Shifters (Shifters series Book 1) by Douglas Pershing & Angelia Pershing

Author:Douglas Pershing & Angelia Pershing [Pershing, Douglas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult Science Fiction Dystopian
Publisher: PershingBooks.com
Published: 2013-11-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 27

Breaking NBC News

–TANNER–

Okay, I know why we came here, and all of the crazy stuff they have in their dining room is really cool. But I see Devon—I really love the sound of her name—sneaking into the kitchen. I step into the next room, which is kind of a family room, dining area, and kitchen all in one. I watch as she fills a glass in the fridge door and turns around.

“Hi,” I say.

She almost drops the full glass as she jumps back a step. A small splash of water hits the ground in front of her. I rush to grab a paper towel from the counter and lean down to wipe it up before someone slips. Devon is backing away from me like I’m going to attack.

I smile as I stand up and look for the kitchen trash, “It’s okay. Where can I . . . ?”

She stops backing away and points under the sink.

I open the cupboard, dispose of the wet paper towel, and say, “Devon, right?”

She’s nodding her head like I’m the first person to ever talk to her. She furrows her beautiful brow and asks, “Why . . . why are you talking to me?”

I tilt my head, not quite understanding the question. “Why wouldn’t I be talking to you?”

“People don’t usually . . .” she says. “No one really . . .”

“Nobody really what?”

“Nothing. I’m sorry about the spill,” she says as she hurries out the opposite door.

I follow her as she quickly walks to the back porch. She tries to close the door, and I barely catch it. “Did I do something wrong?” I say, standing in the doorway.

She sits down on the porch swing and looks at the ground. “No, I guess not. It’s just people don’t usually”—she looks up—“notice me.”

I gesture to the seat next to her. She gives me a quick nod and looks back at the ground. “I find that hard to believe,” I say lowering my face, trying to make eye contact. “There’s no way I could’ve missed you,” I say, gently touching her chin to turn her face to mine. I catch another glint of her beautiful eyes glowing in the moonlight and smile. “You’re so . . . beautiful.”

She looks at me like she doesn’t know what I just said. She furrows her brow again and opens her mouth like she’s going to talk, but nothing comes out. She closes her mouth before frowning. Then she says curtly, “Did they tell you to say that?” She turns from me and says, “Well, it’s not funny!”

I have no idea what’s happening. I just told this amazing girl she’s beautiful, and she acts like I told her something bad. Is this how girls are?

“What?” I say quickly. “Who are you talking about?”

“My brothers . . . my mom! Whoever!” she says sharply. “Tell them I’m tired of it,” she pleads as she starts crying. “I know I’m not beautiful like my mom or super smart like my brothers. I can’t help what I am,” she explains, now sobbing openly.

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