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Howling Moon

Howling Moon

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Published by CalliKaulitz
A love story between Ali Thompson, just a normal girl at school with a best friends, and rich parents, life is plain for her, until a new guy in school catches her eye, Will Johnson, a hot, tan, blonde guy who is so sweet, but he has a secret that could either bond the two, or separate them. But the two face danger, someone is after Ali, can they get through this, or die trying?
A love story between Ali Thompson, just a normal girl at school with a best friends, and rich parents, life is plain for her, until a new guy in school catches her eye, Will Johnson, a hot, tan, blonde guy who is so sweet, but he has a secret that could either bond the two, or separate them. But the two face danger, someone is after Ali, can they get through this, or die trying?

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Published by: CalliKaulitz on Feb 20, 2010
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Howling Moonby Calli
 
MeetingFirst day of junior year in high school. Lola and I weresitting at our usual lunch table talking about boys and gossip.We go to school in Los Angeles, California, the sunny, beautiful place where people are always doing something andthe gossip is huge. So we kept on talking when Donny cameto sit with us. Donny is Japanese, but is pretty hot with black hair and muscles. Lola is a smallish girl with long brown hair and brown eyes. I have green eyes and dark brown hair. “HeyDon,” I said.“Hey Ali, Lola,” he said. “Did you guys hear about the newkids, the four brothers?”“Yeah but we haven’t seen them yet,” I said.“Well, I heard two are in our grade, one is a senior, and oneis a freshman,” said Lola.“I hope we get to meet them,” I said.“Yeah.”Then we got up and headed for class. Lola and I sat in our usual seat in the middle. Don sits in the back. Everyone wasgetting settled into their seat when a boy I had never seencame in. He was...gorgeous. “O my god, Lola look,” Iwhispered.“O hottie!” she said as she looked at him. There were onlya couple seats left and he came to sit by me. My heart wasracing. He smelled so good. He had blonde hair and was veryfit. Full lips and blue eyes. Gorgeous. But he looked like he
 
was holding his breath. Strange. And he didn’t say hi to meeven though he was staring at me. I wondered why he was just looking at me. I didn’t hear anything the teacher said because I was so distracted by him. The bell finally rang andclass was over. School kept on going and I was bored, but stillwondering about him. I saw the rest of his family throughoutthe day and they were equally gorgeous. But there wassomething about him that I liked more than the others.Lunch finally came around and he was looking at me again.As I looked at him I noticed his tan was perfectly even. His brothers were cute, but not the same. I heard people talk aboutthem over lunch. Seemed like the whole school was talkingabout them. Charlie was the senior with short brown hair, and blue eyes like his brothers. The guy I had seen in class earlier was William, but most people called him Will. I wondered if he wanted to be called that. The other one of his brothers inour grade was Ben, who had long brown hair to his shoulders.Then there was the smallest of all of them, the freshmen, Jack.People called him Shrimp. I didn’t think he liked that name.I giggled to myself. Then I caught Will’s eye and he smiled.Will. Smiled. At. Me. I swear I almost melted. I looked down,cheeks blazing. The lunch bell rang and I went to class. Lolaand I have all our classes together, except Language at theend of the day. But before grammar I have PE. I love it.We played soccer and I was the captain, as always. Lola isgood at sports too. And don’t think just because we are girliegirls we hate sports, because that is dead wrong. Lola and I

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