The Hunt

*PLEASE READ* (THIS STORY WAS FIRST POSTED ON TAYLORISRAD, THAT IS MY OLD ACCOUNT, I LOST THE PASSWORD AND FORGOT THE EMAIL SO I CANNOT RECOVER IT. I HBE DECIDED TO RESTART AND FINISH THE STORY HERE. I DID NOT STEAL THIS STORY FROM ANYONE.)

CHAPTER ONE •••

"Talon come down for breakfast!" My mom calls to me. I'm really not all that hungry, but I do know if I don't march myself down the stairs, she's going to keep calling. I throw back my covers, and sluggishly pull my legs over the bedside. I slip on a jacket and head out of my room down to the kitchen.

"Good morning, sunshine." My mothers cheerfully says. Sunshine? I look far from sunshine glow. I look into the mirror by the dining room table. My long dark brown hair is pulled into a bun, my tan skin beaming against my white over sized t-shirt and my piercing green eyes bright and alert, even though the bags hanging beneath them say otherwise. "Hey mom." I replied after realizing I had ignored her greeting. She had prepared a marvelous breakfast for me. Especially on the note that it is my birthday today. I am now 16 years old. My mother had prepared me my favorite. Chocolate chip pancakes, strawberries on top with a touch of whip cream. I snatched up my fork and was ready to dig in when the incredibly embarrassing singing began. "Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to-" "Moooommmm, this isn't cool you can stop now!" I said cutting her off. "Shh!" she says quickly. "Now I have to start over..." She started up singing once more, and this time, I decided to let her finish. It was my birthday in fact, it needs some fun. When she was finished and giddy as ever, we exchanged smiles and she pushed me to finish my breakfast. After I had completely scarfed down my food I hurried back upstairs to get ready for school.

Thank God my birthday is on a Friday this year. On school days, I love to dress lazy. Who doesn't? But, I thought since today was my birthday, I could try to put effort into my look. I slipped on a pair of high waisted to skinny jeans, a loose crop top. I checked the time on my watch, it read 7:30. With 30 minutes left to finish getting ready, my short lived "put effort into your look today, Talon" mood was gone. I walk to the bathroom quickly and do my hair from its before ratty appearance, and remake a new sleek bun at the top of my head. Sipping on my white hightop Converse, I grabbed my phone for the first time this morning. I found 5 messages waiting for me from my best friend Amira. I decided to be completely unnatural, and call. She immediately picked up. "Girl where have you been!" She screamed. "Hey Amira." I chuckled. "This is no laughing matter! You are 16 today, and it's time to get serious!" she continued "you, me, movies. Tonight!" And with that statement, or should I say command, she hung up. "Well," I said aloud' "this day is off to a great start."