~Warren's Point of View~

"That girl is going to be the death of me." I muttered to myself as I sipped on a cup of coffee and rubbed my sore nose. Luckily I healed fast enough that there wouldn't be a bruise. As I was finishing my healthy fixing of bacon and eggs, I hear the unmistakable scream of Aurora, followed by her small feet stomping down the stairs.

"Sweet lucky charms Warren! You make me coo coo for coco puffs you know that?! Why did you use all of the hot water?" She shouted. Only Aurora could make cereal into bad words.

"I had an interesting run in with a vampire last night. I had to get all of the dirt out of my hair." I laughed as she glared at me, her bright green eyes flashing with anger.

"Oh go crunchatize yourself." She growled before turning around and stomping back up the stairs, where I heard a thump followed by an "I'm okay!".

I've been Aurora's guardian for three years now. We grew up in an orphanage together. She was always an odd ball, staying up in trees, and talking to animals. I, and I am ashamed to admit it, was one of the boys that use to make fun of her and tease her for being so different. Until I turned sixteen. A vampire came to the orphanage in search of children to change. I remember becoming very hot and an anger burned from within me. I wanted to kill that vampire with every fiber of my being. Then, the next thing I know. I'm a wolf, and I ripped that vampire to shreds. It was Aurora who found me standing over the the pieces of the vampire.

"You have to burn the pieces. Or else it'll pull itself back together." She spoke with a slight smile and she drug some sticks over to me.

"How much did you see?" I asked, only then realizing that I was completely naked. A blush burned my cheeks.

"Don't worry. I won't tell anyone. It's not like anyone listens to me anyways." She sighed as she removed her over sized robe and handed it to me, before she began rearranging the sticks.

"I'm sorry." I spoke up as she made a small fire and helped me put the pieces of the vampire in it.

"For what?" She asked as she looked up at me. Her eyes were a vibrant green.

"For picking on you."

"Oh, don't worry about that. I'm use to it." She giggled.

"But you shouldn't be. I think we should be friends. That way I can protect you from the mean kids." I spoke determinedly. She looked at me with a tilted head, before smiling at me.

"Alright, you have yourself a deal." She laughed as she shook my hand.

"Goodnight wolf." She finished as she winked at me, before going back to the girls rooms.

I stuck by her side after that, finding out all sort of things about her, like for one,her eyes were really a bright orange with golden flecks. She informed me that she used glamour so that people wouldn't notice how different they looked, and when she got super happy or incredibly angry, she glowed. When I turned eighteen, I stole her away and we left, and a year later, here we were in Forks, Washington, in an old house that was out in the woods, that we got for cheap. Probably because it was a real fixer-upper, with peeling paint, rickety stairs, and a leaky ceiling. Nothing that couldn't be fixed. I had a job at a local auto-repair shop, and Aurora secured a job at a local flower shop.

"I'm ready for my debut!" Ro laughed as she struck a pose, then twirled around in a circle. I had to admit that she grew into a real beauty from the gangly girl she use to be. Her hair was like golden silk, and fell to her waist. Her face was smooth and glowed as if she had swallowed the sun. Her figure finally filled in, leaving her with perfect curves. All of which clashed with her clumsy nature.

"Good, just in time for us to be late." I laughed as I snatched my bag from the counter and walked out to my pride and joy, a green 1969 Ford Gran Torino.

"Let's go driver! To school and fast!" Ro laughed as she jumped up and down. She was way to hyper for it to be this early.