Anthony's PoV
We entered the house I knew I wasn't safe even though it felt like it. I turned to a clicking sound and saw that my mother had a gun to Casey's head, "Let her go!"
I said hoping she'd listen. All I got was a death glare and a, "Why should I? Ya know you got a lot of nerve telling your mother what to do."
She smirked. "When she has a gun to your mates head."
She's right about one thing. That Casey is my mate. One mate per lifetime, that's the rule. O heard Casey whimper in pain and then looked at her. She looked like she was about to burst out laughing when her and my mother bothe said -at the same time-, "And, scene!"
What, "Hey wake up!"
Casey was snapping her fingers in my face but they were blue. "Hey!"
Her voice sounded like it was coming from all different directions. Then I woke up.
She looked at me like I was insane. Wait insane? Os that what she thinks of me? She spoke to me like she didn't want to make me mad, "You fell asleep while we were studying. I noticed when I asked you 'Were is Iraq?'."
She doesn't know where Iraq is? I pointed to Iraq on the map. Of course she doesn't, this map doesn't have any words on it at all. The only thing it said was 'Directions:
Find and label all countries world wide.'
She must've found my homework. But she would've had to of searched my back-pack. Oh no she can't find it she just can't!
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Blood Love and Werewolves
Teen FictionOkay so Im writing this story for my friend Britiany. She's a really good friend so one day at school I asked her to pick out a story idea because I was blank. I would tell you what she wrote down but that would ruin the whole story so enjoy.