Howls of Chaos. Gabrielle Boyd

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      The creature stood a few feet away just staring at us. It looked as if it was hungry and was about to attack.

      Carlos and I both stepped back. We were getting ready to transform into our halfway forms; with our claws and our fangs out as well as our eyes turning the color of a wolf.

      As soon as we stepped backward to get into our semi-turned position, the werewolf got down on all fours and leaped toward us. I quickly transformed myself halfway and sprung up in the air, pouncing on the werewolf’s back.

      While I wrestled with the beast, Carlos transformed himself halfway, then he too attacked the beast. The other werewolf fought back, but then stopped suddenly.

      It ran into a corner of the living room and began to slowly transform itself back to its human form. Carlos and I were still in our halfway form for safety purposes. We both stood there in ready-to-attack mode while the creature turned back human.

      When the creature finished turning human, we realized it was a woman, but we could not see the face because she was facing the wall.

      All of a sudden the woman began to laugh.

      “Show yourself! What are you laughing at?” yelled Carlos. The woman continued to laugh. That’s when I recognized the laugh.

      “Feraston, is that you?” I asked.

      The woman turned around slowly and said, “I like how you didn’t tell me you were moving back so soon to the chaos hole.”

      “Feraston,” I yelled reaching out and giving her a big hug. “Girl, you totally broke our window,” I said.

      “You mean shattered,” said Feraston, hugging me back.

      “Dang Feraston, what the heck are you doing here, and how did you already know we had moved back?” asked Carlos.

      “Umm, social networking, and someone told me.” Feraston and I both looked at each other and laughed.

      “I have to ask, did you eat that person earlier today?” I asked.

      “Umm, yeah, but don’t tell anyone. He followed me here from California. Remember when I told you about that guy who was obsessed with me? He was a stalker too,” said Feraston. “Girl, you’re crazy,” I said, but I knew what she was talking about.

      Feraston is a longtime, good friend of ours. She was once a part of the fourth pack, too. She was one of the werewolves who left with us, and she lived with us in Cali for a time. Feraston is very cool, pretty, and totally exotic. She is tall and slender with long brown hair that comes down to her chest, and has green eyes with long, beautiful eyelashes. Feraston’s complexion is kind of fair because she is of French descent and she usually reminds people of a magazine cover model.

      She is a little over three hundred years old and was turned into a werewolf at age twenty-four. She was part of French Royalty when she was human.

      Feraston has a shy yet goofy personality but is also very intelligent. She can be a danger to anyone in her way, usually mortals, when she’s angry or on the hunt. She likes to party even though she is shy and can be rude and cocky if she doesn’t like someone.

      “So, how long you been in Chaosville?” asked Carlos.

      “Not long. Just traveling through to go to Florida and get some oranges,” said Feraston.

      “That’s a fat one,” I said.

      “But really, I was coming to visit you guys. Haven’t we lived together for centuries?” Feraston reminded us. “Oh, and Drez says hey. Did I mention that she has a new boyfriend, and he is human?” said Feraston.

      “No, but she texted me,” I said.

      Carlos interrupted our conversation by saying, “Girls, no one cares what Drez is doing. That doesn’t explain why you shattered my window that I’m going to have to replace.”

      “Do you really want to know why I did it?” asked Feraston.

      “Yeah, I do,” replied Carlos.

      “Because it was funny,” said Feraston, and we both burst into laughter. Carlos just frowned at us with his arms folded.

      “I’m just kidding. You act like you’re not happy to see me,” said Feraston.

      Carlos quickly responded, “I’m not. You burst in here like you wanted to attack us. Not to mention, you ate a guy, and there is no telling what else you did.”

      “Look Zorrin has gone ballistic, and he’s worse than he was. He has been launching attacks on humans and some werewolves. Plus, there’s a whole lot of other commotion as well,” said Feraston.

      Feraston is one person who can really make Carlos mad. She jokes a lot, and Carlos isn’t fond of jokes. He also doesn’t like anyone to mess with him when he is busy, and Feraston will annoy the crap out of him. But he allowed her to stay for a while since we needed some help with the coffee shop. Carlos and I can’t do it all by ourselves with everything else. I was so glad that Feraston was going to be staying with us. It would be just like when we lived in Cali.

      The next day I went to class and later hung out with Mallory, Caprilla, Mason, and this other girl named Kanyha Brooks. Kanyha is a point guard for the basketball team at Chaosville Community College. She is average height with a nice, athletic build. Plus, she is really cute. She is dark-skinned and wears her hair in pretty African twists. Her attitude is calm and down to earth.

      The five of us all went out and rode around town in Mason’s truck, a Silverado. I met a few other people at school and I even decided to try out for the dance team. Carlos supported the fact that I wanted to try out. He said it would be good for me to get out and stay active instead of sitting at the house and working at the coffee shop after school all the time.

      I began to build a close bond with Mallory and this girl named Hilary Collinbelle. Hilary is a nice girl from Huntsville, Alabama. She is also the sheriff’s niece. She, too, is a nursing major.

      Hilary is a very pretty girl and is twenty years old. She is kind of short and chubby with light, auburn colored hair which is cut into an angled bob. Hilary is a nice girl and treats everyone with respect, and she has a serious boyfriend named Garner Houston.

      Garner is a friend of Mason’s, only because they play baseball and graduated high school together. He is what you would call a stuck-up, total jerk. He is tall and dark-headed and always wears a baseball cap. He also has pointy ears that remind you of a leprechaun. He isn’t half as cute as he thinks he is. His attitude makes him even uglier. He is one of those guys who thinks that he can get any woman he wants just because he plays sports.

      He usually cheats on Hilary every chance he gets and constantly tries to put her down by complaining about her weight. One of his favorite malicious strategies is telling Hilary that if he breaks up with her, she won’t find anyone else. Garner usually makes Hilary cry. There was a rumor that he was cheating on Hilary with a cheerleader from school. I don’t know if it is true or not, but it probably is.

      Hilary and Garner have been together for about a year. That was the main reason she decided СКАЧАТЬ