• Chapter 1
    I Learn A Secret

    My name is Joey. I'm thirteen, I'm a guy, and I weight about one hundred and five pounds. Just your typical kid. Well, you wouldn't say that after today.
    So, I'm in the seventh grade and my schedule goes like this: Pre-Algebra, Science, P.E., Lunch, and then Core. I love Core. I don't know why, but it just feels right.
    If you asked asked someone what I looked like they would say I have black hair as dark as the night sky and the rest of me is just regular.
    In Core, my teacher is Ms. White. She is the best. Ms. White is like three inches taller than me and I'm like five foot two. She has long black hair, and I have to say she has a nice looking body.
    Anyway, I was in her class and I had just gotten out a paper we were turning in. She was coming by all the desks and picking them up. When she got to my desk, I noticed she had this cool looking red nail polish on. Now, I'm not a girl but it looked cool. She also had black jeans and a shirt with blue and gray stripes aroud it. I guess I was thinking that she looked kind of pretty.
    My partner's name is Christian. He is kind of short and has black, curly hair. I was waiting for Ms. White to finish picking up the papers when Christian said, "You wear nail polish?"
    "No!" I exclaimed.
    "Well then why did you put some on?"
    "I didn't..." I looked down at my hands and my nails were red. They also looked like they had gotten bigger in size and length. I raised my hand so no one could see my nails and Ms. White walked over to me.
    "Yes?"
    "Can I go to the bathroom?"
    "Sure, but break is in five minutes. Can you wait?"
    "No. It's an emergency."
    "Okay go." I got out of my chair and hurried out the classroom. I ran to the bathroom and got to the sink. I turned the sink on and put my hand under the water...nothing. The nail polish wouldn't come off. Suddenly, I grew about three inches. That was freaky.
    I didn't know what to do. I was just scared out of my mind. I decided to go home. I ran off of campus and got a ride to my house. I had to walk about the last mile because I didn't want the person that was driving me to see anything weird.
    On my walk home I could tell my walk was different because my hips were swirving a little bit.
    My parents both work but they work from home. Whenever I get home, my mom is watching her favorite recorded show, The Bachelorette.
    When I turned to my driveway, my hair grew. I had girl hair! I opened the door and my mom was sitting on the couch. All I heard was, "My last rose goes to..." and then a scream. My mom was staring at me, horrified. She ran to my dad's work room and closed the door. I was curious as to what she was going to say, so I walked closely up to the door.
    "He's changing," my mom said.
    "What? How? His birthday is tomorrow!" my dad exclaimed.
    "I know, but he's still changing...and into a woman."
    "Who?"
    "I don't know. You have to help him."
    "I can't. He has to do this on his own."
    "When do we tell him that we are a family of Shape-Shifters?"
    That's all I heard cause I started freaking out after the Shape-Shifters thing. I ran to the bathroom and then closed and locked the door. Then my...you know... thing shrunk and shrivled. Then it was gone. That was just crazy. Then my clothes changed. I had black jeans and my shirt turned different colors. Blue and gray stripes wrapped around me. Then a bra appeared in my shirt. It got really weird when the bra was growing. I had boobs! The last part was painful. My face was changing. My bones and muscles were moving around in my head.
    Then the pain was over. I looked at the mirror in the bathroom and saw Ms. White.