Whats in the back pack?

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Just going to warn you there is going to be a lot of point-of-view switches. And no more poems. Im still trying to decide wether or not to include Phil (Casey's dad) in my daily updates, so if you want more of him then you can just send me a private message or whatever you want to do. By the way, umm, this is going to sound weird but, my Twitter, if you figure out what it is, and send me a message on there or whatever, I won't read it. I'm not being mean or anything it's just, I don't really read other people's tweets and all that.

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Anthony's PoV

When Casey told me that she was willing to become a werewolf I was beyond happy. In fact, she told me that she would that night, too. I really didn't believe she would do it tonight night, to be honest, I thought she would want to wait a little while. That is until she asked me, "So, how do I turn?" I was a little taken aback by her question, but still answered. I took a deep breath and gave her a quick and simple answer, "Look in my back-pack."

Casey's PoV

"Look in my back-pack." He said it so fast it was like it rolled off of Anthony's tongue. I quickly looked around the car and groaned in pain when I felt a headache coming. Like, for real, everything that I do sends my pain level from a 1-ish to a definite 12, on a scale of one to ten.

I grabbed up his back pack and threw open the zipper. In side was a beautiful compact. It wasn't golden but silver, and it was gorgeous in its own special way, "What's is this? How is it gonna help me?" Anthony smirked and said, "Open it up."

Anthony's PoV

Casey did as I told her and opened the compact, inside was a clean syringe that had the concoction to turn her into a werewolf. I was excited, like really excited. But I was scared, too. The first transformation is always the worst. And sometimes you can't even control when you turn. Trust me, I've been through seven different states just to find this peaceful little town with lots of woods.

She seemed taken aback by this and said, "Please, no more shots." I looked at her and remembered how madly in love I was with this girl. Every time I see her, it's like the first time, lying in her cold bathroom floor.

"Not if you don't want any," I say, "We can wait 'till tomorrow or later, if that's what you want."

A/N

So that's what's in the backpack. You have waited since they 'studied' so I thought, 'Darn, I don't have any ideas on what's in this back pack' so I just wrote along when I went.

Again I can't believe how many reads we have. I never ask anything from you so now I say, help me out and vote.

Love

Katelynn

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