Luna

Chapter 1

I woke up on October 30, an evil prank playing in my mind. I got out of my bed, and tied my hair up in a ponytail. I grabbed my supplies as quietly as I could, and crossed the hall to my twins room.

I set everything down on the counter, and walked over to where he was sleeping. "Thomas, wake up," I whispered, shaking him with a hand over his mouth. His eyes flew open and looked around fearfully before the found me and he relaxed. I took my hand of his mouth.

"What the hell, Taylor!" He said quietly. I said nothing, I just walked over to the table and grabbed what we needed again. I could sense an evil smirk playing on his face, too.

He grabbed what we would need, and went next door to our best friends room. He was sleeping peacefully in the bed. I felt a strong urge to go and cuddle up next to him, but I couldn't. I was too busy creating a prank, which consisted of feathers and hot pink paint on the fan, two pans of water, one freezing cold and the other burning hot, little toy cars under the rug, and a pair of symbols.

I set up a video camera in the corner of the room so we could watch it all later. I positioned myself at the side of the bed with the two pans of water, and Thomas was at the light switch, symbols in hand. "One. Two. Three," I mouthed.

Thomas clamped the symbols together as I dumbed the water on Xander. Thomas dropped the symbols, flipped the fan on, and ran. I dropped the pans and jumped over the rug, running after him.

We ran up a floor to Tessa's room and hid in the closet. We heard a large growl erupt, and couldn't help but laugh. "THOMAS! TAYLOR! YOUR SO FRICKING DEAD!" We heard Xander yell.

We heard Tessa let out a small giggle, but she immediately stopped when Thomas hissed at her to shut up, but his voice gave away a smile.

The thought of Xander covered in pink paint and feathers was too overwhelming, and I too couldn't help but let out a small laugh. Thomas smacked my elbow, making me shut up.

We heard Tessa's door slam open, and I immediately caught a whiff of the forest. I was attracted to the scent and wanted to climb out of the closet and find it. The closet door slammed open, and Thomas and I both burst out into hysterical laughter. Xander had pink paint dripping down from his hair, and on his shoulders where it continued to drop down. There were feathers here and there, too.

I looked into Xander's eyes, which were pitch black and full of a playful anger, but the second they caught mine they were full of love and passion. "You're my mate," he whispered. Thomas and Tessa stopped laughing.

"And you're mine," I whispered, standing up. I was lost in Xanders eyes. They were a hazilish blue color, and they stared right back into mine. I jumped when the sound of a door closing interrupted my thoughts.

I recognized that Xander was still covered in pink paint, and started laughing again.

"What's so funny?" He playfully pouted, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"You!" I gasped. I watched Xanders face as it turned into realization, and then an evil smirk appeared. I immediately stopped laughing.

"Come here," he said, holding out his arms.

"No way," I laughed. He started walking closer to me and I tried to plan my escape, but he was getting closer to me, and I couldn't focus. I made it too obvious.

Right as I stepped under him his arms swooped down and grabbed me, pulling me into his chest. My back was against his muscles, and my knees were becoming weak. The urge to kiss him was so strong, and I completely forgot that he was covered in paint.

I quickly turned around and wiped the paint away from his lips with my hand, and pressed my lips to his. He was surprised for a split second, and then they began to move against mine. I tangled my fingers in his hair, and he wrapped his arms tighter around me, pulling me impossibly closer.