You've never had the best luck. Always finding yourself in some sort of trouble. Something you couldn't control. It was like you were part of some damn Disney movie, like that 'Jinxed' movie. You often joked around, saying it was some sort of curse. You never knew your parents, or any of your family for that matter.

Moving to a new town alone wasn't that hard, you had always been surrounded by people you didn't know, and didn't want to know. You felt like you were being watched often, but chose to ignore it. You've always had that feeling, except now it was worse. You turned around with a box full of things you hadn't yet unpacked and nearly dropped the box, jumping a bit when you saw a man leaning against your kitchen counter. "Took you long enough to notice, darling." The stranger grinned, his canines seemed awfully sharper than normal.. Whatever. You were over thinking.