Why should I Howl? Chapter 1: Sleeping again?
I was walking through the dark forest with my hands in my pockets. I didn't know why I was here, only that I've been here before. The wind whipped through my white hair covering my baby blue eyes. I brushed the hair out of the way and kept walking.
It was a relaxing feeling, just walking aimlessly without a care in the world. I closed my eyes, taking in the sounds and smells in the air. That's when I heard a twig snap. My eyes snapped open as I looked around cautiously. To my right it saw movement. As I watched I saw something creep from the shadows and into the moonlight.
It was a giant white wolf with baby blue eyes like mine. What the hell?
"Soon you will awaken me." It said. "Soon you will embrace me."
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"Christopher Rowan wake up right now!" A voice boomed in my ear.
I snapped awake with drool all over my desk. At first I don't know where I am until I see my teacher Ms. Spink glaring at me.
"Sleeping in class again are we?" She huffed, all the other students laughed. "Why can't you ever focus? You'll never succeed in life if you're always dozing off!"
"You're right Ms. Spink..." I looked away. "Sorry..."
"Oh you will be." She said in a placid tone. "Because you'll be cleaning my classroom after school today until five o'clock! Plus I'll be calling your parents! Understood?!"
"Yes Ms. Spink..." I sighed. This was the twentieth time this month!
When she went back to teaching I used the sleeve of my black hoodie to wipe the drool off the desk. My black skull beanie had gotten messed up while I was uh... resting my eyes, so i adjusted it to where it held my hair in place away from my face.
While everyone was taking notes I was busy sketching the white wolf in my journal. This wasn't my first time seeing him so I made a journal comprised of all the events that happen before I see him, what happens when I see him, and what happens after I see him. So far it happens when I'm asleep during a time when I feel bored or feel the need to go out and do something. The wolf usually says the same things.
"One day you'll awaken me." It would say.
However this time was different. It said I'd awaken him "soon" which is a subtle but noticeable change. I finish my sketch which I must say didn't look half bad. When Ms. Spink's back was turned I took a picture of the notes on the board.
'Now I don't have to worry about writing them.' I thought. 'I can just go home and write them down then. Ok time catch up on lost sleep!'
I laid my head back down for another snooze. I didn't really care about getting caught this time since I'd already been caught once. This time I dreamed of normal teenage boy stuff. Having a girlfriend and having a sick tan! God knows I need a tan! I'm so pale I could pass of as Casper the friendly ghost.
"CHRISTOPHER!" Ms. Spink roared causing me to fall out of my seat. "It's 3:30! School ended ten minutes ago! You slept the whole rest of the day even after I scolded you you're on so much-"
"Wait it's 3:30?!" I interrupted. "Shit I'm late!"
I grabbed my stuff and ran out the door. I ran down the hall that echoed with Ms. Spink's screaming to come back. Oh yeah I had detention. That didn't matter to me though I had to get to her place before she left.
'But I missed my bus!' I thought in anguish. 'Wait a sec! Gee I'm stupid! How'd I forget already?'
I ran out the back door of the school which had a deep forest. Perfect. I slung my bag on and ran through the trees at full sprint. I saw a low hanging branch so I jump, grabbing it in midair and using it to swing flip upward. I went up a short distance, landing on a branch then bouncing off of it to the next branch.
I've been a free runner since I was nine. I had to teach myself how to do it because I was always sleeping in and missing my bus in the morning. It's a very quick way to get around plus it's fun.
I was nearing my destination so I started to descend from the tree tops. I landed on the ground fairly easily. When I started walking I could see her house in front of me. Her parent's car was still there so I wasn't too late. I ran out of the woods and to the front door. I rang the doorbell.
As I waited I opened my bag, pulling out a package with wolf wrapping on it. When the door opened a beautiful girl my age with brown hair and hazel eyes. She smiled when she saw me which made me smile back.
"Hey Rachel." I said. "Sorry I'm late. I fell asleep in class again."
"Again?" She laughed. "It's my last day in SunnyVale and you're still up to your antics? I'm going to miss that."
"I got you something." I said holding up the package. "Just something to remember me by."
She smiled, taking the package. When she opened it she gasped. It was a medium sized black book. When she opened it there were pictures of us together back when we were only five years old. Tears started to form in her eyes as she started to flip through the pages.
"Oh I'm sorry Rachel!" I said hastily. "I didn't mean to make you cry!"
She shook her head, laughing to herself. She ruffled my hair real good sometimes.
"These are tears of joy silly." Rachel said. "Thank you so much for this. You're the greatest friend I've ever had. I can't believe I'm leaving you."
"Hey it's alright." I said. "Because great friends never forget each other. I'm sure you'll be fun in Lunarville just don't forget me okay?"
"Rachel it's time to go!" Rachel's mom called out.
"Coming mom!" She responded grabbing her bag and steeping out of the house for the last time. She looked at me as if debating something. I gave her a big hug. "I won't ever forget you Chris."
With that she pulled away for the last time. I watched in sadness as my best and only friend got into her mom's car. As it backed out of the driveway I fought the urge to chase after it. Instead I watched it drive slowly down the road, make a turn, and disappear.
"Have fun in Lunarville." I said aloud but no one heard.
I walked off the front porch of the now empty house feeling a little empty myself. I guess it had finally hit me that she was gone. I was probably never going to see her again. It hurt more than I thought it would. My home was just across the way so I walked into its blue steps (weird I know) to the blue door.
When I unlocked it and walked in I was met with a surprise. Both my parents were standing there with their arms crossed. I guess my teacher called them after all.
"Your teacher called." My dad said confirming my theory. He had gray hair and muddy brown eyes. Since he's as pale as me i could clearly see his face turning red with anger. "She said you were sleeping in class."
"Yeah so what?" I shrugged it off causing my mom to make a small but noticeable sound. She had baby blue eyes just like me that blended perfectly with her blonde hair. Unlike me and my father she had very tan skin.
"What are you thinking?!" My dad shouted. "Why are you wasting your life? You're never going to get anywhere in life by just lazing around!"
"You ever stop to think that maybe I don't give a shit?" I was getting angry. "My grades are average dad! It's not like I'm failing class! In fact class is so easy it can't help but fall asleep! Why don't you get off my back for once and realize I'm not Jason and I never will be!"
Jason is my older brother, but we'll get to him later. Let's just say he's a self important snob who thinks he's the best thing that ever happened since sliced bread.
"Go to your room!" My dad spat.
"Fine!" I said, throwing my bag next to the front door. I must of thrown it too hard because the zipper busted causing my journal and notebooks to fly out. I sighed as I turned to pick them up. When I got everything I realized I was missing something. Where was my journal?
"Chris..." I heard my dad say. "Is this yours?"
I turned to see him holding my journal. He flipped through the pages with his eyes getting wider with each page. You'd think he'd found gold. I nodded.
"Chris I know this is sudden but I want you to pack your things." He said. "Your going to Lunarville."
A/N: Hey guys it's yours truly! So I decided a while ago to make a werewolf story. I know so original right? As common as it is I've always wanted to write this king of story as a parallel to A Fallen Angel. Angels and werewolves, odd combination huh? I might cross the two stories over at some point, but it would be more of a 'What if?' story. Anyways if you liked it review it! If you hate it review it! If you couldn't get enough of it vote/follow! Atticus out!