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Olivia “Alvin?” I called out, leaning forward to get a better look at the supposed monster in front of me. “Is that you?” In the quiet stretch between one breath and the next, my world changed. The creature — Alvin, I was sure — froze as though he’d been struck by lightning at the mention of his name. This was Alvin, my childhood friend. I was sure of it now. In fact, as I looked at him, he suddenly didn’t seem so large and beastly at all anymore. He was just a regular-sized werewolf with a missing paw and a sad look on his face.

Who did he make, and who didn't he make? Alvin aged. I had been following him and his work since I was in high school and I had seen video lapses of him aging. So was he a vampire or not? Vampires didn't age, or at least that was what Dante's portrait progression and the article 'All about the Cold Blooded' said. But Kerion was old and he gave vampire. Maybe he'd turned him old but Alvin had to know he was a vampire. He'd worked for his family for years.

While their mother was on the thick and curvy side, Rose was petite as Jasmine was slender. The three had jet black hair and brown orbs, which accentuated their beautiful facial features. If there was one thing he was sure about, it was his family’s superior genes. Maybe that could explain why Alvin had been in life with Rose for almost five years now. As for him, he was the only one who appeared to be the odd one out.

“Jacob, will you always be there for him? It will really hurt him if you leave him” “I have taken on the responsibility of Alvin's father and I will show him all the affection that he deserves. Grandpa always called me on video calls ever since Alvin turned two years old. That's how I was able to know his favourite toys, food and birthday”. “I see. Thank you so very much”. “Mom, grandpa is awake”. Alvin announced happily and me and Jacob rushed to his side. “Father, do you feel okay?”. I asked with worry.

“Boys!“ Immediately, three of the guys excluding Darkie and Sergeant Cole also jumped into the pool. Four minutes later, they dragged Alvin out. The scene was frenzy and noisy as Alvin was trying to break himself free from the three men holding him. Mr Miller's face was clouded in anger and discontent. “You disappoint me, son.“ “That guy was trying to tell me something! And you freaking knew it; that was why you signalled them to—” “This would never have happened if your mother was here.“ Alvin shut up, and the guys holding him let go of him. “How—” “When the issue with your face started, you were less than a year from finishing high school. At first, I thought it was because you were just

Bella said. " What about you Melissa, aren't you about the right age to get married, at twenty four you still behave like a little kid, playing around with your brother," Alvin suddenly spoke up. He had been the soft spoken one in their family, being the firstborn, he had a responsibility to look after the rest. They had been so bubbly, making him seem to be the quiet and soft one among them. " Look who's talking. Bro, you are thirty now, and you can't get your ass past the little heartbreak you had years ago. Shouldn't you be setting an example for us," Melissa replied.

We stay in comfortable silence watching the stars and listening to the sea breeze when she turns to me looking at me expectantly. “what?” I ask her when she starts giggling. “I just figured out what to call you three” “this is going to horrible isn’t it” “okay I was just sitting here thinking what is the perfect name that will piss Matty off when I thought of the three amigos which is cool so no” “hey!!” “but then the perfect one came to me” “oh god”I shake my head but I can’t lose the smile on my lips. “from now on I will be referring to you three as Alvin and the chipmunks”

"Dad, I'm coming," said Alvin, who had now stepped into the room while carrying a small plastic bag filled with chocolate bread which the man he called dad liked. The 10-year-old took the initiative to bring his dad's favorite bread and thought that his dad would soon be kind to Alvin. However, what Alvin imagined in his mind right now really didn't happen. Alvin stared at the figure of a man who was on the terrace which was bordered by a white sliding door.

Livie You could say that Alarick is an old soul. He's too mature for his age and too smart for his own good. But by the end of the day, we are still just young eighteen years old, and that makes us still teens. Hormonal teens, to be precise. Because yes, he soon will be nineteen, just days before his birthday, but he is still a teen.

I stood erect still holding my tummy, I pushed them aside and said "I'm fine.. thanks for trying to make me lose my lunch. Let's go, shall we? I faked a smile pretending to be okay. Although my tommy still hurts, retreating wasn't an option. Tony's feet still hurts as he leaped to Alvin's residence. The game plan was to visit Alvin, create a distraction while the others search the house for the book. Reaching Alvin's home, we could see a cat jumping out through the window. It was Tom, his grandmother's cat. Alvin has lived with his grandma and Tom his whole life. It was an old-fashioned home. The walls of the house was cracked and the paint on the wall was peeling off. A set of sagging wood