hey, this was just a random idea, and i'm not entirely sure where i'm gonna go with it... but i thought i'd put this 1st chap up to see wot ppl think...

so please review and tell me ur honest thoughts... so i know whether it's worth continuing or not.

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midnightdream-5 aka katie x

Delio

“Delio?” my twin sister – Elena called. I looked up from the film magazine I was reading on my bed, as a movement caught my eye. Elena was stood looking at me, poking her head and most of her upper body around my partially open bedroom door. Her perfectly manicured nails were wrapped around the side of the white door. She was wearing a low-cut red, spotty top, her long curly black hair cascading just past her shoulders.

I was three minutes older. Most people don’t think those minutes matter – but to me they do. It made me her big brother and she would always be my baby sister. She was staring me in the eye; identical to mine they were dark brown. Apart from the obvious differences between us, like our sex – we were pretty much identical. My black hair was equally curly, thankfully they were loose curls, and my hair was also a lot shorter. I didn’t usually let it grow long enough for the curls to show, but when they did it made us look even more alike.

“You coming?” she continued, and she shifted so that I saw she was wearing a tight denim, mini skirt. It showed off her long slender legs, and because we were part Italian, (hence the dark curly hair and dark eyes,) our skin was naturally tanned. I rolled my eyes at her. I suspected this had something to do with her boyfriend Mark, personally I hated the guy and the way he treated her. I smiled at the thought, luckily Elena gave as much as she got, and trust me I know from personal experience not to get on her bad side. I suppose as twins you could say I was the good twin and she was the bad one.

I got up from my bed, wearing dark baggy jeans and a long sleeved black top. “Where are we going again?” I asked I was sure she mentioned something yesterday, but my mind had been on other things. She smiled as I approached her, pulling back from the door, her room was opposite mine and her door was ajar showing her lime green walls. I knew that smile a mile off, and with it her eyes glowed a faint yellow colour. The way shapeshifters eyes glowed.

“To Angelo’s.” she answered Angelo’s was a pizza place in town; it was really popular for teenagers, and adults for that matter. “You said you’d drive Mark and me.” I raised my eyebrows, I did? Why would I agree to that? Oh yeah so I can warn the creep to stay away from my sister.

I followed her down the stairs and out the door, grabbing only my keys and wallet on the way. Our parent’s were out and no doubt knew about us going out anyway, thanks to Elena. They didn’t mind us going out – most of the time. Provided we let them know and come back at a descent hour.

I let us into my black new mini cooper. Our parent’s were pretty well off and it had been my seventeenth birthday present. I drove off towards Mark’s place; Elena was touching up her make-up in the mirror.

We were seventeen; I was studying psychology at college, while Elena was studying beautician. The reason why I was giving them a lift was because Elena drove a motorbike.

Around ten minutes later I pulled over at Mark’s house, he lived on May Street, full of posh houses. Only Mark was the complete opposite of posh. It angered me to see Elena kiss him and laugh about something he said. And the thought of the scumbag in my car made me feel sick. If it weren’t for Elena I’d hit him right then and there. He was wearing a pale short-sleeved shirt, and pale jeans over some crisp white trainers. I mean seriously he wasn’t Elena’s type at all, what the hell did she see in him? With his blond messy hair and dull grey-blue eyes. They both sat in the back seat smooching that much I had to cough loudly to alert them that we had arrived. As I was getting out and locking the door, it suddenly occurred to me, that I was going to be on my own with them two. Then a hidden memory came back to me.

“I’ve set you up with Charlotte, she’s had a crush on you for god knows how long, and I’m sure once you get to know her…” Elena spoke as I turned the stereo up trying to listen to the review of the latest X-men movie.

Damn it. I thought as we walked through the double doors and there she was coming over to us. She was wearing a seriously low yellow top that did not flatter her at all. And well, let’s just say she was pretty big chest wise. She hugged Elena, then me and then Mark, I noticed his eyes all over her, so did Elena. She shoved him then took hold of Charlotte and went over to a free table. I glared at Mark before following them. This is going to be a long night. I couldn’t even leave because Elena needed a lift back, Mark could walk for all I care.

“So Delio how’s college?” Charlotte asked from beside me. Angelo’s was decorated mainly in a radiant red, with expensive furnishings, at least more expensive than you’d necessarily expect from a cheap pizza place.

A waiter came over and took our order. I glanced across at Elena and Mark they were both staring at each other making me want to puke. Come to think about it why did she even want me there? She hardly even asked me to go out with her, and this was a complete first for me to go on a double date with her. Not that I was on a date with Charlotte. OK maybe I was but it wasn’t my intention and would never happen again. Not that there’s anything wrong with Charlotte, she just wasn’t my type.

“Delio?” I looked to Charlotte, and smiled.

“It’s OK,” she nodded as though I was explaining some sort of very advanced scientific research that she was trying to understand. I simply smiled and pulled back from her slightly as the food arrived.

The night went slow and by the end I was desperate to leave and it was only just after ten. I couldn’t help but notice Mark’s eyes wonder to Charlotte throughout the night, when he thought no one was looking.

“I’m just popping to the lady’s room.” Charlotte said. Soon afterwards Mark went too.

“What is taking them so long?” Elena scowled; she soon marched off leaving me on my own.

I felt so stupid. I can’t believe Elena was making me do this. Or rather that I was stupid enough to agree. Elena came back, storming across the room as though something had happened. Knowing her it was just a matter of what happened not whether something did or not.

“Take us home?” she asked, walking past me towards the door before I could answer. Unlocking the door we both got in.

“What about Mark?” OK so it’s not like I was friends with him or anything but this way I would maybe get some answers as to what happened. She turned to me and glared.

“Just drive.” Without question I moved into first and drove us home.

“Are you going to tell me what happened?” I queered as we approached our house.

“I went to the bathroom and saw them making out.” She answered in barely a whisper. I was surprised but not about what had happened I had seen that a mile off, I was shocked that she had told me so easily.

“He’s a jerk, you’ll get over it.” I stated parking on the drive.

“She’s a jerk and when she turns up at his house tomorrow and slaps him, he’ll come crawling back to me.” she said, and then she got out of the car and went inside. I stayed sat a few minutes before locking up and going back upstairs to my bedroom. I laid down and thought about what she had said. Sure I knew exactly what she meant. And I knew there was nothing I could do to stop her – unless I chained her to her bed, but even then she’d find some way to get out of it.

Shapeshifters ran in the family. We inherited it from our father, and most of the time it skipped generations. Our dad therefore wasn’t one, although our grandfather was, none of us really understand why that happens it just does. Plus it always seems to be stronger in the male genes than females. Elena was lucky to get the gift or as some call the curse. I suppose it depends which way you look at it, but personally I thought it was a curse.

No one really knows if they have the ability until they hit puberty, that’s when the power comes to you. Your eyes glow yellow, and you can change.

Most people hear the term shapeshifter and assume ‘werewolf,’ or some other creature like a leopard, - a wereleopard, so what would you call us? Werepeople or werehuman? No I prefer shapeshifter. In reality we change form into another person, in theory we cane become anyone we want.

But with Elena and me it was still dangerous, we hadn’t really learnt to control it yet. And by the sound of things, Elena was planning on transforming into Charlotte tomorrow, to act as her so that she could stay with Mark. I didn’t know how yet but I had to stop her, no one was worth that risk especially him.

Somehow I think Elena and Charlotte’s friendship was over. Well at least now she didn’t have a crush on me.