Chapter 7: Going Through Changes

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AJ's POV

Waking up to three bodies jumping on me, wasn't how I planned to start my birthday.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BROTHER!"
"Happy Birthday, AJ!"
"Happy Birthday, OLDIE!"

That last comment irritated me, so I jumped from the bed, and started to tickle the little rascals.

"Ty-TYLER! Why would you call him old!"

Caroline yelled at Tyler, while still trying to break free from me. They were all pinned and being tickled.

"Brother.. P-PLEASE! I didn't say it!—Tyler! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"

Bonnie was putting up a good fight trying to evade me. She did grow up with me, so she can dodge a few. She was also hitting Tyler while she could too.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!"

Tyler didn't care about what the girls were talking about. He was having too much fun.

Soon as I felt they had enough, I stopped. The girls ran away for dear life, promising Tyler would pay, and that I should watch my back. I was slightly concerned for my well being, as well as, Tyler's now.

Over his stay here Tyler had opened up more, becoming more playful. I've come to see him, and Caroline, as my little siblings. I'd kill for them now. Meaning when the show officially starts, Damon will be watched over very, very closely.

If he tries to do that shit that he did to Care in the past, I'll torture him, since killing is out of the question for the plot line's sake.

"You will help, right?"

"I'm an oldie, remember?"

"Hey, I was kidding. You're as young as a horse."

I know today is very important for many reasons: My siphon powers will fully be unlocked. I'm triggering my werewolf gene tonight. And, hopefully, Sheila kicks me out. Today is gonna be great.

I know that me being kicked out should hurt, but I have no attachments to Sheila. Bonnie might be distraught, but I won't. I don't want her to choose between her family either, but Sheila isn't the best guardian. I am, and I'll be taking her with me, if she wants to come live with me.

Ushering Tyler out of my room to his doom. I began to pack all of my belongings that I wanted to come with me. I grabbed all the pieces that I made over this week, pieces that I'd be uploading to the website soon enough, whenever I finished that.

The website would be finished pretty soon, I've been tweaking the codes a little. Magic really is amazing, especially paired with technology.

I've made sure that anyone that tries to look for me, I would get everything on them. Their names and addresses, as well as their location, permanently.

The second and third time they try to locate me. I'd get a list of their known, unknown, in secret relatives and associates, that are still up and walking, with their locations as well.

The fourth and fifth time, things start to get exciting. I'd send out a message to one of their favorites, and simply tell them to get to their friend, expressing to them to 'stop meddling where they don't belong or else'.

The sixth time, well let's just say things take a drastic change. The caster of the locator spell, gets their location sent to their most hated enemy. Or their favorite loved one's location gets sent, I don't care.

Let's see how the hell they like it. That should stop them trying to find me, after a few stories start going around.

I've been making new pieces, such as toe rings, and body piercings that won't be as noticeable for the wearer. They're much pricier, but I know they'll sell.

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