35. Different
Samantha P.O.V:
-Earlier that evening-
The car ride home was silent, with only the sound of my heavy breathing was heard. As I glared out the window watching the moon guide itself across the trees. I started reminiscing on how the moonlight felt, drifting upon my skin. How the light tingled my skin after shifting into a human. Thinking of the mud between my toes. As I looked down at my feet before looking back out the window. It felt good that it left me smiling.
We finally arrived home and Julius or Claire wouldn't look at me. Not even a second word was spoken. Pulling up into our drive way, there stood my parents. They must of ran here, because my mother was in a t-shirt and my father was only in shorts. Last thing I remember was seeing them at the wedding for a couple
