The Shapeshifters

Meet the Kelley's...

Chapter One: Meet the Kelley's...

I took slow steps toward the house looking at the sky. The pale blue color was dissolving into pinks, oranges, and purples, nearing a beautiful sunset. Looking to my left, I saw a brown owl howl and look at me. I smiled and ran a hand through my hair.

"Adrianna Kelley get in this house this instant!" Mom called. I jumped at her firm voice and quickened my pace to a run.

"'Bout time you came in," said Dad kissing my forehead. I gave an apologetic smile staring him in his gray eyes, looking like the white tigers. The white tiger's eyes flashed in my mind, I took a mental picture while I was a wolf. They looked so humanly, but was there another shifter in Tennyson? I had never seen another before, and neither had Ashton.

"You going to sit down?" Dallas asked staring at me with his ivy-green eyes. Blinking, I realized everyone was sitting down at the dinner table. Dallas was one of my brothers, the oldest of all of us. 

Levi, who was the same age as me, chuckled saying, "You know she does zone out sometimes. She has quite an unusual mind."

I rolled my eyes saying, "Shut up, retard." I wiped my bare feet on the mat in front of the door. Stepping onto the carpet, my feet found warmth. I pulled out my chair next to Reese and sat.

"Don't call your brother a retard," Mom said smiling as she spooned some mashed potatoes onto her plate and passing it to Dad who sat to my left.

"He started it," I muttered grabbing a roll and biting into it aggressively. My brothers always got away with things, like the time they put a slimy frog on my face while I was sleeping. I screamed and Dad came rushing into my room with a shot gun. The boys ran out my other door, so Dad didn't catch them. I was infuriated with them. They even video taped it and put it on the the Internet.

"Adri," Dad said snapping me out of my thoughts. I glanced up at him. He was handing me the mashed potatoes. Smiling, I grabbed the bowl and piled mashed potatoes on my plate, then passed it to Reese. I forked a piece of chicken from the platter and sat it on my plate, immediately digging in. I was starving, since after school today I had to go to work. I worked at a bookstore that opened up last weekend, ran by Mr. Anderson. He was new to town and had a son named Mason, who was going to start school at Tennyson High next week. He had moved from Los Angeles, California to this dump. He would never answer why he moved here, which I just shrugged off.

Although, I didn't get paid much, I liked working there. It was quiet, so I could do my homework there rather than at home. And that way I'd have more time to run in my forest. I smiled to myself and took another bite of the chicken. I loved running in my forest with no care in the world. Only Ashton knew I was a shapeshifter. I knew I could trust Ash, because we had been best friends since we were third grade.

Ash moved to Tennyson in the middle of the year in third grade. She was in my class

(NOT FINISHED)