Chapter 2: Moving

Nessie's POV

I retreated to my room once the packing was finished. I really didn't want to be bothered by my sister's constant complaining. Five hours on the plane tomorrow would be bad enough. I didn't need to subject myself to more torture.

I heard the door open. I didn't even need to look to know that it was my dog Buddy. Even he had been in a bit of a bad mood lately. Mainly because he would be forced to leave his girlfriend. A golden retriever that happened to live next to us.

So it was a complete surprise when he started to sniff and lick my face.

"What do you want?"

He glared right at me. His icy blue eyes were surprisingly startling.

"Just trying to comfort you Nessie. Us dogs are good at that you know" he said as he licked my face again.

"I thought you were in a bad mood to though?"

"I'm trying to get over it. It's hard though but I have to accept what is"

I sighed.

"Don't worry Buddy you'll find another girlfriend. Me on the other hand? I'll never have human friends. At least I got you"

"Hey new place, new start. Stop being so pessimistic"

I laughed. "When did you get so smart?"

"Having fur and four paws doesn't make one stupid. Thought you'd know that by now"

I giggled.

We stopped talking when we heard footsteps approaching. I've been caught talking to animals before and explaining myself isn't exactly easy. It also made me the laughing stock of the entire school. Even my sister thought I was nuts. That was also around the time she started distancing herself from me. Sadly.

We didn't speak again until we were sure that they were gone.

"I'm going downstairs for a snack. I'll be right back"

I walked downstairs to the kitchen. It was very empty due to not grocery shopping at all in the last week. However I did manage to find a pack of twinkies.

I tore open the package and gave one to Buddy. Since there wasn't much to do, and I began to feel really tired from the day's events, I decided to go to sleep early.

Buddy curled up next to me on the air mattress. I had gotten use to his snoring a long time ago. He insists that he doesn't snore but he's flat out lying.

It was my mother's pounding on the door early the next morning that woke us both up. Buddy and I groaned at the same time.

I had about five minutes to throw on some clothes and head downstairs. Even though it was still dark outside I wore sunglasses. I try to cover up my red eyes as much as possible. They always drew unwanted attention. Heck if I were somebody else I'd stare at me to. Creepy red eyes have that affect on people.

I listened to the music on my iPhone so I wouldn't have to listen to my sister complaining about how she's losing everything or listen to my dog complaining about being stuck in a crate for most of the day.

Thankfully getting to the airport and going through security was uneventful. Buddy didn't like being taken away from the rest of us and I just knew I'd get an earful of complaints from him in a few hours.

The flight seemed extra long due to my sister's constant complaints. Somehow I resisted the urge to shout at her to shut the hell up. How did I resist? It was nothing short of a bonafide miracle honestly.

I nearly sprinted off of the plane when it landed. Anything to get away from my sister. Only to have Buddy throw complaints at me when we got him back.

As soon as we got home I got Buddy's leash, clipped it on his collar, and made a beeline for the door. Only to be stopped by my father.

"Just where do you think you're going young lady?" he asked. His eyebrows were raised at me. I gulped.

"Just going for a quick walk with Buddy dad. You know since he's been cooped up all day"

"Okay fine" he sighed. "Just be back in an hour, okay? Oh and don't get lost honey. I don't need to send the police searching for you on our first night here"

"I promise dad I won't get lost. Besides I have my phone on me"

He smiled. "Okay, good. Remember one hour"

"Got it" I gave him a thumps up for emphasis.

I couldn't have been happier to get away from my family, mainly my sister. I desperately needed to stretch my legs.

I did my best to tune out Buddy's complaints about the long flight. He knew why I couldn't speak to him out here so he wasn't in the least bit bothered by my lack of response.

I spoke to my animal friends at SeaWorld and the San Diego quite frequently. As long as I kept my voice down I could evade detection and since most animals had advanced hearing they could hear me and speak back.

Out here with my dog it was different though.

"Stop!" Buddy suddenly shouted at me causing my heart to jump out of my chest.

"What?!" I yelled drawing the attention of several passerby. Great. Two seconds here and I was already going to be labeled a weirdo.

"I smell something"

"So that's why you're yelling at me" I say as lowly and menacingly as possible.

"I don't know what it is but my instincts are telling me to be careful. We need to get out of here"

"No. What is it?"

"I don't know but let's go. Now"

Instead of going back I keep on going. That earned a round of profanities from Buddy. Oh and heading a dog curse is the funniest thing ever. I have to try hard not to laugh when it does happen.

Then I saw them. Three guys. They were all different yet the same. One was big and burly with muscular arms, one of them was honey blond and looked like he was in pain, and the third was tall and lanky with bronze hair. They all had skin that was even paler then mins. Their eyes were also a strange golden color. Much more beautiful then my red eyes.

The guys noticed me and stopped talking almost immediately. The bronze haired kid gave me a weird look.

"Nessie I really think we should go. Like now" Buddy urged. "The smell is them"

I looked at my dog curiously. Wondering what was up with these guys. Maybe Buddy was right and we should get out of here.

The bronze haired boy looked at Buddy and then me before giving me a look I couldn't even describe.

That's when we ran.

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