Hey people! Here is the sequel to my story Angelica! Hope you like it!
I also already posted the story the other day, so it should be up there.
Ps. Osama Bin Laden is dead! I found out last night and was so happy, but then again I got sad for some reason and got a bad feeling, well anyway, besides that, I am pretty gosh darn happy!
Alexandra 9 years old flashback
It was a bonfire day to celebrate my brother's Joseph and Carlo, along with some of my brother's friends, entering into the wolf pack.
I was walking with my best friend Celia to where all the other kids of the pack that were around our age were. Sadly, I was the youngest out of everybody, but I didn't mind.
We all sat in a circle and just talked. Celia and I were talking about the latest fiction book we have read when my mom called me over to her.
I scrambled off the ground saying a quick bye to Celia and walked over to my parents and my three brothers were. I also noticed that some of my brother's friends were there too.
"Yeah mom?" I asked when I got close enough that she could hear.
"Say hi to Joseph and Carlo, you haven't seen them in over a week." She replied.
What she said was true. It was just me and my other older brother Rocco at home for the last week. I mean, yeah I can annoy him, but I wanted to move on to annoying my other brothers.
I sighed and walked up to my brothers and gave them both a quick hug and started to walk away.
"Not so fast young lady." My mom scolded. I groaned and grudgingly walked over to my mom.
" What?" I asked not caring.
My mom just rolled my eyes at me and said, "Be nicer to your brothers. I know you have missed them, you get bored with just Rocco there."
"Hey, am I not good enough for you Alex? I'm insulted." Rocco said sarcastically.
I replied just as sarcastically, "Well dearest broth of mine, you are not good enough for me. I would much rather have Joe and Carlo than you. You are no fun, I mean really? All you do is sit there and watch TV. At least with Joe and Carlo there is some action."
He just rolled his eyes and grumbled something under his breath that didn't go unnoticed. My brothers friends started to laugh and I rolled my eyes.
"Can I go now?" I whined to my parents.
"No." my father said.
I glared at him with all my might and he glared back as well. I inherited my anger problems and attitude from my dad. When he was younger, he was supposedly really mean and all that.
"Paul sweetie, stop glaring at my baby." My mom said. "And you," I looked at her innocently while she pointed at me, "be nice to your father."
I nodded and plopped myself on the ground. I noticed that my dad and brothers left me and my mom alone to go with the rest of the pack.
I looked up at the sky to see the stars. They were beautiful, all sparkly and bright, they lit up the sky with their brightness. My mom lay down next to me and looked up at them as well.
"Momma how do you find your answers?" I asked.
"I find my answers by those written in the stars." She replied.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, if you look close enough, they hold answers. I suppose you could say they lead you in the right direction." She replied.
"Thanks." I told her while smiling.
"Guys, it's time to eat!" Called my Aunt Emily.
I gingerly sat up. My mom looked at me and smiled at me. I gave one back to her and we both stood up. I dusted of the dirt and made my way to table of food.
All the women and children got their food first. All the wolves had to wait because of their horrendous appetite.
I grabbed a paper plate and put a hot dog on my plate. Everyone had more than me but I didn't mind. I wasn't that hungry. Plus if I was hungry later, I would live. My dad and brothers eat enough for more than enough for our whole family.
I nibbled on my hot dog. I really didn't favor hot dogs. I just ate them because I had to. If I had a choice, I pick a burger, but alas, there were people here who wanted one more than I do. I could live with a hot dog knowing that there are people out there that don't have food at all.
I was slowly, but surely done with my hot dog and got up to throw the plate away. I was about to put it in the trash when I was pushed to the opposite side of the trash. I fell to the ground hard and landed on my right hand.
I gasped in pain but held in my tears and looked yup. Their stood15 year old Dante, Kim and Jared Grayson's son.
He just stared at me. He stared at me like I meant the world to him, like I was his everything, like I was the most important thing in the world. That's when I realized the situation we were in.
He imprinted on me!
I didn't particularly like him. He was my brother Carlo's best friend. How were they going to talk this over now? I wonder if Carlo and Joe will get really mad. Ha ha, that will be fun to watch.
I noticed that Dante was still staring at me and I snapped my fingers in front of his face.
"Dante, you there?" I questioned.
He finally snapped out of it and grabbed my right hand. I hissed in pain and he looked at me regretfully.
"I'm so sorry." He said to me while his eyes looked so depressed.
"It's ok. Can you just take me to my mom though?" I asked.
He nodded and helped me up. He put his arm around my shoulder and led me over to my mom. My dad was with her and looked at us questionably.
"What happened?" my father asked.
"I fell." I said then looked away.
"No she didn't. I accidently pushed her and she fell on her hand." Dante said looked so regretful and his eyes shown so much love
My dad looked at the way Dante was looking at me and growled out, "No."
"I'm sorry." Dante stuttered out.
I noticed that everyone's attention was to us. Probably because my dad was shaking and glaring at Dante with too much hate imaginable.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Joe asked.
"He imprinted on her." My dad growled. Dante pushed me behind him protectively.
Joe glared at Dante but then he started to push dad toward the woods. Hopefully my dad wouldn't phase again after so long. The thing was, I have never seen my dad so mad like he was now. That's when I remembered.
Dante imprinted on me!
Alexandra POV age 15 present time
Over the last five years, a lot has happened. One, Rocco changed into a wolf when I was about 12 and he was 15. Now, Rocco was 16 and turning 17 soon. The twins Joe and Carlo were 21 and so was Dante.
Dante has been a big brother and a friend so far in my life and that is all I want. I don't want to be lovers, ever. I mean, imprinting forces us to be together, and I don't find it fair to Dante that he has to deal with me.
Dante deserves so much better than me. He is a 21 year old guy, and is supposed to end up with a 15 year old girl, not to mention he is 6 years older than me!
I need answers, so I'll just see what's written in the stars.