Butterflies

chapter 1. the red butterfly

Roxie just moved into a town with her mom and her little sister, Charlie. The town they moved to was the town that got the most rain in the whole United States.
Roxie was half werewolf, but technically she could count as a witch because she knew a few spells that her aunt taught her.
After unpacking her stuff, she decided to explore the town by going for a walk through town.
As she walked, she soon noticed something odd. A red butterfly. She held out her Polaroid camera (she would often have the Polaroid camera with her) and followed it into a dark alley. Right at it landed on something, she took a picture of it. She soon noticed that it landed on a hand, so she looked up. And saw a smirking boy with dark brown messy hair, blood red eyes. As they made eye contact, their eyes glowed, and Roxie immediately knew. He was a werewolf. And he was her mate.
His smirk grew even bigger. "Well shit. You're a werewolf aren't you?" Roxie asked. He nodded, "I am, and I am also a demon." He said. "Oh lovely." I said with sarcasm. He chuckled. The red butterfly flew off his index finger and landed on the tip of my nose. He grabbed her Polaroid camera and and pointed it at her. He took the picture and handed the camera back. "I'm Lucas, see you around kitten." He lifted himself off the wall and walked off as the butterfly flew after him. "Huh. Okay then. See yah. " I said and walked off. She froze, "Wait a sec! Don't call me kitt-" He was gone. "Huh. Weird."