Hi, my name is Tristan Maylex and I’m 15. I have black hair with blue highlights and my clothes match my hair; wild. And I have a dark secret…..I’m a demon. Big shocker, right? I know. –Sighs- most people think I’m human and I’d prefer it stayed that way. If I told you the pain I have to go thru just to stay hidden, you would probably laugh at my weakness. The truth is, I don’t really care. It doesn’t matter what people think of me. I’m not a wannabe or a poser. I can tell you the truth and nothing but the truth, but you would probably hate me. My mate, Lucas, doesn’t even know the truth about me.i grew up alone since I was 7. My family was killed and ever since then I have lived in the Lynx residence. Not a happy ending. I was taken from my house in France and brought to Mexico, it is a beautiful country….but it’s not my style.
-2 years later-
-Pounding on the door- Tristan!!!! My mom’s voice called. I sat up and scratched my head. Next to me, my cat Morass, stretched. I scratched him behind his ears. “I know boy, trust me, I know.” I pushed the blankets off and stood up, my back stiff from sleeping on the floor and walked to the door and opened it. “Yes mother?” I asked. “It’s time to get up. You have stuff to do.” I nodded and closed my door again. I opened my closet and pulled out a pair of tripps and my black sheep shirt. I walked to the bathroom and got dressed. Next I opened up the medicine cabinet and pulled out my eyeliner, mascara, and my powder blue eye shadow. Morass looked up at me from the bathtub. “What do you want Mor-Mor?” He looked up at the faucet and answered, “cats need to be washed too you know.” I sighed and turned the water on for him. “The only bad thing about you being able to talk is that you don’t talk, you just complain.” He cackled and turned to look at me, “well if you would rather just hear my annoying meows I can stop…..” he tempted me. Everyone tempted me. I smiled at him. “That won’t be necessary.” I walked down the five stories to get to the kitchen and walked to the dishwasher and pulled out a glass. I poured some coffee into the glass and sat down on the counter. My mom was nowhere to be found. My older brother Torento came running down the stairs, talking on his cell. He stopped when he saw me, “Freak.” He said. I shivered. That one word fried me. He walked past me and dropped a piece of paper on the counter next to me and walked outside. I picked up the paper. It said, “NOONE LIKES YOU. STOP TRYING” I rolled my eyes and crumpled the paper up and threw it away. A few minutes later morass came downstairs and looked up at me. “Torento again?” he asked. I nodded. “Don’t let him get to you, he is just jealous.” I shook my head, “Yeah. He’s perfect and I’m not” –sighs- “you wouldn’t let anyone else tear you down, so why do you let Torento do it?” Morass asked. I looked at him and walked away.
-School bell rings, kids shouting-
“Hurry up Tristan!” my friend Belleza called from the doorway. I looked up at her from the steps “Do I have to come to school?” Belleza frowned at me. “because if you do not go to school, never have a job, and if not get a job, you will not be able to get the money. and then where are you?” I rolled my eyes and brought my language out. “Beauty, you know very well that I do not need money to buy a house. I can just move in with Lucas.” This time it was her who rolled her eyes. “lucas? What happens if you two don’t make it to that time? I mean geez, you’re only in high school!" I tuned her out. People where always telling me what I had to do. Belleza was only trying to help me out, but I wish that sometimes she wouldn’t tell me all the stuff I have failed at. I sighed and threw my backpack over my shoulder and followed her into the building.