**Terra's POV**
"Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Terra. Happy birthday to you. Yay!"
"How did you get into my room? This early in the morning, too?!" I yell from under my quilt covers.
"It's your 18th birthday and the first day of our last year at school. Why wouldn't I be here? Oh, by the way, you might want to get a new lock on your window. I kind of broke it."
I take a quick peek at the window and see the latch is just barely hanging on. The window is just slightly ajar, letting a soft summer breeze come through. I turn over on my bed and face the intruder. My best friend, Amy. She has blonde hair that swirls right down to her lower back. A pink streak running through her fringe is visable as she turns around. Bright blue eyes look out at me from a pale face.
"Amy, why do you keep coming in through the window? That's the 12th time this month. Just use a bloody door!"
"Aww, but where's the fun in that. You need to get away from this town and your dad and live a little."
"No!" I scream.
She knows that I would never leave my dad. He's been through so much and I'm all he's got left. When mum died he was just an empty shell. It took him months, no, Years! for him to smile again. We help each other through the pain of our lose. It may be hard, but we need each other. I may sound like a daddy's girl, but it's true. I wouldn't be able to live with out my dad.
"I'm so sorry. That came out wrong. What I meant was................. we need to go to a night club. Tonight. No buts, maybes or anything. OK?" She tries to reasure me.
"Fine. Bu-"
"No buts, remember? And I have the perfect outfit for you. Now get out of bed and get ready for school. We've got a big day today." she says as she tries to wink seductively at me.
"Oh god...."
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AMY TO THE SIDE>>>>>>>>
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The Break of Night
WerewolfHow would you feel if you didn't know who you really were? That you were living a life you never knew wasn't yours to live? I am in this situation. How did I not see it coming? With the death of my mother, the new boy turning up and my connection to...
