Wolves
Chapter One: La Push
I really wish we didn't have to move. Dad wants to come back to the reservation where I was born, La Push, because he says it'll be safer for me. I don't get what he means. I'm doing just fine here and I'm not in any danger, so why does he insist it's not as safe for me here? I get that he's upset about mom, we both are, but I don't want to move away from my friends. It's hard enough right now, but I don't know what I'll do without my friends. La Push is where he and mom grew up, he knows people there, but I don't. We moved away from La Push when I was three years old because my mom wanted to live in California and my dad couldn't say no to her. I think that's really why he wants to move; because of mom. This was where she wanted to be and it embodies so much of her that I think he's having a hard time handling it. It's been a year, but it still hurts really bad. I just wish I could stay, all I really know about the area that we're moving to is that it rains a lot. Which is good I guess, rain helps me sleep and the smell of it relaxes me.
***One Month Later***
I frown looking down at the picture of my mother I placed on my bedside table. It's from before everything happened, she looked so happy. It was from one of my track meets. I had gotten hurt, but my mom insisted that I did amazing and we had to celebrate. I shake my head, clearing the thought from my mind. That's it, we're moved in. That's everything. Apparently, mom and dad owned the property they lived on before moving and never sold it, that was dad's only condition about moving to California. He made mom promise they wouldn't sell the property or the house, that way we could move back easily if we ever wanted to. So, we just moved back into the house they used to live in.
"Alexandria! Come downstairs, there's some people I want you to meet!" I heard my father yell up the stairs at me. I sigh and then realize I'm still not dressed and ready.
"I'll be down as quickly as possible, I still have to get dressed dad!" I yell back before quickly changing out of my pajamas and into white shorts, a loose grey tank top that says 'Always look forward' on it. I put on a white camisole under that and some black tennis shoes. I glance in the mirror; my hair looks fine and I'm not wearing makeup, but I honestly don't have time for that right now. I pause, looking at my mom's photo, before I bound down the stairs. I head into the living room to see my dad, a man in a wheel chair, and three guys around my age.
"Ah, there you are! All right, Alexandria, I want you to meet an old friend of mine. This is Billy Black." My dad says with a smile and I look over at the man in the wheel chair. He seems very friendly.
"Hello, Mr. Black, it's nice to meet you." I shake his hand and he gives a chuckle.
"You can call me Billy. This is my son, Jacob." He says, giving me a warm smile.
I glance over at the boy with long hair, who obviously has some muscle on him, whoa. He's really attractive. In an effort to save myself from embarrassment I avoid staring and hold my hand out for him to shake, "Alexandria Hunt, you can just call me Alex though."
I can't help but glance at the boys next to Jacob as he shakes my hand. I hear a chuckle and look back up at Jacob, "These are my friends Quil and Embry, they insisted on tagging along. We don't get new kids around here often."
"Or ever." Embry smirks.
"I see," I say sending a smile their way.
"Why don't you kids go hangout and Billy and I will catch up on things?" My dad says in a way that implies that he wasn't really asking. I nod and move to lead them outside when my dad stops me with a protective glance, "Remember what we talked about?"
"Don't worry," I laugh, "I have them both with me. It's okay daddy, have fun."
"All right. If you guys go anywhere let me know." He says and with that we head outside.
"So, uh," I pause awkwardly, "What do you guys do for fun around here? If you don't want to go anywhere we can just sit and talk or something."
Before anyone else can say something Quil raises an eyebrow at me, "I'm Quil Ateara. So, where are you from?"
"A small town in California that you wouldn't have heard of, Wellsprings." I chuckle at his enthusiasm.
"Hey! I know what we can do!" Embry grins impishly, "Let's head to the beach."
I laugh, "I don't know about that."
"Come on, it'll be fun." Embry insists.
Jacob rolls his eyes, "Don't push her if she doesn't want to go."
"Too afraid to swim Californian?" Quil butts in.
"I'm not afraid of anything. You're on." I smirk, the part of me that refuses to be considered chicken getting the best of me. I'm that way with all kinds of stuff, dares, bets, and people just egging me on.
When we finally arrive at the beach I grin at them, "Now, this is what I'm talking about. Come on! Last one in the water is a rotten egg!"
I quickly get out of the car and throw my clothes off so that I'm just in my swimsuit before running for the water. I get out to where the water comes halfway up my thighs before spinning around with a triumphant grin, "Ha, I wi-Ahhhh!"
I let out a scream as Jacob quickly catches up and pick a me up, throwing me over his shoulder, "Put me down! This is so not funny! Put me down, I mean it! Jacob!"
"I don't know, it seems pretty funny to me!" Jacob smirks.
After hanging out with the boys I go up to my room and read for a while before feeling like I need to clear my head. I decide I'll just go take a jog in the woods because I am in desperate need for a workout. I change into some yoga pants, a clean tank top, and tennis shoes.I smile, grabbing my phone and headphones, "Dad, I'm going for a run! I'll be back before it gets late I promise!"
I start my jog in the woods as my music begins to play. I sigh as a song comes on that reminds me of my dad. I'm running when I see a flash of red, causing me to stop. What was that? Is there a fire? I take my headphones out and turn off my music, putting my phone and headphones in one hand. No, I don't hear the sounds of a fire and I don't smell any smoke. What the heck? I slowly begin to look around when suddenly a redheaded woman is standing before me. I gasp then look up at her eyes, they're blood red. Before I can even react, a large black wolf jumps out from behind a few of the trees and attempts to tackle her. She begins to run off and the wolf chases her. They are gone in an instant.
That wolf was huge. That woman had fangs and her eyes were too red to be natural. Her skin was so pale and it seemed to almost shimmer slightly. It doesn't make sense, yet I know that somehow that was real. I'm not dreaming. What the hell... I have to find out more about this. I must approach it in a rational way though, I don't want to seem insane.
***Monday***
School. Kill me, please. This is the part of moving down here that I dreaded the most. I really did not want to start school in a new town. Especially a small town, coming from a small town myself I know what it's like when you're new in a small town. You are immediately put in the spot light and I hate it. Well. Here goes nothing.
