Chapter 2

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For someone who is considered a monster by the ignorant, I am perfection. Hell, I redefine the word. I sometimes think that if I hadn't been born then people wouldn't realize what the word actually means. Yes I may be going a little overboard with the self compliments and yes, I am very vain - I have never tried to hide it. Why should I hide the fact that I know I am perfect in every single way? I have dark brown hair that just goes perfectly with my icy blue eyes, my pink pouty lips, strong jaw and long eye lashes. My very toned muscular body goes perfectly with my tanned skin and to top it off I am a very nice person in the best of times or so I'm told. I am the best that there ever was, is and most likely ever will be. Except if I have kids with some super hot chick then my kids will be the best. That's how it works, right? That's what I want - to leave a legacy of powerful, drop dead gorgeous kids who will represent our family and our kind forever. You know I have always been the top of the food chain. Next to me there is only one, but let's not talk about IT. It makes my blood boil. Anyway as I was saying, I have never been looked down upon. My family, my people and most of all my enemies know exactly what I am capable of. No one doubts that I am the best, the greatest. I am what people call half man and half 'beast'. "Yo bra!" I looked up and saw my best friend Freddie approaching me. He is one awesome dude; we have been friends since back in the day. I love him so much - as a brother. As a matter of fact, he is closer to me than my own siblings who happen to be really close to me, so that's saying something. "Sup Freak.." I smiled. "You busy?" he grinned at our manner of talking. "Nah, just chilling. You know the usual. Why do you ask?" "Me and some peeps are going for a run." "A run? Right now? Why would you wanna do that?" I asked genuinely confused, its quite late and they don't usually go out for said runs unless... "Oh no man, why...Are they having a party?" I inquired. He knew who I was referring to. "I don't know what you're on about" he answered playing dumb with me. "I'm not stupid Freak. I know you wanna go crash their party. Man the last time we did that we all got in sh!t with my dad. I got it the worst. I'm still on probation" "Ah man don't be such a party pooper man. We aint gonna get caught this time, chikichito. What he don't know won't hurt him" "Man I'm not even allowed to go out right now." "Then let's sneak your ass out of this damn house and go crash a party. We know the location is their usual spot and we aint really doing anything wrong if we stay on our side of the fence, right? So lets get going" he compromised knowing very well that we won't stay on our side of the fence. This is going to get me into so much trouble if I get caught. I contemplated his offer. Well you know it has been too long since crashing one of their little get-togethers and if we do it well no one will ever know, unless they tell which I highly doubt they will. "Okay... let's go party!" "Yeah!" he high-fived me. I quickly changed into different clothes and we swiftly left the house without anyone noticing. Once we were far enough we met up with the guys and a few girls. We decided that we would rather take cars instead so we all got in cars, turned up the volume and headed towards the fence that separated us from them. We slowly approached the fence and jumped over it. We walked towards them. We could smell them and we knew they could smell us. We walked on like an army ready to go to war. We are all teenagers so to speak and yet we fight the war that we weren't born in time to understand. But we do what we do to show them we aren't scared and we are the stronger race. I slowly walked up to their leader who was sucking on some sluts neck. She was moaning slightly but she was visibly a bit tense because of our presence. At least she's a bit smart right. My latest girlfriend, Olivia, was standing on my right and Freddie, or freak as I like to call him, on my left. The leader looked up from his position on his neck.... He looked at me with an intense glare. I guess he is mad that we interrupted his fun. Oh well he can shove it. He knows me as well as I know him and he knows that I, Sean Anthony Corson, am not afraid of anything or anyone.
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