Chandler's POV:
The image in the mirror sickened me. Not because of what I looked like, but because of what I was.
My life? Complicated as hell. My family? Ha. Who knows? I'm an orphan.. I never knew my dad, and my mother.. was a..Vampire. Yeah, a vampire. She got stabbed through the heart when I was younger, so I pretty much raised myself since age five.
I hated myself, because I was a hybrid. Half human, half vampire. It was hard, but not nearly as hard as having to live with this new family of mine.
They were awful. They took me in because they found me on the side of the road one night, and they kept me pretty much concealed while they went on living their lives. The worst part? They had no idea that I was half vampire.
No.. the worst part was that I was having to move away from the town I had finally just gotten used to. Hollywood, California may seem hard to get around, but when you spend all day walking the streets for three years, you kind of get used to it. They were moving us to some town called.. Eufana? No... Eufaula? Yeah. Somewhere in.. Alabama I think? Whatever.
Well, sorry for the bad mood, usually not like this.. Peace.
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Carson's POV
"Bitch pleaseee.." I yell over at Ben. Ben is my best friend, but anyway, I'm Carson. Many would call me a bitch.. but hey, I'm used to it. I run my own life and no one tells me what to do or how to do it.
I have no family and I rely on no one. I am an orphan.. don't know my mom nor dad, and I sure as hell will NOT live in an orphanage. Thats a hell no.
But today, I got an invite to live in a place call Eufaula, or something.
Ben doesn't want me to go, but I have nothing here in New York. I'm going to leave tonight so Ben doesn't get upset.
But no one knows my seacret, its a big one...
i turn into a monster.. a night one that you would rather kill yourself than see it.. you see, me, Carson..
I am a werewolf.
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Carter's POV
I'm not an orphan-err- kinda. I live with a coven. I'm a witch. A witch with a capital B! Hahaha. Just kidding. I'm 17. And 5 months and 4 days and 6 hours and 2.5 minutes. Yeah. I'm smart as hell. But shh. It's a secret. I prefer being the loner/noone talks to me/quiet/mysterious chick. Not unlike the chick in Lemonade Mouth--Olivia. Except I can't sing. I'd probably break a glass or something. Can that really happen? I wanna know. Hmm.
My coven kicked me out. Apparently I wasn't a good enough witch to be in the"Moonlit Circle."
They were fake anyways. I was BORN with witches blood running through my veins. And the occasion premonition and mind reading, but whatever.
I have a feeling that somethings gonna happen in the small town of Eufaula (Eufaula? WTF kind name in that. Indian-Fall off of a log-Another Indian-YOU FALL HA! I'm funny. Heh.)
I see two other people. They look kinda like me, but not really. They're different. Like me. Not fully human. They're chicks. Blonde hair and Brown hair. Contrast with my fire red hair a lot.
One is as pale as the moon on a cloudless night.
The other is hot-in a nonsexual way- I can see heat waves radiating off of her. Literally. I'm not gay.
I wonder......
