Rise Of The Wolves The Beast Within

Marcus was absolutely shattered. He couldn't wait to get to his bed, his nice soft new bed that his parents had brought him for his birthday since he out grew his small single one. His sixteenth birthday was just about to come to an end and he felt a mix of feelings. The day however, had gone smoothly and nothing had gone wrong. It was exactly what be had hoped it would be

He knew he should feel super happy, after all he was full of cake and sugar, not to mention he got to see his best friend Joshua, and his childhood crush, Julianna, who was also his best friend's twin sister, and she was wearing a black laced dress.

Though if it weren't for the fact that they were boy and girl, you wouldn't be able to tell them apart. They both had fair blonde hair and piercing green eyes. Although they were identical on the outside, they were worlds apart on the inside. Joshua, his best friend, was shy and quiet, yet cheeky and hilarious when you got close to him, and man could he use a skate board, while Julianna could be savage if you made her mad, yet she was also caring, which Marcus had figured was from years of taking care of her twin and her younger brother while her mum was passed out on the sofa, drunk out of her skull, and her older sister Kayla, always out clubbing with a different boy every night ever since their dad had gone to prison.

However, despite the excitement, for reasons he couldn't explain he felt irritated and agitated, as though he could just snap at any moment. He hoped that no one would bother him right now, as he didn't want to make the mistake of biting their head off and upsetting them. He wasn't that kind of person at all.

Marcus's home life was very different from that of his best friend, or at least that's what he thought. First of, his parents, William and Mandy, were still together, and they never argued once throughout their entire marriage.

Then there was his thirteen year old sister, Layla, who was annoyingly girly and obviously fancied the pants off of his best friend. Though despite how annoying his sister could be, the two of them were close. They never argued much and always had each others backs, no matter what the situation.

Usually on the evening of his birthday, she would come to his room and they would chase the night away watching silly videos, and listening to music, she would often tell him the latest celebrity gossip which he didn't care much for,? and he would mock her in a light hearted teasing kind of way. He loved that little tradition of theirs, he really did, but tonight he could only hope that she didn't come knocking, for he was way too tired and could barely keep his eyes open. Unfortunately for him though, just as he reached his bedroom door, he heard footsteps behind him, and then a high pitched excited voice.

"Maarrrcccuuuusss" She squealed, sounding overly excited.

With a sigh, he turned to face her. She was almost to the point of jumping up and down. He really hoped that she would understand but then again she was only a thirteen year old girl and if there was one thing he knew, it was that girls of that age were persistent, and if there was one thing that he knew about Layla, it was that she could be persistent.

"Layla look.... I don't mean to be rude or ignorant but I'm way too tired for our tradition, can I make it up to you tomorrow?" He asked, his voice sounding rougher than he expected, probably from not talking for a while.