Prologue-Alexis Apostolopolus

Hello, my name is Alexis Apostolopolus. My last name is Greek, explains the longness right? I don't care if it doesn't! I come from a family who doesn't appreciate surprises. I come from a loud family, who is very hyper-active. Well, I should say that my mom is hyper-active my dad not so much. I have two other siblings, and a dog. I am the youngest in my family. I live in Glastonbury CT. I am best friends with Cleo Weston, and Mallory Rumson. Cleo is the serious one; Mallory is the one who doesn't know what is going on. I am the crazy one who is always getting into trouble, and having Cleo get me out of it. My story starts simply.

Chapter 1

I am walking in the woods. My siblings don't want to hang out with me, and Mallory and Cleo are busy. I feel a little pain in my stomach nothing major, so I keep walking. I wonder what everyone is up too. I hang out with Cleo almost every day, I practically live there. Sometimes that gives me an excuse to escape my life. I keep walking, I hear this annoying crow, squawking and squawking away. I finally look up to see where it is, and I finally take a deep breath. I am getting farther and farther away from my house, but that doesn't seem to bother me a whole lot. I finally feel this throbbing pain in my head, and then the pain in my stomach comes back, not seeming to go away as before. Finally I start hearing things, where are you, where are you, I hear in my head. I don't know what to say, or think.

"What the hell is going on with me?!" I yell to the sky. The voice keeps repeating, where are you, where are you. But I don't know who it is, and my mom always told me not to talk to strangers, I guess this counts as a stranger right? The voice says something it didn't say before, are you okay? I feel a sort of epiphany come on. A turning point, this voice, this person calling out to me, I don't believe that it is a bad person, or a thing. I know this because a bad being wouldn't ask me if I was alright. It doesn't make sense! I want to respond, but I don't know how.

A shockwave runs from my toes, to the top of my head. Spreading through every vessel in my body, every hair on the top of my head. Suddenly I feel an explosion. The voice comes clearer now, I know where you are, I'm coming. I don't know if I should be afraid or thankful that this person is coming. When I look down, I see a massive distance, between the top of my head, and the ground. Did I grow seven feet in the past second? I hear a chuckle come from not me, but inside my head. Then, I decide, I can't take this any longer. I try to scream, but a ripping howl escapes my mouth. I look around to see if anyone is coming, knowing that no one is fast enough to come that quick. As I look around, I spot my clothes ripped to pieces all around me, but I can't find my other shoe. I look all around, but I can't seem to find it. Finally I look in the last place anyone would look, up. I see my shoe dangling from a branch on an evergreen tree. How the hell did it get up there, I think to myself. I wonder why my clothes are sprawled out over the forest floor. I look at myself, cause I'm not cold at all, actually I'm pretty warm. As I look down, I see fur everywhere, white fur! I look at my hands. They are not hands! They're enormous paws, am I having a déjà vu, Twilight moment here or what? They're black paws, same with my feet. Finally when I look up, I spot an enormous sandy colored wolf. He looks a lot like Seth, I think to myself.

I am Seth, I hear him think.

How the hell did . . . You know I don't care, just tell me what the hell happened to me! I feel the adrenaline rush through my veins.

Whoa, calm down Alexis, Seth thinks, you're going to lose control.

I don't care, if I freaking lose control I scream in my head, I'm going to fricken lose control if you don't tell me what happened to me.

First, I want you to relax so I can have a normal conversation with you.

Fine, I'm relaxed.

I can feel the tension in your body, Seth thinks likes a wise ass. I take a deep breath and try to calm myself. I hear another voice come into play in my mind.

Hey is everything under control, I hear the new voice ask.

No, I think, actually, nothing is under control, I still don't know what the hell happened, I don't know who the hell you are, and I'm freaking out!

Obviously, the voice says sarcastically.

Don't be a smart ass; just tell me what the hell happened to me, so I can get on with the rest of my life.

Okay, the new voice says, I'm Jacob, Jacob Black.

Stop being stupid, you don't have the same name as the people in Twilight. So just tell me who you are.

I . . . am . . .Seth Clearwater, the giant sandy werewolf says.

And . . . I . . . am . .. Alexis Apostolopolus, NOT STUPID!

That's one long last name.

No comment needed, I scream back to the so called, "Jacob Black," in my head. I then see a big russet colored wolf appear before my huge, massive, eyes. Both wolves walk behind a tree. NO WAIT, I DIDN'T SAY TO LEAVE ME, I complain in my head.

Soon they both come back out, in human form. All off a sudden I feel very calm. I then look down at myself.

"HOLY SHIT I'M NAKED," I yell, "CLOSE YOUR EYES,"

"I have a sister," Seth says.

"And I have two," Jacob says.

"WELL I'M NOT YOUR FREAKING SISTERS, NOW CLOSE YOU'RE EYES YOU PERVERTS!!" I boom. Shit Shit Shit! I think to myself as I look around for my bra and underwear. I find my underwear, ripped to pieces in front of Jacob, and my bra dangling on a branch above Seth's head, "Oh, my god," Oh my Cleo . . . Inside joke.

"Here," Seth says tossing me some shorts, and a sweatshirt.

"How did you guys get clothes?" I ask pathetically.

"We brought them smart one," Jacob chuckles.

"It was a hypothetical question," I say.

"Isn't it rhetorical question?" Seth asks.

"Oh shut up!" I say, "And don't look up," I say slipping the shorts on.

"Why not?" Jacob says looking up, "Oh," He says looking at me topless, and then down at the ground. I pull the sweatshirt over my head.

"Okay!" I say, "You can look,"ith me, and MAllory,on'

"So what do you want to know?" Jacob asks. I put my hands on my hips and look at him with an expression that says, 'Are you friggin' kidding me?!'

"Whose sweatshirt am I wearing?" I ask sarcastically. "Are you stupid!?" I take a deep breath and calm down.

"ME!" Seth calls raising his hand proudly. "It's my sweatshirt… And I want it back after! I like that one."

"Don't worry I am not out to steal your sweatshirt. Ok, now that this is established, what the hell happened to me!" I yell.

"Okay," Seth says, "See . . ."

"Point 1, you're a werewolf, B, don't tell anyone, and 4th I'M HUNGRY!" He says. Seth rolls his eyes at him.

"You mean, A, B, C and 1,2,3 right?" Seth asks with a worried expression.

"Yeah that one," Jacob says. I giggle at Jacob's response. Seth rolls his eyes.

"Let's get going," Seth says.