I knew when I woke up this morning that the day was going to be big, big and horrible. The very first thing I noticed when I woke up was that there was some very loud music playing. Oh, I had dance today. The studio was recently relocated to my basement which gave me a lot more time at home and a lot more time with my friends.

By sheer power of will I got my lazy butt out of the bed and threw on some blue soffe shorts. My mom/dance teacher wouldn't be very happy that I wasn't wearing something "more suitable" but it was just way to hot to be wearing real pants.

Well, it felt way to hot. I stumbled over to the TV in my bedroom and turned on the weather channel. Huh, forty-six. Felt like eighty to me. (Fahrenheit)

I walked to the mirror and I noticed was how different I looked in the morning. My long brown, almost black hair was a debatable mix between tangly and curly (turly ha ha), compared to later, when it would just have some waves. My skin, while still holding the weird golden undertones that it had, looked kind of pale. It wouldn't for long, though. After I ate, my skin looked more alive and my lips would take on a pretty pink instead of being freakishly close to the color of the rest of my skin. Lastly, my brown eyes, like always, looked kind of flat. If you looked at them from far away, they could almost pass for black.

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Dance passed fast, even though I really hadn't been in the mood for dance class today. The dance room in our basement was usually one of the coolest places in the house, but not recently. It had been hot everywhere! I couldn't escape it. I had been keeping the air cleaner in my room turned to "high" to cool it down but that only kept it five or ten degrees cooler than the rest of the house.

But dance was over now and Sarah and I were in my backyard, under my favorite tree, listening to our favorite music. I looked at Sarah. She was kind of young, but still, very pretty. She had long, curly blond hair that came about three fourths down her back and deep blue eyes. Her skin was different than mine though. Hers was light peach with lots of freckles. I, being a strange mix of German, Irish, Cherokee, Chippewa, and some other random Indian tribes and European countries, had darker peach with a strange gold. You couldn't really tell what my heritage was from just looking at me, but if you knew you'd be, like, "duh."

"Lexi?" Sarah asked.

"Hmm?"

"Why'd you stop eating meat?"

She, along with most of my friends, simply couldn't understand my decision to become a vegetarian a few months ago. I knew God had put animals here for us to eat but was it right to eat them when we didn't need to? I wasn't completely sure, but I wasn't going to take any chances while I tried to figure it out.

"Sarah, in the words of Whitney brown 'I'm not a vegetarian because I love animals; I'm a vegetarian because I hate plants.'"

"Huh?"

"Sarah, just let it sink in."

Right now, she was thirteen and I was fourteen but I would be fifteen soon. Still, it was times like these that I could rub my older and superior intellect in her face. Mean, but, what are you gonna do?

"Lexi, I get it, but I don't see how it explains anything."

"Then you must not get it."

"Whatever."

She did get it, but I really didn't have the best explanation. I just didn't feel right eating flesh.

"Okay, enough fighting, sorry. What do you want to listen to?" I said, and turned to my I-pod and speakers.

"Categories."

"Seventies, forties, or now?"

"Now" She always preferred the newer music of 2009 to the classics. Lame, that's what it was.

"Would you like main stream or would you like me to further educate your taste in music?"

"Um, let's get educational up in here" I could hear the smile in her voice.

"Okay, how about...I'll Be There For You by Flyleaf."

"Works for me."

The song started and as the lyrics played I thought back to the beginning of Sarah and I's friendship. She and I had been best friends since I was four and she was two. We had met when my mom's dance studio had been in the old shopping center across from the pizza hut. Due to my mother going into nursing, though, the studio had relocated to my house, which was just fine with me.

"Sarah?" I tried to think of the words to apologize for my temper lately. I was usually pretty darn cheerful but I had been short with her today. Then I realized, she hadn't answered.

I sat up hastily, she wasn't there. I heard a strangled sound from about ten feet away. I got up quickly to see what it was and, to my horror, saw a pale woman bent over my struggling best friend a little ways away.

I was so... furious. I, quite literally, saw red. And then, I think I died. I just... exploded.

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I was confused, to say the least, but I wasn't really me anymore. Instinct completely took over. I remember ripping and tearing and the next thing I knew there was just me standing there with, a bleeding and screaming, Sarah and a pile of random, stinky, chalky-white body parts.

I didn't know what to do but as I moved over to Sarah these two huge wolfs ran up. They hesitated only a moment before going into action. One went behind a tree and, I swear on peanuts, came back a man.

I stood in front of Sarah growling, oh yeah, growling. While the man/wolf thing burned the pile of body parts.

The other wolf just stood there watching me curiously. I thought I heard someone talking but I was a little too preoccupied at the time to listen. I stood in front of Sarah, trying to protect her from the massive wolf.

As the pile burned, the man walked over and began to talk calmly to me.

"Calm down, we're not going to hurt either of you, but if we don't get her to someone soon then she might bleed-out."

I wasn't sure if I could trust him but I didn't see how I had much of a choice. I let him walk over to Sarah. He picked her up and settled her atop the large wolf standing across from me. I didn't like this but, what was I gonna do?

It was about this moment that I realized that I was eye level the massive wolf in front of me.

I looked down at feet that, most obviously, did not belong to me. They were paws! Mother flapping paws! I didn't understand.

I heard a small whining and realized it was coming from me. And that's about the time everything went black.