''I'll try to make it better this time.''
Luna McCall, the non-identical twin sister of Scott McCall.
Complete sweet heart and total bad ass.
When she makes her return back to her home town of Beacon Hills California, she's expecting everything to...
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New chapter guys!! Hope you enjoy it even tho it's crapple cakes...heh..read on don't mind my awkwardness. .................................................................................................................................................................................Jellybabies...
Just like most of my nights, i'm stuck in my room doing tons of homework, luckily for me I find it quite easy. I was just finishing up my last equation when I hear the knocking of the downstairs door. ''I'll get it!'' I yell out so my mom won't bother. She's about to leave for the night shift and I don't want her to stop in the middle of what she's doing to answer the door.
I throw my book over to the other side of the bed as I stand to my feet and I begin walking to my bedroom door. With swift actions I pull open the door and skip down the hall to the stairs. I land perfectly on my tip toes when I reach the bottom, making a small grin appear on my lips.
I walk over to the door when a horrid scent catches my nose. ''Ugh smells like wet dog,'' I gag right before I pull open the door. ''Well I guess this is why,'' I mutter to myself as my eyes peer up at the slightly taller frame.
''Isaac what are you doing here?'' I question opening the door more widely so he can step inside the house. ''Is Scott home?'' He asks desperately. ''Yeah..He's upstairs,'' I nod shutting the door. ''Can I?'' He asks pointing to the stairs. ''Of course sure,'' I answer with a light smile.
''Thanks.''
Slowly but almost hesitantly he starts making his way up the stairs leaving behind a trail of water. ''Guess who'll have to clean this up,'' I groan deciding to follow behind him. When we both reach the top of the stairs he looks back at me questioningly.
''The door down there,'' I point. He nods and starts making his way to it. His knuckles reach out and knock against the wooden door. ''Come in Mom,'' I hear Scott say. Isaac's eyes widen slightly, and I can see the fear in his eyes. I walk over to the door opening it myself letting it hit against his walls.
He spins around in his chair looking towards our direction, his features twist from soft to confused in a matter of mere seconds as he looks at Isaac. ''He needs you,'' Is all I say before walking into Scott's bedroom, leaving Isaac standing awkwardly at the door. I sit at the edge of Scott's desk looking over his math.
''By the way this one's wrong.''
Both of the boys look at me as I watch over my brother's homework. ''Not now,'' Scott scolds before turning back to Isaac. ''What is it?'' He asks already getting into serious mode. Why shouldn't he, with all the stuff happening I'd be locked there.
