The Normal Life
By Didi

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters that are recognizable and I certainly don't own the show. Don't sue me cause all you're going to get is lent, and not much of that either.

Summery: Life is hard enough as a teen without in the problems of being wolf. Sequel to "Eyes of Brown... or is it Green," kind of.

Timeline: Hum...this is a toughie. Okay, Eyes was written after the cancellation of Wolf Lake from CBS. I had assumed that it was never coming back again so I can do whatever I wanted with the story without interfering with the show's canon.

Note: For those of you that read my first Wolf Lake fan fic, this story will follow a similar but slightly altered format, you're get it when you read it. And for those of you that have not read my first, it's pretty easy to pick up once you start.

Acknowledgement: Hooray for the return of Wolf Lake!!! Thank you UPN for your wonderful taste in programming. And thanks to everyone that read my first Wolf Lake fan fiction. I hope you all like this one too.

Rating: R for restricted under 17.
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-Sophia's POV-

There are certain things you don't talk to your parents about. What you do on Saturday night when you're suppose to be studying with your gal pals. What kind of underwear you think will be most appropriate should a guy 'accidentally' see them. And the physical changes that is associated with growing up is a huge no-no.

Now, I'm not talking about the whole hairy armpits, tender breasts or anything quite so tame. I'm talking about going on all fours, hair on your back and eyes going a color that is not normally found in nature except maybe on flowers. I'm talking about the ultimate going primal kind of thing. I'm talking about totally changing the way you are; from something recognizable to... well, to something your own mother would shoot a first sight.

Okay that's not fair, especially if you live in Wolf Lake.

Things are different here. Not different as in totally bizarre different, just.... not everything is what you'd expect and not everything you expect is what it is. It's kind of hard to explain. Heck, half the time, I don't even know half of what's going on.

You add the dynamics of this town to the fact that your teenage years are suppose to be your most troubled years, and last thing you're going to get is a 'normal' life.

Then you add on top of that the fact that my dad is overprotective, self-suppressing in more ways than one, and his ultimate fear that I'll become one of 'them,' and you end up with the totally messed-up me.

There are just days when I want to crawl into my bed, pull the covers over my head and just sleep my life away from the strangeness that seem to cover this town every once in a full moon, which is almost every night. Take today for example.

I was pretty sure that yesterday's horrible leg-breaking homecoming game was the worse part of the season, and let's not even go into Luke Cates's strange behavior afterwards, but it was nothing compared the way I was being looked at, treated and whispered about in school. And you know who is to blame for all this? Lucas Cates, of course. Cause he was an idiot with a non-thinking mouth and I'm not even sure why he was the big idiot of the day.

The boy shows up in my room, in the middle of the night with my father two doors down no less, and tells me that he made the announcement that I was his. HIS?!? What is any liberal-minded, twenty-first century girl to make of that? Ahh.... I swear, Luke is like my own personal Nemesis.

"Sophia," I turned to watch as everyone else in the schoolyard watched Dave approach me. If it had been the fact that this was happening to me, I would have found this amusing. "Hey, I tried to call you last night but no one answered."

I forced myself to smile as I can almost hear all the ears around perk up to hear anything I have to say. This kind of attention is ... very unnerving. "Hi, sorry about cutting the night short yesterday."

"Hey, it's cool," he flashed that sweet apple-pie smile and I almost cringed. It was easy to lie to Dave; he couldn't smell you lying to him as some others could. "I'm just sorry that you weren't felling well."

"Thank you," I wanted to reach out and touch him, to show him that I appreciated his wonderful attentiveness toward my well-being. But if Luke had been telling the truth and that he really had announced his claim on me, touching Dave could be his death. "I really appreciate you looking out for me."

"Who won't," he smiled, and motioned me toward the school gates. It was time to go in soon. "Are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah, a whole lot better," and I was. Getting away from all the prying eyes could definitely do me some good. I hasn't so flustered by the fact that the clan was on high alert today, I'd probably enjoy this mild flirtation a lot more. "Thanks for driving me home."

"Anytime," he grinned and leaned in, as if to kiss me. For a moment, I was tempted.

"Problems, Sophia?" The cool as cucumber voice was like having ice water dumped on my head. He stood there, leaning against the edge of the gate, arms crossed over his chest and an amused smile graced his face. If he didn't look so damn good, I'd kick him.

"None, what so ever," I forced myself to stay calm and don't let his presence get to me. Besides which, I'm not the one in immediate danger from Luke or anyone else present. I can only imagine what inventive ways they could hurt Dave. "If you'll excuse us," it was definitely time to get my homecoming dance date out of here as quickly as possible while I still can. Red blood seriously clashed with my new pink blouse.

"Stay for a moment," Sean said quietly as he leaned just enough out to stop me from crossing the gates into the safety of the schoolyard. "I think we should get to know your little friend here better." He smiled; it was the kind of smile that made you think of trouble.

"I think we need to get to class now," I hoped that the though of incurring the wrath of our ever watchful teachers would deter them from acting stupid.

"I think we have a few minutes, Charlie D'Angelo was possibly the only member of Luke's following that I can seriously say that I despise with a passion. He was the kind of bully that made regular bullies look like boy scouts. This is the guy that went hunting one night for jocks cause he felt the need for a bit of challenge. I hate guys like that, especially when they have the advantage of being part animal. "Why won't we have a bit of..."

"Sophia wants to go to class early and be the good little girl," Luke's mouth just curled in the kind of amusement that made the hair on my hair stand up on ends. "We shouldn't try to stop her."

It was because he agreed with me that made me nervous as hell. I was waiting for the other shoe to drop, as I knew it would.

"Dave, isn't it?" Oh god, this was going to get ugly.