Authors Note - Hey guys! Victoria and Hayley here! This story was thought up and written in a days time! We are both very proud to say that we can't wait for you guys to rush past this note and read on! Just a quick fact, right now this story is rated T but will be eventually rated M. But we'll let you know beforehand when it's going to change over. Well, enjoy kids and don't forget to review!
Prologue
"I can promise you that women working together - linked, informed and educated - can bring peace and prosperity to this forsaken planet."
- Isabel Allende
I'm not your typical blonde haired, green eyed, girly girl.
Yes, I can say I love shopping just as much as the next girl and if someone were to put me in the same room as just about any insect, I'd probably scream and cry until I passed out or fell asleep from exhaustion. But beyond all that, I have a secret. A deadly secret.
You see, if this secret ever got out, the world as we know it would be gone forever. In its place would be something far more evil then any of us could deal with. The destruction of mankind would be immediate. Murder, rape, stealing, it would all elevate until there was nothing left to destroy. Nothing left for the evil to feed off of. It would be as if the Earth never existed. It would be as if the human race never existed.
My name is Melanie and my best friend Lily and I are on a mission. To find the Winchester brothers before they do. They are the only ones who can save this planet from destruction.
***24 Hours Earlier***
"What up, bitch." Lily yells, barging into my room, the door banging against the turquoise wall to the left of her. Her hair is down, a thick, tan laced headband holding it back up so that her hair doesn't fall in front of her eyes. The pink and purple plaid shirt with the rolled up, dark denim jeans and 3" tan wedges make me smile as I realize how completely opposite in clothing choices we are.
"Do you ever knock?" I ask, rolling over onto my side from where I'm lying in the middle of my queen sized bed, my head leaning atop my hand.
"Do you ever wear anything other than black and white?" She retorts, walking over to my bed and sitting. I was as she bounces on it a few times before wiggling a bit and settling.
"Yes, actually. I also wear gray." I sarcastically say, a smile on my face when I see her roll her eyes at me.
"Your fashion sense is disturbing and bland." She says, looking down at the light blue, ripped jean shorts with fringe hanging around the bottoms, white tank top with the black skull on it and mid-thigh length unbuttoned cardigan I'm wearing.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, at least I'm not a walking rainbow!" I reply, rolling onto my back and taking out my iPhone to see if I had any new messages. Sighing when I see that there is none, I drop it onto my stomach and look back over at Lily who I see is examining her freshly manicured hands. "Your girlyness pisses me off sometimes."
"And your lack of sex drive and interest in men pisses me off but you don't ever see me complaining."
"Ha. Ha. You make me laugh so hard." I deadpan, "You know exactly why I haven't has sex yet."
" 'I'm waiting for the right one. . . Blah blah blah.' Yeah, I know. We've had this conversation many times before." She says, trying to mimic my voice.
"If you're sick of the conversation then stop bringing up the topic." I bite back.
She turns to face her body towards me, her left leg bending and coming to rest atop the bed while her other one still dangles off. "I just don't understand why you don't try and get a boyfriend. We both know you that you have options. If you just talk to one and get to actually know them-"
I cut her off before she can finish her sentence, moving my body so that I am now sitting up, my back up against my headboard. "Dude, I know you want me to have a relationship like the one you have with Sean but it's not going to happen right now. There is absolutely no one who is catching my eye or who even seems remotely interesting enough."
"That's because you're overly picky!"
"I am not!" I exclaim, throwing my hands in the air before dropping them. They make a loud slap against my thighs, the sting of skin meeting skin distracting me from glaring at Lily as I look down at my slightly pink thighs and start rubbing lightly. I fucking hated this topic.
"You are too, so stop denying it." She lets out a loud sigh, rubbing at her temples. "Look, all I'm saying is that we need to get you back out into the pool of love! Its time to man up and get out of your comfort zone."
I arch my eyebrow, giving her my best 'You are so fucked in the head' look before saying, "Its not that big of a deal, Lil."
"It kind of is."
"Why? Why does it bother you so much that I don't have a boyfriend?"
"It doesn't. I just want you to be happy." She replies and I can tell she's sincere.
"I am happy. Just stop harassing me about this. The right guy is out there for me. He just definitely isn't in this town." I chuckle, looking her directly in the eyes.
"Fine. I'll drop it. . . For now."
I sigh this time but feel relieved when her phone chirps loudly, making her aware of an incoming text message and closing off the conversation for good.
"Lets go." I say, jumping off my bed an hour later.
"Where are we going?" I hear as I walk over to my walk in closet, opening the double doors and walking through, heading straight to my wall of shoes. I quickly skim them all, looking at the 50+ different pairs of sneakers, wedges, heels, boots and flats before choosing two different styles and walking back out.
"Which ones?" I ask, holding out my favorite black worn out combat boots in my right hand and light brown flats in my left for Lily to see.
She looks them over and I immediately know which ones she is going to choose when I see a look disgust towards my favorite shoes.
"The flats." We say at the same time. I look down at them and before I can really even process what I'm doing, I throw them behind me before bending over to slip on my boots.
"I don't even know why you bother bringing out another pair of shoes, or even asking me, if you always end up wearing those." She states with clear distaste in her mouth.
I shrug and straighten out my cardigan that had been hanging off my shoulder before walking towards the vanity that held all my make-up, jewelry and car keys.
"Ready?" I ask, snatching the Jeep Wrangler keys and my wallet before heading out my door and down the stairs. I hear Lily scramble off the bed and try to shove on her wedges while walking, a talent she has perfected over the years of being my friend.
"You know, it would be nice to not have to run after you in heels." She replies irritably once she catches up to me, slightly panting. I turn my face to see her fixing her large brown purse into the crook of her arm before running her hands through her straightened hair to make sure it was perfect. I roll my eyes at her, thinking how she couldn't possibly get anymore girly when she takes out a tube of lip gloss and slides it across her lips. I was so wrong.
When she is done perfecting herself, I cant help but fuck with her by saying, "Feeling better now, Princess?"
"Shut up, ogre!" She snaps, shoving me lightly as we step outside into the bright midday sun.
I'm just about to open my mouth when a man in s trench coat suddenly appeared from thin air, making us both scream and jump back.
" You need to come now." He states firmly.