• Rowdy:
    My problems started when my mom got in a car crash, I was eight, I remember sitting next to her laughing. We were getting back from my aunt’s house, she took her eyes off the road for a second and that was long enough to change everything. In that one second a drunk driver pulled onto the road and hit our car as he began to speed up to 90 mph. my mom looked back at the road in time to see him hit the driver side of our car, she never had time to react. A shard of glass broke and pierced her heart. Then, I passed out.
    I woke up in a hospital bed; my dad was sitting next to me. He looked at me and I could tell he hasn’t slept in days. “Hey bud, you scared me with your little comma,” he said as he gave me a hug. I tried to tell him everything that happened but my voice wouldn’t work. He noticed how words weren’t forming too and called for a doctor. In the end I was mute. They say it’s because the car crash scared me as dad put it but, I knew it was because I saw mom die.
    When I was released from the hospital I went home with dad. At first things were good but, soon they got worse little by little. He started drinking, he started hitting me when I was 10 years old, by 12 years old I started fighting back; When I 13 years old I the old man and I couldn’t even look at each other. One day I walked into the kitchen to find he’s already there. “Son, I know we haven’t been close for the past years,”
    “Gee, I wonder why,” I thought, he stopped talking to make sure I got what he was saying. Sometimes I think he got stupid mixed up with mute.
    “As I was saying, we’ve had little spats,” he continued
    “Quite the understatements,” I thought,
    “I want you to take care of yourself and as hard as it is to believe, I love you,” at first his sentence confused me but then it clicked,
    I leaped at him a second too late. He already had the gun out and shot himself. Blood was all over, I was disgusted. I called the police, then Aunty Emmy.
    After everything was dealt with, I started a new life in a new town. In this one I wouldn’t let anybody get to close to me and I didn’t until I met Kazzi Marie Marcus. She was someone I felt I should know but, I couldn’t talk to her, she was popular and I was an outcast oh, and there was still the fact I couldn’t talk. For 2 years I sat on the side lines and watched guys line up to date her. Maybe if she was my friend I could at least let her know I like her. I remember thinking about her when I was taking a hike out in the forest behind my house when I saw her. Kazzi was on the ground. I was shocked at first but then I became worried, I ran to her. I picked her up and went home, aunty called the ambulance and they came and got her. I was worried of course and I really wanted to go to the hospital but I didn’t think she would want to see me because not only did she not really know me but, she wasn’t even seeing her friends.
    One day Kazzi came back to school, she didn’t seem like herself at all. She didn’t sit with the other popular kids nor did she smile, she seemed broken. She walked around school by herself, she listened to what people said and said a few words but never did she say more than five words at a time. Finally I decided to communicate with her and, I did. I handed her my notebook opened to a page that I wrote a note to her, she read it and her angry expression that she’s had for awhile now melted. She told me her story of why she is who she is now and, at first I didn’t believe her but, then later that day she came over and proved that she wasn’t lying. Strangely enough I didn’t care that she was what she was, I still liked her.
    That was two years ago, now she is my best friend. Kazzi is a tall girl with long black curly hair, her skin is tan, and her eyes are so dark you’d think their black not brown. She loves sports and is begging me to learn how to surf with her. She likes us to do everything together and to be honest, I do to.

    Kazzi:
    I’m a wolf shifter, I’m just going to get that out of the way first, there’s no sense trying to beat around the bush when there’s a path that goes straight through it. That’s just me though I’m up front about practically everything.
    The day I became a wolf shifter was the day that changed me so much. I became a more solitary person, I listened more, I talked less, and I smiled little. I never wanted to be who I was again because my old life depended on liars and material things that don’t matter to me now. I don’t have many friends now and that’s how I like it. Friends aren’t about the quantity but the quality, that’s what I’ve learned.
    I remember when I had to go back to school I didn’t want to talk to anyone but then this presence I felt came it was so strong and familiar but from where? I looked to my left and saw a boy I’ve never seen before, he was kinda cute. He smiled at me; I gave him a little smile because that’s the biggest smile I could form. I wanted to tell him to go away because I’m a freak but before I could he handed me a paper, it said he couldn’t use his voice but, he wanted to know if I was okay and that he didn’t know if I remembered but he’s the one that saved me. I wasn’t sure if saved was the right word back then but looking back now saved is what I would call it. Before I knew it I told him everything; he listened and said I believe you. Though he didn’t know if he really did but, that was enough for me because deep down I knew he believed me. I went to his house later that day and showed him what I was, he didn’t seem scared. That’s when I knew I would always have a friend in him.
    That was all two years ago, Rowdy is still my best friend. Today Rowdy is tall, shoulder length black hair, storm grey eyes, and his skin is a little darker than mine. Though he plays some sports he says it’s only because I want him too but we both know he likes to play sports. Another thing we both know is we’re both in love with each other but I don’t want to let my emotions run free, that’s a bad thing when you’re a wolf shifter, when my emotions get to much control of me, I’m dangerous.
    Today was Rowdy’s birthday so I took him to the forest to show him my gift to him.
    “Ta da!” I said, with a smile, he looked at the little house I made for him since he’s always here in the forest. Rowdy looked at me and had a huge smile on his face; my heart melted knowing I gave him something he’d use and love. He pulled me into a huge hug.
    “Got anything to say about it?” I asked, he smiled and shook his head no.
    He grabbed my hand as I lead him into the house. I showed him everything and when we were finished looking around we sat on the porch swing watching the trees swing slowly in the breeze. I had my head on his shoulder when we saw them coming. I leaned closer to Rowdy and felt his arm slide around my waist.
    “Happy Birthday, bro,” called a voice, and then an echo of happy birthdays. Rowdy smiled and waved at the people.
    I found out I wasn’t the only shape shifter last year and I gathered the ones I found and we formed a pack. They taught me things and I taught them things. One of the things they taught me that I never knew was that I can shift into anything. But I feel better as a wolf. Altogether there are four of them, Jet, Lee, Drew, and Conell. I couldn’t find any girl shifters so I’m still kinda lonely.
    “So, what’s new Alpha?” asked Lee. I shrugged as if to say ‘nothing much’,
    “Are you talking yet, Rowdy?”Asked Jet, Rowdy shook his head no.
    I looked to Rowdy and he was happy. Today the sun was up and was shining down on his kinda dark hair. His grey eyes were shining and his lips were curled into a smile.
    We sat there with my pack talking, joking, teasing, and laughing until it was almost dark out,
    “Well we better go, see you later Alpha, Rowdy,” said Conell. As soon as they disappeared into the trees I leaned back into Rowdy’s chest.
    “You’re practically a part of the pack, you know,” I said as I took his hand. He looked at me, and handed me a note.
    “Thank you,” he wrote, “I don’t know how you’re gonna take this but I love you. Do you love me?”
    “I love you, of course. But, I can’t be with you, you know that” I said, unhappy. He started writing
    “I just wanted to hear you say the words,” it said,
    “Oh. It hurts to say those words though, you know?”
    “I know,”
    “Happy birthday” I said,
    “Thanks,”
    “Let’s go inside your hut,” I said as I grabbed his hand and lead him inside.

    Rowdy:
    “So what do you want to do?” she asked me,
    “Sleep” I wrote in my notebook,
    “That does sound good, I’ll call your aunt and well, my parents already know. I’ll be back!” she said as she skipped out the room to find her phone, it’s amazing her phone get’s service out here but then again it’s only five miles out from my aunt’s farm.
    I sat on the bed and leaned back, I was staring at the ceiling smiling at how I actually had Kazzi as a friend. She skipped back in the room, “She said it was okay!” she crawled over the bed and laid down next to me, her arms wrapped around my waist and her head on my chest. I had an arm around her waist. We fell asleep like that and when I woke up she was gone, like every other time we spent the night together. But, like the other times, she left a note. I smiled and put it in my notebook with the others.
    Today was a good day already.