I walk through the crowd of people on the boardwalk followed by my three best friends. We head to the carousel and stand in line. As we get closer to the entrance gate, I hear laughter from behind. I look and freeze. Blonde rock star long hair, piercing blue eyes. The boy with these features looks at me and I look at him. Our eyes lock and there is an instant connection. I continue to stare as the boy and his companions walk into the line. My friend Sarah shakes me back to reality and I follow her onto the carousel. We find two free horses and get on right as the carousel starts to move. I start to put the mysterious boy in the back of my mind as I listen to the music. But then, I see him again. He and his friends walk between the horses that me and Sarah are on. As he walks past, he looks back at me and smiles. I freeze again and stare. The smile was both inviting and threatening. It was the smile of a predator. I continue to stare after the boy until he and his friends jump off the carousel. As he hits the ground, my vision spins out of control and I black out.

When my vision comes back, I see that the carousel is gone and a bonfire has taken its place. I am no longer sitting on a carousel horse, but am lying on sand. I look around and see that I am on a beach. Suddenly, my ears are filled with screams. Terrible, terrifying screams. I look at the bonfire and gasp. Four grotesque beings are tearing guys apart and throwing body parts into the fire. As I look, I become even more horrified. The monsters are the boys from the carousel. I get up from the sand and try to back away, but my feet won't move. I keep trying to move my feet while at the same time, not looking away from the bonfire. As I look, the boy who smiled at me looks in my direction. My breath leaves my body as he smiles at me. It's the same smile. Inviting but threatening. As he smiles, he walks over from the bonfire. He walks behind me and wraps his arm around my waist. The second his arm touches me, my entire body freezes. I can't move a single muscle. The boy moves my hair and kisses my neck but soon the feeling of lips on my skin turns to fire as the boy sinks his fangs into my flesh. I gasp for breath as the pain intensifies. The fire doesn't go away but my vision does. I fall into blackness and am soon surrounded by icy coldness.

I gasp for breath as I open my eyes. The same dream from the night before. Everything in the dream was exactly the same. I had no clue what the dream could have meant. But I knew that it meant something if a person had the same dream two nights in a row. I rubbed my eyes and stretched before getting ready for the day. It was a ten and a half hour drive to Santa Carla, California from Boise City, Oklahoma. I was a little worried because Blaze and Blair tend to get irritable when they're in a car for a long time. I tried not to think about the two wolves as I got dressed for the day. I left my hair down and put on a simple crimson red t-shirt, navy blue skinny jeans, and my favorite pair of black knee-high converse with buckles. It was still chilly out so I put on my light blue aeropostale hoodie as I left my room with my bags.

As I shut the front door of the house, I heard tires on gravel and then the slight screech of brakes. I turned around and saw Blair, Blaze, and Sarah getting out of a black Silverado truck that belonged to Sarah's father. I felt a little over packed as I saw that the girls only had one bag each. But right as Sarah's father was getting ready to leave, Blair pulled out another bag from the back of the truck. Typical Blair. I gave her one my "Really?" looks as she passed. All she did was smile. I rolled my eyes and went to the garage where my truck was waiting.

I started the truck and smiled as the engine came to life. I listened to the engine and was lost in the sound. But, as I was listening, the truck shook violently. I looked around frantically, trying to figure out why the truck was shaking. But, as I looked past the rear-view mirror, I saw that it was only Blaze, trying to put her motorcycle in the back of my truck. I shook my head in annoyance and got out of the truck. Leave it to Blaze to forget the ramps. I helped her get her motorcycle the rest of the way in and then put my bike in, this time using the ramps.

I backed my truck out of the garage after securing the motorcycles with ratchet straps. As the truck rolled out, Blaze and Sarah brought out the trailer that went with my truck. They attached the trailer to the back of the truck and then loaded Blair and Sarah's motorcycles onto the trailer. We secured the bikes down with ratchet straps and then loaded our bags into the spaces between the bikes in both the bed of the truck and the trailer.

As we all got into the truck, my father came out of the house and said goodbye. I gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. I began to pull away from my father to get into the truck, but he grabbed my hand and slid something into it. I looked down and saw that he had given me a can of pepper spray. I started to give the can back, but he pushed my hand away.

"Take it. Just for a little extra protection. For me."

I accepted the can and gave him another hug. I then got into the driver's seat and shut the door of my truck. As I pulled away from the house, I saw my father waving in the rear-view mirror. I honked my horn twice which was our way of saying goodbye when in a car.