A.N. I was asked to write a story about Brady and the imprint I gave him so here it is.

A Year (Well Two Years Actually) In Review

Hi, my name is Brady Heare and this is my story. Well kinda. Technically it isn't just my story and I'm not the only character in it. But I will be telling it and it does generally center around me so yeah, it's mystory. I'm going to start at the beginning. Or at least where I deem is the beginning. Because technically my story starts the day I was born or some would even say the day I was conceived. But I am going to start my story on the first day of grade seven.

I was 12 years old, had a best friend and was pretty pumped. I mean this was my first year of Junior High! My best friend Collin did not share my enthusiasm. You see he was a bit of an odd looking boy. He was kind of scrawny with an oddly shaped nose and terrible acne. And his arms seemed to be too big for his body. Collin and I had been best friends since kindergarten. And in all honesty he hadn't always looked so...bizarre. But then he did. He acts like it all happened overnight but I can safely say it was a gradual process.

Ever since Collin had turned up looking so funny people had been making fun of him. I was his only friend. Everyone seemed to forget than Collin was really funny, loyal, smart and great fun to hang out with. They only seemed to see his looks. So while I wasthrilled to be starting Junior High, he just saw it as another opportunity for some total jerks to tease him. Actually he was convinced it would get worse as we got older.

We had been hanging out in the school yard before the bell rang when I spotted something interesting.

"Hey Collin, do you know who that new girl is?" Collin looked up from his shoe (which he had been tying) and looked around.

"Which new girl?"

"The one walking with Autumn Vernon." I pointed in their direction. Autumn Vernon had moved here last year from Canada. She had light brown hair and pale green eyes and was all about fashion. She always dressed in what was stylish and in and I bet she took hours doing her hair in the morning. She was very sociable and had quickly made friends. Today though she was walking with a girl I had never seen.

I turned to Collin and he shook his head. The bell rang so I looked at my schedule and saw that I had English first. When I got there and took my assigned seat I realised I was next to Autumn Vernon. I was extremely curious about the new girl and I really wanted to ask Autumn about her. I battled with myself about it until there was about 15 minutes left of class.

"Hey Autumn." I said tapping her lightly on the shoulder. She turned to me and looked slightly surprised that I wanted to talk to her. I guess that was natural as I had never spoken to her before.

"Yes?" I bit my lip feeling suddenly stupid.

"I was just wondering who the new girl was. I mean I saw you walking with her and yeah." I finished lamely.

"Oh, that's Brooke Parks. She's my cousin." She answered. I nodded.

"She from Canada too?" She nodded.

"Yeah, her dad's company transferred him here." I started to contemplate this when I realised she was still watching me.

"Oh um thanks Autumn." She smiled.

"No problem." The bell rang and I quickly went to find Collin to tell him what I had learned.

"Collin! Hey Collin! Over here." He came over scowling the whole time.

"What's up with you?"

"The new girl. I hate her. I just had French with her and I already want to throttle her." He was glaring at everyone and looked about ready to start growling. I decided it would be better to withhold the information I had gathered about her.

At lunch I watched as she trailed behind Autumn. She looked extremely nervous. While Autumn was dressed in skinny jeans, some funny pirate shoes and a pale blue blouse (all of which were apparently in fashion), Brooke was wearing a pair of black soccer shorts, powder blue flip flops and a tight long white t-shirt. She had wavy blonde hair and very pale skin.

Autumn was chatting to some friends and Brooke was following silently behind them. She sat at the edge of the table and only talked to Autumn. The rest of time she stared at her lunch. I guessed that she was very shy.

I didn't have any classes with her so all I knew about her was what Autumn had told me, what Collin ranted about and what I observed. According to Collin she was some sort of Devil spawn but from what I saw of her she seemed to be completely different. I only heard her talk once and that was when she was screaming at Collin. They were bitter enemies. He took every opportunity to annoy her and she wasted no time in retaliating with biting remarks. It was a vicious circle that I was not fond of.

That was how our seventh grade year passed like. Collin and Brooke hating each other and me silently observing Brooke. And no I wasn't stalking her. So when the year ended I was definitely glad. No more endless arguments. When grade 8 started I had steeled myself for what was to come. But I didn't see Brooke at the beginning of the day.

When I got to first period English I was once again seated next to Autumn. I leaned over and tapped her shoulder.

"Brooke is back in Canada." I stared at her flabbergasted for a moment. How did she know?

"That is what you wanted to know isn't it? Where she was?" She looked at me with her eyebrow raised. I nodded slowly.

"Why?" I asked.

"Her dad got transferred back. And she probably won't ever come back. Because even if he does get transferred again it will probably be to Boston or New Jersey."

"Oh." I sat back in my seat. There was a strange cold feeling in my stomach that I couldn't quite place. When I next saw Collin I told him the "good" news.

"Brooke's moved back to Canada and she isn't coming back." Collin was extremely pleased by this information. All in all though it probably was a good thing that she left. The extra stress she caused Collin would definitely have been unwanted. Because grade 8 was the year I became a werewolf. And so did Collin. It was terrible.

I know what you're thinking. That werewolves don't exist but I'm telling you they do. Though all the stuff Hollywood has told you is so not true.

Me and Collin were the youngest in the pack. One guy was a year older and the rest were all 3 or more years older.

Becoming a werewolf caused a huge growth spurt. I shot upwards and acquired some serious muscles though I hadn't actually worked out. I got a deeper voice too. It's like I had totally bypassed puberty. All of Collin's awkwardness and acne had vanished. He had experienced all the same changes I had. I definitely think I'm lucky my best friend changed with me.

I was definitely lucky. My dad was part of the town elders so he understood what was going on. Collin on the other hand had to keep it a secret from his parents.

I still remember my first day back at school. When I walked into English everyone stared at me with their mouths hanging open. When I took my seat I could swear I heard Autumn mutter a wow.

That was the big thing of eighth grade. The rest of eighth grade passed in a blur and then I was off to high school. And with high school came the next huge obstacle to tackle.

I was sitting in the grass with Collin when I saw Autumn Vernon and Brooke Parks walk by.

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