Chp 1 A Monster Rearranges My Closet

"Gah! Nothing to wear!" I shrieked. How was I supposed to be ready for my date in... 45 MINUTES! Oh god oh no, oh god oh no.

Okay, maybe I should explain some things now. My name's Spencer Taylor, and I'm not usually like this. Sure I'm a bit of a fashionista, but I'm into rebel/punk clothes and comic books. That sort of 'fashionista'. And I had a date with the hottest guy in the world right now, and I was going to miss it if I don't hurry up! I'm your average 15 year old teenage girl, I drool over cute guys, complain about teachers, and spread gossip with my friends. I lived with my mum, Laura Taylor, and younger brother, Garreck Taylor. My dad left us when I was born, I know weird. Mum never talked about him.

I was born in England, and we've been traveling ever since. Mum was an archeologist or something and I could speak almost any language you could name. Right now we were plopped down in a miniature town called Dutton, Montana. It was so small. Everyone knew everyone, and everyone knew everyone's secrets.

Anyways, I had a date with the hottie of the high school, my opinion, named Matthew Dagner. Or something like that. He had perfect black hair, short duh! And these beautiful brown eyes. It was my first date since Hungary, and I wanted to make a good impression on this town.

"Aeropostale...no...Hollister...no..." I mumbled to myself as I dug through my closet. My best friend here was a boy, his name was Grover and he had curly brown hair and a limp. He always wore a baseball cap and was always excused from gym. He even had a hint of a goatee. He was nice enough, but I couldn't ask him for fashion tips.

"Ahh ha!" I said triumphantly, holding up my Romwe Bat Sweater, "Now to find my tights."

"Seriously Spence?" I heard a little voice from behind me pipe up. I whipped around to find Garreck holding my...BRA!

"Garreck!" I screamed, snatching my pink bra back, it took me forever to convince mum to get this for me, Victoria's Secret wasn't a cheap secret.
Garreck was bursting out laughing.

"You really shouldn't leave that where I could find them!" He choked out, that place was also know as the rinse cycle on the washing machine.

"Haha, that was so funny I forgot to laugh," I said sarcastically, "now unless you want to see me change into this I'd scram."

His jade green eyes widened and he bolted off, slamming the door behind him. I chuckled under my breathe and went back to choosing my outfit.

30 Minutes Later

I finally had the perfect outfit! My Romwe Bat Sweater (like duh!), Calzedonia Tights, Romwe Velvet shorts over that, Zara Velvet Loafers, and a Romwe Floral Blouse (A/N this is an outfit by CutiePieMarzia and I'll be using a lot of outfits by her). Now for makeup and hair. I brushed my golden/brown wavy hair and quickly did an elaborate fish tail before letting it fall. Then I put some eyeliner around my violent violet eyes, I know, my eyes freaked me out too. Garreck and I didn't have the same father, if you haven't figured that out already. Then I applied some light blue eyeshadow and lip gloss. I don't really like mascara, I end up poking my eyes to many times to comprehend.

And I just used up 5 more minutes. Well, better wait. I sat on a neon orange bean bag, cranked up the radio and sat down with a nice X-Men volume 1 episode 1 comic book. I finished three more until the doorbell rang. I checked my watch, it was 7:50, gosh 5 minutes late.

I dashed down the stairs and flung open the front door to see a dazzling Matthew. His teeth flashed, gosh, was it just me or were they a little pointy? Bah, to many comic books.

"You look great!" I complemented, taking in his ripped up jeans and white shirt stained with red?

"So do you." His voice sounded different.

"What's on your..." I said, pointing at his red shirt.

"Oh just some blood from my enemies," He said before busting out laughing, I feebly chuckled with him. I was about to say something else, but he cut me off, "and you're one of them."

Wait what?

All of a sudden, he pounced on me. My years of martial art classes kicked into play, I quickly rolled out of the way, causing him to go head first into a coat rack. He was buried in coats but quickly emerged, my black Lazzari coat still on him. And then he began to morph. His eyes turned to slits, his teeth sharpened a considerable amount, his perfect tan turned to a scaly green, he grew claws, and he started to grow until he was 7 feet tall.

"What the fuck?!" I screamed, before he lashed down with his sharp talons, cutting the place I had just been seconds ago.

I ran over to the fireplace and grabbed to fire poker, stabbing him in his slitted eye. He hissed in pain, and swiped again, this time taking out a small chair.

"Spencer! What's going on in-OH MY GOD!" Garreck shrieked.

"Garreck, get behind me, I won't let it hurt you!" I yelled at him, flipping over Beat Matthews claw as it took out a lamp.

"Won't let what hurt me?" He yelled back. I froze, just for a second, but that was enough for the monster to scrape my arm, causing me to shriek and drop down.

"You mean... you can't... see...it?" I said weakly, having to duck out of the way once again.

"Of course he can't," The Monster hissed out, "a puny mortal like him can't see squat!"

"Don't talk that way about my brother!" I shrieked with fury, grabbing a lamp and stabbing it in its other eye, now it was blinded.

"Garreck! Grab mum and get out!" I yelled to my brother. He just gave me a confused look and ran to grab mum. But I didn't know he'd bring mum back.

The beast took a random swipe, missing me, but nearly beheading my mother. She shrieked, oh good she can see it too.

"Spencer, are you okay!" She said running towards me, until the monster took another swipe, relaying on his ears.

"Mum, you and Garreck, get out, I'll handle the thing." I screamed jumping over his arm once again.

Mum wrapped her arms around Garreck, and ran out, but before she did she turned around.

"Spencer! Use your belt!" She yelled before running out the back door, since the front room was occupied.

My belt? I didn't have a belt with this outfit. And then it hit me! My favorite belt, my mum gave it to me on my 13th birthday from Greece. I quickly ran up half the stairs and screamed.

"Hey ugly!" I taunted, "You weren't that hot before, and think about now!"

Matthew the Monster yelled enraged before crashing up the stairs.

I ran into my room and started digging through my closet just like earlier, until I found my beautiful silver belt with a bronze buckle. What was I supposed to do, stab him with the buckle point or whatever it was called?

The Monster crashed into my room I squeaked and then ran over to my bed, opposite of my closet. It heard the squeak by the closet and started digging through it. Omygosh! He was ruining my clothes! I'm getting way to girly for my good.

Suddenly my Black Zara Shirt flew up in shreds. I caught it and gasped, Mr. Monster didn't hear me though.

"Not the Zara you bitch!" I screamed , causing him to turn and me to pounce.

I landed on his back and he raked mine multiple times, but I held on. I held tight to the chunky belt and leaned over, stabbing him in the heart multiple times. All of a sudden he burst into dust, and I fell to the ground, landing on my but, my outfit totally ruined. I checked out the back window, my family was gone. I then ran over to my brothers room and checked out of his baseball curtains, there were police cars, shit.

I walked down, belt in hand. I was covered in blood and monster dust. I slowly opened the door and walked out to people screaming, no one even noticed the girl in torn up clothes that was covered in blood, naw who would?

All of a sudden I heard a bleat, like from a goat, and Grover walked up, more like trotted. From the waist down he was a, goat?

"Spencer! Spencer! Are you okay?" He asked hysteria in his voice.

"Well, Grover the Goat-Man, I'm a little tired and loosing blood fast, but other than that, I'm fine, just peachy." Man, I could even be sarcastic when dying!

"Oh right, I should get you to camp!" He said, grabbing my hand and pulling me along. I tripped over my own feet and crashed down onto the ground, breaking my nose.

"Oww..." I said, my face still smashed against the ground.

"Oh sorry." Grover said, helping me up. He threw my arm around his shoulder and his around mine and then we walked, well he more scampered, over to his old jeep.

He laid me down in the back seat and quickly hopped into the front. My vision was starting to go black around the edges, and Grover driving like a maniac didn't help my upset stomach.

Grover sat there mumbling stuff like, 'gotta tell Chiron' and 'gods this is horrible' wait wasn't there only one god? I really don't know anymore.

I...was so...sleepy.

I...would...have...to...get...a new...wardrobe...

With that thought I slipped into a dreamless sleep.

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