Chapter 1

Little Me.

You know how sometimes we make a mistake that later we really regret. Like that time in third grade when I broke Justin Conner's nose, because he said that the color of my hair was strange. Yeah, then I was grounded for two weeks. Or like in eight grade when I said to Ms. Leymap that she's a racist, 'cause she declaimed that when the black people were slaves everything was perfectly fine. Bullshit! The only difference between me and the other people is that I don't regret anything. That was one of the reasons why I ended up here, where is actually nowhere – in this god-forgotten place called Forks, Washington. It really sucks to be me sometimes, but I never really got a lot of friends, only Berty, who was like my second brother.

Oh, yes. I got to tell you about my family too. Let's start with the parents. Actually parent. My mother is nowhere to be found. But my dad is a pretty cool guy. Well, the coolest any parent can be after they gone over 40. My dad, Rick, is so hilarious that I even start laughing just by thinking of him. He's a painter, but he sucks when it comes to dating. I mean, he knows everything about paint and brushes, but he blows up every chance of getting himself a woman. He is 1,79 m tall with this pretty cool brown hair that already goes white. Now, let's talk about Dean. Dean, Dean, Dean… My little brother. If I got to be correct, we are twins, but I'm with 3 minutes and 34 seconds older! And I always like to shove it in his face! I know, I'm pretty mean, aren't I? My brother looks pretty much like my father – same hair and eyes color, but Dean is taller – 1,86 m. Usually he's the serious one and I always smile /usually/. Dean knows I'm that dumb as I look like, but he's not aware that I know way more than him. I am the gray sheep in the family. The gray, not the black. My mother, Taria, hold the big gold cup with "BLACK SHEEP" on it. I got the silver one, 'cause I look a lot like her. I'm taller than most of the girls my age – 1,73, I got my mother's big light blue eyes, my hair is long 'till the middle of my back and the end of my hair is blue. I'm telling you now, that I did not color it, I'm born like that.

So, you want me to tell you some secrets? Before I moved I lived in London, England. It was pretty nice, 'till there came some really "stinky" vampires. One second me and my brother are going for a walk in the park and the other one, he turn into a werewolf. I know that he's actually a shape-shifter, but that doesn't really matter. My dad is not from England, he's actually from a reservation called La Push near Forks. That's why my brother has it in his blood. My dad told Dean everything when he first turn into his wolf form, but I knew from way back time. One of the biggest laughs are that Dean doesn't know that I know that he's a werewolf! I know you want to know why I know these things? Well, let's just say that I got a lot from my mother's side. I'm not actually a human. No, I'm not a half-vampire. That's sick! I cannot tell you now what I am, 'cause I want to surprise you all. I will just tell you that – My name is Willow Dustan and my middle name is Death!