Everyone is staring at me. I'm staring at my reflection. I realize that in the window I can see everyone's true forms.

More than a few are werewolves and from the looks a few are throwing at Josh and the slowly filling blood bag vampires.

I see a ghost that I wouldn't otherwise see and what appeared to be a changeling and then Josh. The human.

I turn to face Josh.

"I have no idea what I am."

He looked like he was about to say something then stopped and turned away.

I stood on shaky feet walked over and unhooked him from the blood bag.

I raised it up a little bringing it into attention, "I'll be taking this if you don't mind."

Josh just shrugged. I went out the backdoor and walked home.

Halfway home I became aware of someone following me. I smelled the air and relaxed.

"What are you guys doing here?"

I turn around and wait until Taj, Samuel and Ricky come out of hiding.

"Can I help you guys?"

Taj fixes his eyes on mine and spoke,

"We have decided that as your friends we want to know more about you."

I smile tiredly, "I already told you. I don't know what I am. I know that I have a few abilities that I can use when I want to, if that's what you're talking about."

"What kind?"

I sigh and sit down on a bench.

"Let's see, where do I begin? I guess we could start with the fact that I'm extremely old, four hundred forty-one to be exact. I have the ability to be telepathic, telekinetic and super strong when I am nourished.

I can turn full fledge vampire or werewolf and then turn into the beast! I look into any kind of reflective surface and I can see peoples' true forms. I have a necklace that I gave my friend that burns me sometimes! I have lapses in my memories that I can't recall!

I totally killed my history teacher, brutally maimed one of my only friends couple hundred years ago and almost killed my vampire teacher when I was seven, somehow leaving him brutally scarred! I don't know who or what I am! I don't know!"

The guys try to comfort me but really have no idea what to do when someone is crying. I end up talking to them for a long time before their dad calls them it only then really occurs to me that they are siblings.

I smile and say goodbye, and walk off.

I stop again not long after,

"Don't you need to be getting back home?"

I can't hide the stuffiness of my voice. It's a clear give-away that I had been crying.

Josh speaks,

"I have a few questions I need answered. You're the only one who can answer them."

I give a humorless laugh,

"Not sure how much help I'll be. You heard me earlier, I don't remember a lot of things."

"It all right. These should be things that you should know."

I sigh,

"Hit me."

"Who was your teacher?"

"His name was William."

"His family name?"

"…Harrison."

"How old were you?"

"Seven."

"Your friend whom you brutally maimed?"

"Blake… Harrison."

"How old were you?"

"One hundred ninety-eight."

"The family that took you in?"

"While I don't know how you know that…Harrison."

"How old were you?"

"I don't remember anything until my third year in which I was already in the care of your family."

"Did you kill the teacher?"

I closed my eyes, "Yes."

"What is the necklace?"

"A howling wolf."

"What is its importance?"

"It was my last gift to my last friend."

" Who? Why?"

"Blake. For an apology."

"For what?"

"For almost allowing the beast to kill him."

I feel tears running down my face.

"Are you… Are you gonna kill me? Cause if you are I dont blame you. I would wasn't to kill me too."

"No I'm not going to kill you."

I turn to face him and found him a lot closer than I had thought.

I fact we were almost nose to nose. I can feel his breath on my skin. He's staring right into my eyes.

"Final question: What is your relationship with the gorgons?"

"We're friends."

He smiles and begins to lean in. I pull away,

"Wha-at are you doing?"

He pulls back and looks at me like I'm crazy,

"I'm kissing you."

"Yeah, I get that part. Why?"

"Be-cause I like you?"

I stare/glare at him with my arms crossed while he stares at me with a face that is telling me that he isn't completely sure why he just tried to kiss me but I was way overreacting.

"Is that a question or a statement?"

"I like you."

"We barely know each other."

"We can get to know each other."

"Friends. After we are friends and we know each other well enough to like each other than we'll think about" – I make a vague gesture of his face - "That."

He laughs and pulls away, "Okay. Okay. I get it friends first."

He turns and starts to walk away until something seems to occur to him he turns back to me,

"Uh.. as a friend I must request that we act like this never happened. Please?" I nod and he walks away.

I smile and go home. I'm opening my door when it occurs to me that he could have just been trying to comfort me knowing id have some funny reaction that he could use to make me relax.

If that had been his intention it had both worked and slightly backfired.

I was now less worried about the teacher monster incident and more concerned with staying out of kissing range of the guy.

I laugh and go upstairs to my room. On the way there I stop and open the bathroom door allowing a raccoon to escape from its short term prison. I look in the mirror at my beast reflection.

"Thank you."

Is it just me or did my reflection just cock its head?

I went with it. It looked like my reflection just asked me what I was thanking it for.

"For giving me the warning and allowing me to be in control – mostly."

The beast nods. I turn and walk out, freaked out by the episode.

I walk up the wall and go to sleep.

I curse myself in the morning. My alarm says ten fifty-three.

Wayy past time for school. I am so late. I drop to the ground and hurry with my getting ready for the day.

Then I punch myself. It's a Saturday.

I go outside and go for a nice long walk where I spout profanity at my stupidity.

I hear rustling in the bushes and I silence my dirty talking.

I see four wolves come out of the bushes only a few paces from where I am. One of them looks around while the others either look to him or sniff the ground.

The looker looks into my hideout and growls. My necklace begins to burn.

I burst out of my hideout before even I know what I doing and have quickly dispatched the looker and have another by the throat in my hand.

I notice with some interest that I did this without the intention of doing so and I am in the form of the beast.

I close my eyes long enough for the beast to kill the wolf and then turn to the remaining two. They are fighting each other. One is obviously losing.

She looks like she had been wounded before the fighting had even began. She also seems strangely familiar.

I take control of the beast and take both by their scruffs, pulling them apart.

I look at the strangely familiar one and my necklace cools, I loom to the other and it burns. I bang his head on a tree with minimal force, knocking him out effectively.

I take both into my house and tend to them both.

When they both turn back into humans I know that they were in fact werewolves, and that I was right to have not trusted the male.

He has a tattoo on his left shoulder that is the emblem of a notorious human killing monster gang. They sometimes even went so far as to kill their own kind for protecting or having anything to do with humans.

Last I had heard they had been in Las Vegas. What were they doing here?

I tie him up and go outside to dispose of his friends, all of whom bear the same tattoo.

When I go back in the woman is awake – she had fainted shortly after I had knocked the other guy out – and scared.

I hold my hands up in an a gesture to show that I wont hurt her. She gapes at me for a moment than drops to the floor.

"My lady! Your alive! My lady!"

I stare at the wounded woman who had just fallen to the floor calling me her lady and searched my mind for what the heck she was talking about.

"Huh?"