Prologue

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Luke Hemmings as ----->Charlie^^^
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The middle child should get at least some amount of attention right? Wrong. Especially if your the only boy in the family other than dad. Yeah I'm 17 and I have 8 sisters. Scary? No Nightmare is the right word. Especially when your outnumbered in family decisions.

"CHARLIE!" I hear a chorus of voices call my name, I groan and I roll off my bed. Worst mistake I made, I fell off landing on a curling iron, it stung at my stomach.

"AHHHH!" I screamed pushing myself off the ground, it was unplugged but it was still hot.

"MEGAN!" I yelled, knowing she's the only one who would bring things into my room without my consent.

"Yes~ Oh." She said seeing my stomach, I point to the curling iron with a face of anger. Today is not a good day, my wolf is just as furious. I really don't think I can handle school.

"Sorry, I forgot it was here." She said picking it up by the handle. "Go shower, your taking the bus today." She said walking to the door, I huffed.

"Why can't Wendy take me?" I asked, she looked back to me. "She's taking us and you'll be late. You know your high school is in the opposite direction of Jessie and Magie's middle school." She said then left, I sighed.

This is my life. My sisters are everywhere, my only privacy is my room. Sometimes even that is overrun with little girls.

My Family list goes like this: Wendy 19, Katelin 18, Grace 18, Jenny 17, Charlie(Me) 17, Megan 15, Leslie 13, Jessie and Maggie 12 twins. Only difference from them is a little birthmark in their eye, Maggie in the right eye and Jessie on her left. They don't call it a litter for nothing.

I walked over to the door of my bathroom, yes one thing I like having, my own shower. Not filled with girl make up curling irons, cosmetics or any more girly shit I don't like.

"20 Minutes." I heard Jenny yell, I groan going to closing the door. Then grabbing some clothes and heading into the shower. I striped my shorts and boxers. Turning on the water letting it get warm. I look at myself in the mirror, my dyed hair, naturally brown but covered with a layer of blonde. My light blue eyes, my lip piercing which I always hide at home. People say I look older than I am, that's because it's partially true. Wolves age a bit faster, but look younger as we age later on.

I step in rinsing myself with the warm water, today better not relate to this mornings experience of waking up. After cleaning up I had 10 minutes to get ready. I dry myself off pulling out my hair dryer, hey I'm still fashionable. Fuck you all who hate I'm living with 8 no 9 girls including my mom.

Dad being alpha was happy to spend time with me being the only boy. That means more father son time right? Wrong again. He's been so busy patrolling for rogues recently and hadn't even seen me this whole week.

"Hey Lee." Grace says passing me heading for the kitchen, she messed up my hair. "Hey I just fixed it." I said, she laughed continuing her trip.

I walked down the steps that were occupied with Jessie and Maggie playing with some Barbie toys. 12 or not they are still babies to me.

"Watch it Charles. Kung Fu Barbie will beat your ass next time you step in her dojo." Maggie said, I held back the laugh wanting to burst.

"Tell her to meet me after school. I'll be sure to go easy." I said, opening the door and stepping out. Another bad mistake, in front of me was Michael, Wendy's boyfriend.

The pot smoker to be exact and you could smell it when I inhaled. The smell intoxicated my nostril making me want to hurl as it stunk like old old shoes to me.

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