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The Fireball Shooting Star

Another week goes by and my desk is finished. Glass and everything. My adopted family was around more often. We did a lot of things together. I started to feel much more comfortable with them.

Right now we are in the car driving to my surprise. No, it's not my birthday yet. It's actually three days away.

I know they got my things because when they think I'm asleep. They talk about wrapping my presents. I always had good hearing. Like above normal. The doctors said that when I went for my appointments.

My head aches stopped for the most parts. Sometimes there'll come. I haven't seen any growling things in the woods. Or understand why everyone eyes seem to go fuzzy.

We stopped at a huge house. It was like a mansion. We all got out of the car. I stood next to Jerrold. I was carrying Diana. Annabel and Nick went in without knocking. I followed Jerrold in with Diana in my hands.

The house was beautiful. I walked down the hall way after Jerrold. At times like this, I'm really attached to him. He's like my very first friend. How could I not?

I entered the room. There must have been like twenty people there. I put Diana down and she ran to a young female. I got a lot of eyes looking at me. I went up next to Jerrold.

"You ok?"

"There's lot of people and they're all starting at me..."

"It's ok. We won't let anything happen to you. Ok? It's just they all wanted to meet you."

"Why?"

"Mom will explain later."

A women came into the kitchen and dropped the plates she was holding when she came in eye contact with me.

Everyone was in the kitchen, now. She started to cry and I didn't know what to do. I just made someone cry by my looks. Is everyone secretly trying not to cry when they see me?

A man came in and started to talk to her in low whisper. When they were done they both looked at me.

There planning to kill me because of my looks. Oh my God. This has all been a trap. Madam Devil sold me to them, so they'll kill me. She didn't want me to die, yet. She wanted to torture me. Maybe it was because if another adopted child got killed then she would get fired...

I'm going to die! Oh my God. What would they put on my headstone. Cassandra, but I don't have a last or middle name.

I got it.

Here lies Cassandra, the girl who didn't have a last or middle name. She died at a weird family reunion for her adopted family. She is resting in pieces.

That is perfect. Very Cassandra like.

Annabel came in and helped picked up the glass while my future murders left. Most likely to plan my murder.

I wonder when they are going to attack. Dude! What if it was on my birthday. That would be the most ironic thing ever.

The party continue. Matt, Mike, Carlos, and Jerrold were talking together quietly. I stood in a corner with a book.

The air around everybody hasn't been the same. Everyone has been staring at me like I was an animal at the zoo. Dinner was finally served. All of us sat at an extremely long table.
Everyone was quiet as we ate. This is so uncomfortable. I sat in between two strangers.

My eyes landed on the women and man. The man looked really familiar. I saw him somewhere at the orphanage.

I feel like a stalker. Just staring at them. I swear it's right under my nose.

"So, Cassandra?"

I turn my head to see a women that looks like Calvin.

"How are you liking it with the Cougs?"

"I love it there. It's much more home like. The Coug family has been really nice, and I can't thank them enough."

"Well, I'm Rachel. This is James," she pointed to the man beside her," my husband. You already meet Calvin."

She went around the table introducing me to everybody. The murders are named Jake and Lily.

The conversations started to go, and I found myself not really paying attention. They tried to get me to talk a lot, but you guessed it. It was short and sweet. I'm not a talkative person.

Dinner was over. I really wanted to go home and paint my dresser. I just got the spray paint yesterday.

But we didn't go home. We went into the living room. The adults with the high schoolers did. The younger kids went to the huge back yard.

Annabel came to kneel in front of me. Jerrold was sitting next to me.

"Cassandra. This may come out as a shock. But trust us ok?"

I timidly nodded my head.

"You notice things that normal people don't. Like our eyes, what do they do?"

"They fuzz up. Madam Devils' eyes changed color when she gets upset."

"Well, our eyes do that for a reason. Do you believe in mythical creatures?"

"Like witches and ghost?"

"Yes. Did you?"

"No, there isn't any mythical creatures. I mean, I think they probably walked across the Earth sometime. There probably extinct now if they ever were real." I shrugged my shoulder.

She takes a deep breath. "Well they're real."

I stare at her. "Um... ok?" This is so weird. Should I call the cops. I looked to Jerrold.

"She's telling the truth, Cassandra."

I looked back to Annabel. "The Coug family is the Gamma of the pack, so third in command. The Washburn family are the Betas. That's second in charged. The Alpha family is the White family. They're in charge of the whole pack."

I stare at her. This is some type of joke. "You don't believe me..."

"Sorry. It's just doesn't match science or common sense."

"I'll demonstrate." Calvin volunteers. Annabel and everybody steps back. Jerrold holds onto my shirt.

Calvin send me a wink. And his back started to bend. I heard bones snapping. His breaking his back! My eyes widen when his face formed a muzzle. His spin grew longer and created a tail. His clothes rip and fur grew from his skin.

A oversized wolf stood there. Jerrold hold grew tighter around me. His arm came across my stomach. I think I tried to run, but he held me still.

That's how I'm going to die. Eaten by a werewolf.

The wolf thing started to come near me and I kicked my legs trying to get it away.

"Cassandra, it's ok." Jerrold kept saying into my ear. The wheels in my brain turned. There all werewolves. I've been adopted by a family of werewolves.

Nice one shooting star. I didn't want my new family to be beast that kills me in the end. You must have been on your last round.

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