5

I drive back to my new home after class. I already have few new acquaintances from school. Maybe even 'friends'.

I close the door to my charger and see my cousins wrestling in the front lawn. The house has acres of land, the actual estate a mile from the road.

Uncle Bo walks out front with Uncle Bill.

Uncle Bill sniffs the air and asks "What is that reek."

Uncle Bo sniffs the air, shrugs, then walks towards me.

I say "Hey guys."

Bo says "How was school."

I say "Pretty good, very welcoming."

Jacob walks over and says "In the good or bad way."

I say "Guess."

He laughs and a truck pulls in the driveway. I haven't met them yet.

A boy my age steps out of the truck with an older man.

The younger one asks "Who's the fresh meat Locklear."

Bo says "Well Hunter this is my niece Roslyn."

Hunter approaches and says "Welcome to the tribe. I'm Hunter, I come from a neighboring tribe."

Chris says "She's the late alphas daughter she knows."

My face drops, why did he have to mention my father right now?

I say "I'll be in my room. A couple classmates of mine are picking me up in a while. Don't expect to see me."

My new family and apparent family friends look at me weirdly. I go inside and up to my room.

I take off my clothes and put on low rise jeans, a long sleeve, and my converse.

The front door opens and chatter fills the house.

I assume it's Uncle Bo who says "You're friends are here."

I look out the window and see Chase leaning against his van with Mr. Cat Caller of Cars. Two girls accompany them.

I grab my purse and sling it across my chest. Then hurriedly walk down the stairs.

Everyone is in the kitchen, Chris asks "What's the hurry?"

I say "They have something planned at a diner. Said we can't be late so."

He nods and Hunter says "Don't let the cold faces get ya."

The old man accompanying him slaps his shoulder.

I say awkwardly "Don't worry I'm good."

I walk out the house and jog down the steps.

Mr. Cat Caller of Cats says "Come on let's go Miami."

I roll my eyes and say "I'm coming."

One of the girls, who is staring at Mr. Cat Caller of cars with wonder eyes says "Nice fit, it gets cold here."

I say "Thanks."

Chase says "Come on now, don't wanna be late."

He gets in the car along with the girls.

Mr. Cat caller of Cars holds up the door for me.

Then says "Hurry up Miami."

I roll my eyes and get in the car. One of the girls has curly hair, sienna colored skin, and beautiful green eyes.

The one who was attached to cat caller has black layered hair, glasses, porcelain colored skin, and brown eyes.

The one with glasses says "I'm Jess, you seem super nice."

I say "I'm Roslyn, you can call me Ros. You too."

I give her a sincere smile and the curly haired one says "I'm Tiana, they all call me Tia though. So why did you move here."

I say "Well my tribe is here and so is my college and grandad sent me off so now I'm here."

Tia says "Oh, I thought it was some crazy reason like maybe you were running away."

Mr. Cat caller says "I'm Dom you seem like a fun chick maybe not like Miami fun but definitely small town fun."

Chase hits his arm and says "You're nothing like everyone else at school."

Jess says "By that he means you are the newest shiny trophy here."

I say "Great."

We all laugh and Chase parks.

We all get out of the car and walk inside the diner. Dom wraps his arms around Jess.

Dom then says "Hey Ma you got the milkshakes."

The mixed woman with a natural Afro behind the bar turns around. Smiles then lifts up two glasses with what seem to be milkshake inside them.

She says "Of course I do. When has ma ever been late."

Tia says "Never."

They all sit down and Ma says "Who's your friend."

Chase introduces me, "She's new here. From Miami and seems super nice."

I get handed a milkshake and I say "Thank you."

Ma says "No probably sweetie. So who's your family, no one just moves here."

I say "Locklear, Bo Locklear you may know his son Chris Locklear though."

Dom asks "You're related to them?"

I nod, Tia says "You don't look Native."

I say "My mom was Russian and Native I must've taken the Russian genes."

They all give me glances including Ma.

I ask "How do you know my family."

Ma says "I have to get to other customers."

Jess says "There is an urban legend around here about your family."

I ask sipping on my milkshake "Really?"

Dom says "Yeah, said to be shapeshifters."

I laugh and say "You're kidding."

Chase says "He's right, the Fisher's and Cook's aren't the only weird families with urban legends."

I ask "Who are the Fisher's and Cook's?"