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("Dont you give me up"- Steve Lacy)
Im a normal teenage girl, there is nothing weird about me, besides from the fact that my friend is a werewolf and his girlfriends dad is a werewolf hunter... and werewolves exsist, although Ive never seen them transform, I just heard them talking about it in class, I mean they talk really loud. Im Aurora Mahealani, yes THE Dannys twin sister, but hes only older by a couple of minutes.
I finally got home after partying all night and I saw my parents at the dinner table crossing their arms.
"Another lit party honey?" my dad asked digging his head inside the newspaper as I walked pass them holding my shoes.
"Umm, yes, but I didnt drink... alot" I tell them as I hear my mum sigh and Danny walking down the stairs.
"Rory, you need to be more like your brother, he had been studying all this time up in his room." Mum says as I furrow my eyebrows at Danny confused because I saw him at the party with his boyfriend.
"Im not saying stop going to partys, Im saying maybe stay home from some, like your brother" my mum says as Danny nods agreeing with what she said.
"Yeah, be more like me" Danny brags rubbing my hair, I push him off "Dont touch my hair" I tell him and he crosses his arms "Or what?" he ask rubbing his hand all over my hand.
"Danny was also at the party" I tell our parents as Dannys mouth opens wide and our parents groan.
"Danny, were you with your... boyfriend?" dad ask as he nods "well I except you for who you are son" dad stutters as Dannys lip raised.
"We had this talk last year dad, stop" Danny snaps walking upstairs.
"Okay son, pride day is everyday!" dad yells as I cringe and Danny yells at dad to stop "Having a gay son is so hard to impress" Dad complains.
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Im usually always waiting for Danny to finish practice to give me a ride home, I have failed my drivers licence about 5 times and I still havent passed yet. As I walk across the boys locker rooms I bump into a guy around my year level dropping my phone, lip gloss and mirror.
"I-Im sorry" he stuttered as he helped me pick my things up from the floor, I gave him a symothetic smile as I check to see if my phone cracked.
"Your all good, player 14" I say getting put a small laugh from him, I looked at his bruised eye and tilted my head.
"Is your eye okay?" I ask him going closer to him but backing away scared that I might've crossed a line.
