Nightfall [working title]

My life before my eighteenth birthday was normal (cliche starter but i wrote this description long time ago let me live). Well, sort of. Besides a love of the night, dark clothes, and being what people call "an exotic beauty", I'm your stereotypical Cali girl. I surf, swim, have a great tan, and practically live at the beach. Scratch that I do live at the beach....
But I digress (hello fancy word i probably learned the day before writing this). I'm not going to beat around the bush. I'm strange. I have all ways known it, embraced it, and not really cared about it all that much. I mean, if people want to stare at me, let them stare. If they want to judge me, let them, I don't care. I am what I am and nothing they say or do can change that.
Anywho, my eighteenth birthday had a few more surprises than the normal "surprise" birthday party. An example being waking up with a giant tattoo of a dragon that moves around my body. Not that's not cool. I mean, it's a free, painless, tattoo! Little did I know that that was just the beginning of the wild ride that is the Fae.

(I honestly might end up making this a fluffy little love story if the fantasy thing doesn't work out. Maybe i'll make it gay. We'll see lol)

(( I might end up changing the description if I start going another direction with this story ,or just bc this is really bad, but it's gonna stay like this for now))