The dawn arrives and we all exit the air vent.

"Alright!", I say. "Let's get our Moonstone and leave this awful place."

"I wouldn't say it's awful", Wyatt grins."They've got something called Fro-yo."

I glare at him. "You're right this town is the absolute worst.", his grin falters.

We walk through the hallway. 'Ewwww who designed these lockers', I think. 'The green and pink don't mix well'. After a longgggg time in that terrible hallway, we finally make it an auditorium. Inside, there are a lot of people singing, I think? We crowd up on the door. We open them and walk into the large room.

"There she is!", I point, as I find the white-haired girl.

"Football team! Defense Z-24!", a green-haired guy yells out. By his stench, I know he's a zombie.

"Where's our Moonstone White hair?", I growl.

"I think you've got the wrong person", she exclaims.

"Wolves! On my command!", I growl, my Moonstone glowing.The rest of the pack following suit.

"Nightshade!", Wyatt says, a bit frantic. "We can't go to war with the whole town. We'll never find the moonstone if they're on high alert."

"I hate it when you're right. Wolves! Stand down.", I command, authority clear in my tone."Okay! Sorry! We werewolves so admire your town and we just came here to...join your school!", I say with the same sickly sweetness that gives you diabetes.
"What?!? They can't join our school!!", a prick exclaimed.
"I mean the Forbidden Forest in within the school district.", a middle aged man said.
"So welcome to Seabrook!", White-hair greeted.
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We're in the library, I'm looking for clues about the Moonstone's location.
White-hair walks by Wyatt. She stops and turns his book right side up. "Heheh thanks", he grins. She nods.
She sits down at a table. I come over and slam some books down. "Lies!", I growl. " This book says werewolves attacked first! But it was the settlers!"
"I'm sorry", she says. "I didn't know".
"There's a lot you don't know.", I sneer.
"I know the alarm's gonna go off, if you don't check out that book!", she calls.
I rip off my necklace and toss it to the 'alarm system' or whatever. " Come on Wyatt!", I call.
"Our Moonstones have a way with electronics", he explains to White-hair to running over to my retreating figure.

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