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Werewolves, Vampires, and Other Magical Creatures! Oh M- Nope! Not Oh My! Oh Damn!
Oh and sorry for the bad words.. it just goes with her nature..
Chapter One
"Honey, come down here." my mom calls. I sigh. What does she want? I skip down the stairs and see them sitting in the living room with two other people. The two are twins. I raise an eyebrow, but sit down keeping my face emotionless. They may be twins, but have two totally different outlooks.
One has black hair and looks like an complete asshole. The other has hazel colored hair and looks nicer and actually smiles at me. My eyes narrow as I survey them. Their eyes are a mezmorizing golden color and their skin is tanned. They both are muscular, but not too much and have dark brown lips. The black haired one has a black tattoo on his arms and looks like they're on his back and chest too. He glares at me. Arse. But their both pretty hot.. Just in their own ways..
I look at my parents. "So why am I here?" I ask.
"Well.. Urm.. You're.." My mom studders.
"You know we're low on money and stuff and we want to take care of you. But one day last year me and your mother went to a bar and we started to tell these people about our problems. We started talking about you and they said they needed a maid at their sons' house. They said they would give us money so we can get by. So we agreed and now your their maid." Dad explains. I keep a blank face on. I can't believe they did this! They sold me! To be a maid! What the hell!?
This is utter bullshit!
"Bakas." I mumble under my breath. "Fine. Whatever."
"Do I have to go pack?" I ask.
"No." Everyone says.
"Fine then. Let's head out." I say.
Me and the boys leave without a word. My parents can go screw themselves. The bastards! Saving their own asses, but ruining mine! I feel like yelling in Japanese.
I get into the limo and the boys sit on the other seater thing. I plug in my iPod and listen to my music. I don't give a shit about these people.
Why do I not call my friends? Because I have none.
Why do I not have friends? Because I don't want any.
Why am I not freaking out? Because if I do I will start crying and actually show my emotions. Or I'll beat the shit out of someone.
I start messing with a few games on my iPod to pass the time. The guys don't talk to me and I don't talk to them.
After about twenty minutes the one not named Alex talks to me.
"Hey, I'm Ken and you?" He asks. I look up uninterested.
"Your name is the name of a gay Barbie boy. I hope you know that." I say to him. He chuckles.
"I know." He says while smiling. Maybe me and him can be friends. At least he doesn't shy away from my bitchiness.
"My name is Attalah. You can just call me Silver." I give him a small smile.
"Okay Silver.. So.." He trails off.
"Are you into Paramore, Evanesence, Black Veil Brides, and all that jazz? I listen to alot of different stuff though. Like Bruno Mars, Katy Perry at times, Rhianna, Ludacris, and Nicki Minaj. I have my variety."
"Yup. You listening to them?" I nod my head. "Can I listen too?" He gives me a puppy dog face. Aarin rolls his eyes. I just nod and he sits next to me. He takes my earbud out then puts it in his ear.
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