Waking up for school wasn't really an esstential in the Moon family. It was more like, 'Well, today's school.. And you know what, I don't give a fuck so Im'a sleep in. So everyone screw off or I'll eat you.' Well, the 'I'll eat you' part was kind of random, but not totally. Morganne Moon, the youngest daughter, and only daughter to a house hold of boys, just earned her collar. Yesterday was her sixteenth birthday, and unlike other girls who usally go out to get a new car, she got her first collar.And trust me, its totally a big deal...Exspecially, for a Lycan.Thats right. Morganne's family is pure blood Lycan. Although, Morganne is part Vampire. She was bitten when she was young, just before the slaughter...You see, her parents were trying to protect Morganne from some type of evil. Morganne was never told of what it was, only that her parents were shot down, slaughterd. Matthew found Morganne in a basket outside the mansion. they were not aware of what had happend at the time, but with further investigation...Morganne is a Hybrid. Her blood cells are no longer 'just' Lycan, but Vampire as well. She has no weaknesses, not even the ones she had when she was Lycan. Now many are out to get her, though, she doesn't mind. She beleives that whatever she's up against she can take down.
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"Wake the hell up Morganne! Just because you got your damn collar yesterday doesn't mean your not going to school damnit!" It was Dai, the oldest. Though he may nag alot, and act superior over everyone in the house hold, hes not a total ass."Meh..." Morganne just rolled over in her bed. Fourteen brothers and half of them were moronic losers, who, obviously will never make anything of themselves. The other half all big shots and workers in big companies. Like Dai for instance, he was really the leader of the pack because he was the higher buisness man. It was odd how their family was organized... Acually, it was pretty norm. Dai was the big poppa bear and Idate was the momma bear. First eldest and second.
Morganne groaned again when her little brother plopped down on the bed beside her and started to play with her long red hair. "W-what are you....Doing." Obviously she was half-awake still, she didn't notice the scissors in his hands until it was too late. There was a loud scream throughout the mansion as a hand full of red hair fell to the floor. "Im a hair dresser like Idate!" Cheered her little brother, Mell, happily. Morganne sat up in her bed and grabbed the scissor's from Mell's hands, walking up to the mirror and blinking. He hadn't cut off too much, but her hair was...Shorter. Morganne groaned and then screamed again, this time accually forming out words. "IDATE GET YOUR ASS UP HERE AND FIX MELL'S MISTAKE!!!"
Now, Idate came running, his little girly figure reaching the top of the stairs in minutes, only to race into Morganne's room. "Yes, yes. Mell, you know you shouldn't practice on your big sister. Not very nice." Mell nodded then pouted, sliding off of the bed. "Yeah, but...Everyone else's hair is really short, so Morgie is the only one with pwetty hair..That is, besides you big bro. Your hairs so pwetty, I wouldn't even dream of cutting it... Just, Morgie's was tempting..." He looked down and Morganne just arched an eyebrow. "What the hell have you been teaching this kid, Idate?" She looked back into the mirror and grimmaced. "Accually, never mind, don't answer that, just fix...This." She started to play with her lomp-sided hair as her little brother left the room in a gloomy mood.
Dai came stomping up the stairs and knocked politeley on Morgannes closed door. "You up yet sleepy head? I heard your scream... What the hell did Idate do?" There was a muffled awnser. Dai blinked. "Wha...-?" He turned the handle of the door and opened it, watching as peices of his sister's gorgeous hair fell to the checkered(Black&White) floor. "Holy shit. Are you for cereal?" "Oi... Cereal's my word." Morganne was sitting at her desk in front of a gigantic mirror, her brother behind her cutting away at her lushious red head. Morganne couldn't turn to her brother, but the sentence was obviously directed at him. Idate didn't divert his attention either, it was all about the hair. Dai leaned up cassually against the oak door frame, awaiting for the finishing touches to be added. He didn't have work today, so it didn't matter to him how long he had to wait before scolding them all. In the mean-time, he would just stare in awe at the sight of his sister accually cutting her hair that she has been growing since the day she was born.
A few minutes passed, and Dai had grown bored, it was when his brother spoke up, that his head had jerked. "Dooooone~~~" The lovley melody of Idate's voice flowed through the ears of those who had heard it. "Jeesus." Dai looked at his sister. She looked... Good. "WHAT!? What is it...? Don't tell me it looks bad!" Morganne was a slight mess, and it showed when she turned away to look at Dai. "The hairs fine, but you need a bath." Morganne rose an eyebrow, not quite yet understanding. "Huh?" Dai pointed at her chest, making her head slowly move down until she was looking directly at her torso. "Gaaaah. Im totally gonna be late today..... Why can't I just stay home?" Dai looked at her and the peices of red that streamed over her body. "I don't know." Idate immeadtiatley stepped in. "Awww. C'mon Dai, pull taht stcik from you ass and let the girl have a day off. Its monday, and her birthday was only yesterday, let her get used to her collar. and besides, look at this face." He went up behind Morganne and placed his hand on her cheek, his slender fingers moving along as if to show how precious she was. "Theres no way you can say no to such a face." Dai looked at the both of them, smiling and happy, awaiting his disicion. A puzzled expression came from Dai, but he just shook it off, and gave a smile just like they. "Fine. But only one day, don't think you can get out of school for the entire week. Not on my watch missy."
After Dai had left the room, in a some-what good mood that he usually got after doing something nice, Idate and Moganne secretly did their little triumph dance, glad that they had perswayed the unperswayable.
