"Clair?" it's been about a month since we told them. about magic and fairy's and siren's and werewolfs.kaden is obsessed with everything but especially trying to channel kayas energy and turn into a wolf. I feel a soft kiss on my forehead.my eye's flutter open. Kaden sit's above me smiling awkwardly in that way he does when he's nervous. "mom and dad want to talk to you before school" his golden-brown eyes are cheerful as ever I exhale a breath of relief. "am I in trouble?" I smirk. "no they just wanted to discuss the whole mermaid's and fairy's business" "sirens" I correct him pecking him on the lips and dashing into the living room Kaden on my heels. kaya Richard and Jeannie are all situated on the old red couchs in the living room. Jeannie smiled "sit down clarity," she says still not so used to the name. when we told Richard and Jeannie I fully expected them to get mad throw us out but no once we told them the story they understood everything and still welcomed us into there heart's fully as if nothing had changed. I sit on the smaller couch with kaya. Kaden sits on the armrest beside me. "so we just wanted to get the fact's straight" Richard says looking over at us seriously "your dating Kaden?" he says looking me in the eyes. I blush scarlet I look up at Kaden who's face is a mask of embarrassment and shock "dad you said you needed to talk to them about fairy stuff!" Richard held his hand up "I'm about to get to that" "you said you were supposed to marry this Chris kid..." I cut him off "he's 734" "anyway how do I know you won't leave to be with him when this is all over? you talked about how sirens only love once and you said you thought he was your match but if he was then...do you really like Kaden?" the air feel's like it's been thrown from my body then I say "of course I like Kaden and I'm only half siren so it's different with me I guess" Jeannie let out a sigh of relief. "thank god" we continue to look at them intently waiting for more. "go get ready for school you mongrels" Richard laugh's and we all jump up running franticly all around the house getting dressed making lunch and jumping into Kaden's rusk bucket of a car driving to our school Mark R. Isfeld secondary school.

when we walk into the school we are greeted by our huge group of friend's kaya and I call the opposites (they are oblivious to the nickname) we all rush to our homeroom to start the day.

They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire and hate:
I think they have no portion in us after
We pass the gate.

They are not long, the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes
Within a dream.

Ernest Dowson (1867–1900)

the poem speaks the truth for others of the world life is short and so is love we must all die at some point. but not for me or any other siren.life is internal yet love is short and can die as quickly as a flower. I hug the poetry book to my chest. "kit?" Nadia asks walking over and sitting on the edge of my bed. "yes?" I say staring intently at the tear-stained cream pages of the only thing I own. "what's going on...is it Chris ever since he's been here you've been acting weird. I look up into her hazel eyes forcing a smile onto my lips." nothing wrong I was just thinking that's all" Nadia doesn't look convinced "I'm fine" I say cursing myself for the crack in my voice. "no your not tell me or I'll ask the girl...magnolana?" "magnolia" I correct her "I don't care" she quickly adds "but I do care about you what's going on kit?" I sigh "it's nothing really" "I will get you to talk to me," Nadia says then gets up walking back to her bunk. I look over at the huge digital clock on the far left wall. 12:01. I lay down and grab the pencil from under my bed.opening my book to the poem I just read and drawing a straight black line in the top left corner of the page then flipping back.my last page . every other is covered in hundred's of my little tick's marking each day I've been here. this isn't the frst time they've found me and it won't be the last.