Being Me
Chapter 1
Has someone ever told you to run away? Go right ahead and run away because it is fun? You have no one telling you what to do. No one telling you what is right and what is wrong. No one yelling at you. No parents. No nothing. A fresh start. Well don't.
Well don't ever run away. Ever. It sucks. I know this from multiple experiences. And this time is different. I don't have my wolf to defend me or help me catch prey. My wolf is gone. After I gave her up, she left me.
But, as I was saying. Running away, don't do it. It has been close to 7 years sense I have ran away that night. Away from Scott, Damon and Logan. Away from my life to start a new one. And ever sense then I have had to steal, to find shelter. It really does suck being human, but I can't go back to my life as a wolf.
I ended up in Maine. It was probably the last place anyone would look for me. I mean, who ever thinks of Maine? No one. At least I never did. And I really like Maine. It is really beautiful and full of small towns.
I ended up in this small town. I bought a little cottage that was in the town. It was like a 5 minute walk to the school, to the grocery store, to the gym, to everything. And I really did like small towns.
You are probably wondering where I got the money to get the cottage. Let's just say that the guy I took it from was not a very nice man and I was a very bad girl.
The sun was high and bright, no cloud in sight. It was a beautiful day in this tiny town. I loved it here. It was a good fresh start for me. I might even consider starting school. Maybe. If I feel like it. I have an eternity of going to school. I don't want to rush it yet.
I walked into town, going to the nearest coffee shop. Walking inside, I ordered a smoothie and sat down in a window table, watching the outside world.
I wish I could have done this sooner. Before everything that happened with Logan. Before I had met Scott. It would have been nice to give up the pack and come here with my family. To actually be a family and not be surrounded by wolves.
I took a sip of my smoothie and grabbed a newspaper on the table next to me, opening it and looking at the top news stories.
I was never one to read a newspaper, but if I was going to live in the 21st century, I had to get the loop of things.
(AN: I know years are passing between books. It is for sure 2012 in this one. So sorry if I am confusing you at all. But I realized what I was doing and yea. =P)
'Death toll grows in Wisconsin wolves. No note on the source.'
My heart dropped a little. These could have been my wolves. But I set the paper down, not wanting to know more. It had honestly been years sense I thought about them. So many years have passed without a thought and I don't want to start thinking about them now.
I looked out the window and kept drinking my smoothie, watching family's pass. I looked outside, seeing a bunch a teenagers pass.
All together, there were 7 teenagers, 4 boys and 3 girls. All the girls were hanging on a boy. Only one was stuck a little bit behind the group yet totally involved with what they were doing, like he was the one in charge. They started walking towards the coffee shop I was in and walked in.
"Hey mom," I heard the lone boy say as he walked up to the counter and kissed the woman behind it.
"Hi honey. How was the beach?" She asked him, looking at his friends going to sit down on the other side of the shop.
"It was beautiful. We are probably going tomorrow," he said, kissing her again on the cheek and walked over to his friends.
I starred at them carefully, watching them with interest. I wanted to see how they acted. How they lived in this world without and super human powers. I just wanted to see how they were being human.
The lone boy looked over at me, locking eyes with me. I looked away quickly, looking out the window and taking a big drink of my smoothie.
"Hey guys, I'll be right back," I heard the guy say. I heard footsteps getting closer and closer to me. I hoped, prayed, that he wasn't coming over to me. But I never got my wish.
He pulled up a chair, sitting on it backwards, and smiling sweetly at me. "Hi," he said to me.
I looked at him, nodded, and looked back outside.
"This is a small town and I know everyone. I mean everyone. And I know you are not a local. I'm Collin," He held out his hand to me to shake. I looked at his hand and then looked at him.
"Alex," I muttered, shaking his hand quickly and then pulling away. He laughed.
"So, Alex, what bring you to Maine?" Collin as me, looking completely interesting in my story.
"Um. My, um, parents were killed in a car crash and I came here to live on my own. I need a new start," I told him, trying to smile.
"Oh, I'm sorry that happened," He said, frowing. I shrugged. "They say everything happens for a reason right? I find this as an experience that I will never forget. Yes, I am completely overwhelmed living by myself, but this had to had happen for a reason."
Collin gave me a look and nodded. "I see. Well, if you ever need something to do, call or text me. I'm always here to talk to," Collin grabbed a napkin from the table next to us, quickly grabbed a pen from the front counter and ran back over and wrote down his number for me.
"Thanks," I said, taking the napkin. "I will be sure to call you if I need anyone to talk to."
Collin smiled at me and then walked back over to his friends. They looked so happy. Like there was nothing in the world that would ruin their day. I smiled at this, got up and walked out of the coffee shop.
I could tell I was going to like this place. And hopefully, no one will find me here.
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