It was silent in the car as the three people were driving. The woman who was driving looked tired. The boy next to her looked bored out of his mind while the girl in the back was lost in her mind.
The girl in the back had her headphones on as she had them blasted all the way up. Her icy blue eyes were gazing upon the many trees they passed. She sighed and pushed back her dark brown hair. She was ready to stretch her legs and get out of the stuffy car.
Her mother wouldn't let her open a window because it was too cold. But she hates the smell her brother was emanating off of him. "Peter could you please keep your scent to yourself, please. It's been five hours already." Peter groaned and sighed.
"A full moon is coming Damara. You know that I can't control my hormones." Damara growled out and threw a book at his head. "Ouch! What the hell Dam!?"
"Damara! Apologize!" Her mother yelled at her. Damara sighed and rolled her eyes.
"I'm sorry you can't keep your fuc-" She looked up at the review mirror and saw her mothers glare. "Fine! I'm sorry."
Her mother sighed and looked ahead. Her frown turned into a smile. Peter sat up quickly smiling. "We're here." Her mother's voice sounded so happy.
Damara sat up from her little manmade throne of boxes and blankets and looked out. The trailer looked like a swamp. "Looks like the maid hasn't kept the house clean while we were gone," Damara smirked and her family laughed. She joined in as her mother stopped the car.
"Alright smart ass. Let's get the boxes in the house." Her mother got out of the car and Damara quickly threw the door open and got out. Peter rolled his eyes at his sister and got out as well.
"Ten thousand years will give you such a crick in the neck!" Damara Yelled out popping her neck and Peter shook his head. His sister loved Disney when they were growing up. Her number one movie was Aladin. Not because of Jasmine. But because of Genie.
"Here you go." Her mother gave her a box full of Damara's potions. She groaned and walked over to the front of the trailer.
"Hello, neighbor," Peter says out loud while finishing his cigarette. Damara looked ahead and saw a huge mansion in their view. Peter stomped on the cigarette putting it out.
"Damn. Usually, when someone has a mansion they have something to hide." Damara didn't like the look of it. It looked creepy and very secretive.
"Or they're rich," Peter smirks at her and she rolled her eyes walking away from the ungodly looking house as their view. She opened the door and got in. Holding the door open for Peter and her mother she closed it behind her and made her way down the hall on the right. She had her room there.
Her mother agreed to give her the bigger of the rooms because Damara needed the practice space. "Amara! When you are done can you go get some Chinese food for dinner!?" Damara paced her box down and pushed her hair out of her face.
"Yeah, Mama!" Damara opened her box and smiled. She began pulling her things out and began to decorate. Placing her cat skull above her doorway and then her pentagrams that kept evil spirit's away from her house.
Damara placed her clothes in the drawer and then grabbed her wallet and leather jacket.
Sliding it on she opened her door to see Peter about to knock. "Oh hey. You ready to go?" He looked inside her room and smiled. He loved seeing his sister do the things she loves. It was a twin thing. They cared about one another.
"Yeah. Let's go explore the creepy Adams town." She smirked and took her brother's hand in her own. They laughed and walked out to the living room.
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After Midnight - Roman Godfrey
Fanfiction(Completed Oct 12, 2017) Damara Rumancek is the twin sister of Peter Rumancek. After Lynda had told the twins that they needed to move, they were slightly happy. They thought they were going to have a somewhat normal life, this was until Hemlock Gr...
