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CHAPTER ONE
There was a demon in McDonald’s
And it had a powerful hunger for Big Macs
Most days, I lovedthe soulless and the daave iven ht was different
I had a paper to outline for AP English
“Are you gonna eat those fries?” Sarabbed a handful off lasses “Thanks”
“Just don’t take her sweet tea” Stacey slapped Sam’s arm and several fries fell to the floor “You’ll lose your entire arm”
I stopped tapping my foot, but kept my eye on the interloper I don’t knohat it ith demons and the Golden Arches, but man, they loved the place “Ha-ha”
“Who do you keep staring at, Layla?” Stacey twisted in the booth, looking around the crowded fast-food joint “Is it a hot guy? If so, you better— Oh Wow Who goes out in public dressed like that?”
“What?” Sam turned, too “Aw, come on, Stacey Who cares? Not everyone wears knockoff Prada like you”
To theed woman with really bad fashion sense Her dull brown hair was pinned up with one of those old-school purple butterfly clips She wore velvet green track pants paired with pink sneakers, but it was her sweater that was epic So, sappy eyes made of brown yarn
But despite her drab appearance, the lady wasn’t human
Not that I had a lot of room to talk
She was a Poser deave away the breed Posers could eat a s
Posers ht look and act human, but I knew this one could snap the head off the person in the booth next to her with little effort Her inhuh It was the Poser’s teeth and infectious saliva that were the real danger
They were biters
One little nip and the demonic version of rabies was passed to the human Totally incurable, and within three days, the Poser’s chew toy would resee Romero flick, cannibalistic tendencies included
Obviously, Posers were a real probleood thing was that Posers were rare, and every time one bit somebody, its lifespan was shortened They usually had about seven good bites in theer but dumber
Posers could look like anything they wanted Why this one was rocking an outfit like that was beyond me
Stacey er She wasn’t aware of us watching her Posers weren’t known for their keen powers of observation, especially when preoccupied with secret-sauce awesomeness
“That’s disgusting” Stacey turned back around
“I think the sweater is hot” Sarinned around another mouthful of my fries “Hey, Layla, do you think Zayne would let me interview him for the school paper?”
My brows rose “Why do you want to interview him?”
He gavelook “To ask what’s it like to be a Warden in DC, hunting down the bad guys and bringing them to justice and all that jazz”
Stacey giggled “You make the Wardens sound like superheroes”
Saed bony shoulders “Well, they kind of are I mean, come on, you’ve seen them”