BeBe: *sigh* I really do not own the Night World. If I did, I wouldn't be sitting here typing this on fanfiction, but instead transforming it into a book

The black haired boy gazed hardly up at his father, hidden by the shadows. His face twisted in mean anger.

"You know what you have to do." the man said, coldly.

With the shadows covering his face, it appeared as if the man hadn't moved, but the boy knew better. The voice was obviously his father's. There wasn't a single ounce of caring in the voice, which was how he knew.

The boy nodded, no expresion crossed his face as he did so. But, from the deep corners of his mind, he was cursing his father with every word he knew.

"I will not let you down."

Brittany moaned as her little brother, Anthony, jumped up onto her bed. It was way too early to be getting up. She peaked over the edge of her blanket to see him wearing nothing but his underwear.

Any other girl would be disgusted to see their 10-year-old brother in his underwear, but Anthony walked around in it all the time.

"Go away." she hissed, rubbing her eyes.

Anthony stuck out his tounge before running out of her room and slamming the door.

Brittany moaned, groaned, and swore under her breath as she pulled herself out of bed. God, she hated school. Sometimes, she fanasized burning the place down. She had to admit, it would be a beautiful sight.

Watching every last ounce of homework burn away before her very eyes. Then doing the same thing to all the other middle schools with in driving distance sho she couldn't get sent to any of those either.

She threw on jeans and her favorite shirt. One that her older cousin, Aaron had given her. He had accidentally gotten two once and she was the only one there when he found out. It was the summer before his senior year-las year-when it happened, so it was still too big for her. It was a black t-shirt with monkeys dressed as ninjas holding mid-evil weapons. Beneath them in big white box letters it said: BE NICE TO ME OR I'LL SICK MY NINJA MONKEYS ON YOU.

After she was done getting dressed, Brittany crossed the hall to her private bathroom. She looked around, remembered that she took terrible car of it, it stunk, and that she hated it. Brittany shrugged and went upstairs to her parents' bathroom.

~NWNWNWNWNWNW~

" I need to get myself a ticket of my own." Brittany groaned to her friend, Karina.

Karina sighed. "Who was it this time?"

Brittany slammed her locker shut. School had been over for over 10 minutes so it was only her, Karina and a girl named Ashlyn in the halls. Ashlyn never talked so Brittany didn't care if she over heard. In truth, Brittany actually liked the girl, she was just to damn shy.

"Devon." Brittany slung her bright green shoulder bag over her shoulder and began to walk towards the exit. "I honestly thought he hated me."

Karina smiled. "I knew that he liked you." Brittany rolled her eyes. "Come on, the whole school knows it."

By now, Brittany wasn't listening. "Do you think it'll took wierd if I ask Doug?" she asked.

Doug had been one of her friends since they were in second grade. He would surely go with her to the musical to keep other boys off her back.

"You could always say that you had no desire to see it."

Brittany glanced over at ther best friend. "Karina, in you world, does 2 and 2 equal 4?"

"What?"

Honestly, sometimes Brittany wondered how it was Karina who got in to all the advance classes, and not her.

"Everyone knows that your in it. And everyone nknows that me and you are practically joined at the hip. So of course i would want to go see it-" Brittany gasped as she checked the clock. "Ohmigod! I'm late!" she cried, and ran out the door.