Forget Enemies, Try Mates

Chapter One

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Chapter One

“Sure Guys.” I confirmed other the phone to my Cody and his Twin Dylan. “But I’m not coming over.”

“Aaaww...  Why not?” Came a chorused response, losing some of the flair through the crackly phone line.

“I told you. It’s your brother.” Blake, or as I like to call him, Blade is the reason for all my troubles. He’s older than us and the worst, meanest most annoying bully I have ever met. I gonna start karate so I can kick his butt – wait... isn’t it a law in Karate that it’s only for self defence? Shame....

“Oh Come on! He’s not that bad!” The voice I recognised as Cory’s reasoned.

“Yes, yes he is. He’s only a year older-,”

“A year and Seven months.” Dylan interrupted.

“Ok! Yes! A year and seven months older! But all the same, it gives him no right to push me around, to call me midget, and to come up with such an insane nickname as ‘Smasher’. It’s only because he found out my cousin calls me ‘Smashely’ because I went through 7 alarm clocks when she visited... Where was I...? Oh Yeah! And today he taunted me for being a tomboy! He said I wished I was a boy! Jerk!” I rambled.

“Ok! Our brother’s a Jerk! But that doesn’t mean we can’t have you over!” Cody moaned.

“Suck it up!” I laughed playfully, grabbing the rim of my jeans and fiddling with them.

“Fine...,” Cody grumbled. He’s such a child.... wait, so am I. The twins are almost 7 – I’m 8! “I believe what my twin is trying to say is, see you tomorrow.” Dylan interrupted. I laughed.

“See ya guys!” I laughed, hanging up. Cody’s really sweet, like I’m his mum as well as his BF! With his mop of blonde hair and light green eyes, he’s like the sweetheart softie. Then there’s brown-haired Dylan who pretends not to care. He’s a real I-care-how-I-look joker. I think Blade’s been getting him into porn ‘n stuff....Just thinking about it makes me go eww.

I juggled the football they had lent me around the room, practicing kicks and lunges. I’m The Best Football and The Best Sprinter in the entire neighbourhood. Yes that good that I can beat 500 girls and guys, hands down. These days I can beat Blake with one hand tied behind my back! Luckily for me I’m also the best a science and crosswords – but I stink at pretty much everything else. But soon I will begin some sort of Martial Art, followed by Quiet classes so that I may become A Ninja! Not only a ninja, but a cotton picking ninja! YAY!

When I’m bored I always practice my future.

I pulled out my notebook to doodle in. Swirl after perfect swirl..... I drew me, as a wolf. One day, I Will Shift. I will. Then I’ll find a mate and we’ll live happily ever after. He’s gonna be a banana farmer so we always have food and I’ll be a ninja so we’ll always have awesome-ness and our children will be great and I’ll be the most perfect mother EVER!

“Ashley!” A voice called up the stairs I could instantly recognise as my mother’s – What a coincidence. I tucked the book back under my blue pillow and headed for the door, scratching my tied-back brown hair with one hand. Guess it’s true; I am one of the guys. They always do that.... who cares!  I step out into the corridor with these thoughts still fresh in my mind.

“Darling! Over here!” My Mother’s voice repeated. I headed blindly for the living room, stumbling into the bright room. The top floor of our house is always so much darker than the bottom... It’s so bright in here....