Chapter 1 torture I stared out the window of the plane my father tried to cheer me up about us moving i will be going to a new school called monster high i was absolutely dreading it i had to leave behind my beloved valentine. ` come on darling don't be sad it will all look up" detto my father. LOOK UP!! i left my boyfriend and my bff behind totally looks like looking up. Now draculaura grace vamp do never speak to me like that agian! I just sat there and rolled my eyes i looked like a hot mess my rosa and black hair pulled into a bun a over sized rosa camicia tied up in the back and some shorts absolutely torture ` ugh pelliccia ball across from us detto my father i slapped him playfully on the arm , Be nice after all are neighbors are licantropi i detto , dont even remind. me about it


Hi chapter two will be tomorrow not to spoil anything but its notwhat it seems

Clawdeen dragged her sister ,Howleen, behind her through the twisting streets of Paris, France. It was bad enough that she had to bring Howleen along, Clawdeen didnt want to miss the fashion mostra as well! It all started a mese ago, when Clawdeen had asked her parents for permission to go to France. They allowed her to go on one condition : she had to take Howleen. And now there they were, walking among the normies, trying to blend in. Howleen was so happy, she had always wanted to go to Paris. As the two siblings entered their designated hotel room, room 66, Howleen stared in awe at everything in the room. The room was all in shades of black, including the two beds. "Wow," thought Howleen," this room is beautiful!". Although Clawdeen had the same thoughts as her sister, she couldnt shake off the weird feeling she had about the room. "Relax Clawdeen," she thought, "this is Paris, what could go wrong?"