After being beaten to a pulp by my entire abusive extended family, I leave the house to visit my childhood friend and first point of the love dodecahedron, Jared. Luckily none of my face is swollen or bloody, apart from a tiny little bruise that blooms on my cheek like a dark flower, accentuating my pale skin in a sexy way. Not that I care or anything. Because, repeat after me, I'm *not like other girls*.
I arrive at Jared's mansion and he comes running out to greet me. He has tanned skin and long brown hair. I could go into more detail, but I dont need to because you've seen the movie and know what Jacob looks like. Woah, what was that thought? Did I just break the fourth wall? Who's Jacob? I don't know a Jacob. This is Jared, my 100% unique muscular werewolf childhood friend.
Oh yea, I forgot to mention. We are all werewolves. Apart from me, I'm the only quadrid in existence. That's a werewolf/vampire/angel/demon hybrid. Because of this, my entire pack hates me because im so special and unique and magical and -
oh wait, I forgot about Jared, who is waiting like an eager puppy for me to acknowledge his existence. Silly Jared, interrupting my second inner monologue of the day.
I stop my inner monologue and hug him. In a friendly way. Because we're just friends. I see him as a brother. He totally doesn't harbour a secret yet blindingly obvious crush on me.
"Hey Raven! Say, you don't mind if I take off my shirt, do you? I feel the sudden urge to remove it".
"Of course not Jared. Honestly I didn't think you even owned any shirts." He removes his shirt sexily and I admire his glistening abs in a completely platonic way.
"Are you going to the moon ceremony tonight?"
"You mean the moon ceremony that happens every 100 years during a blood moon in which the alpha will choose his new mate?"
Jared looks puzzled. "Is there another moon ceremony?"
"No, I just felt the sudden urge to narrate as if someone was listening who didn't know about the moon ceremony"
"Oh....ok"