August 13th, 2030
I felt like an outsider.
And I don't mean like one of those kids who never talks to anybody and sits by themselves at lunch.
I mean like an outsider as in my tan-like skin and reddish blonde hair.
And my hair keeps getting more and more red every single day, which is very, very strange.
Mom never had red hair, and I never even met my dad, since he was a Dark and all.
To make things worse, I saw some undercover Darks watching my every move, even though I was walking with Sky and Imani, my Twilight sisters.
Guh.
And now I have the shivers.
And my day hasn't even started yet.
-Hailey
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