taste

four; friends

suggested song; eastside (with halsey and khalid) - benny blanco
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later that day, after school.

alison's pov

i rushed out of school with charlie and drove home with him to set up for the party. of course brad didn't know about the party, he'd kill us! friday is the only day he's not at home.

"hurry up, bitch ass." i said to him. he growled at me slightly, charlie hated me calling him names.

"have we got everything?" he asked me.

"yeah. we have food and drinks." i told him.

he sighed, "you know it's impossible for us to get drunk right? unless we take one of brad's bottles for us?"

i stopped him immediately, "no. we're not taking his stuff. remember last time? i'm sure that someone else in the pack has drinks."

he nodded and continued driving whilst i went on my phone.

grayson:
hey, mind if my brother comes later?

alison:
yeah, sure! that's fine :)

grayson:
great. see you at 9 :)

i smiled at my phone when grayson texted me back. i don't know what it was, but there was something about him that made him intriguing.

and a wolf scratched his neck? seems weird. it looked like a werewolf scratch.

"is that guy coming later?" charlie asked.

i nodded, "his brother too."

"something about those twins just seem off, have you heard their accents? they sound so posh." he stated.

i shrugged, "well, they come from wealth. people with money talk posh."

our family was poor, so of course we sounded like commoners. when our parents died, we were left with very little money. luckily, we were immediately part of the pack and the oldest people raised us in place of our mother and father.

brad was automatically made alpha at the age of eleven. he went to school, but skipped a lot of it so he could be trained by our fathers close friend.

the pack now, is full of young adults and teenagers. we're the children of previous members. all of the adults left to start their own pack when brad turned eighteen, however we haven't seen them since.

now, we weren't as poor. we just had to fight for survival and hunt like animals and work a lot but that was our life, we're all ok with it.

that's the thing, werewolves are more likely to be poor. because we live in packs, we have to buy more and look after each other.

vampires on the other hand, live by themselves so only spend money on themselves; plus, their king pays for the well-being! it's real fucking unfair.

they get everything they want.

"so, what time are people coming and how many?" charlie asked.