CHAPTER 1

I BE COME A PERSONAL ESCORT

I hate school, which all there is to it. I already know more than the people here do. The teachers are unbearable and do not even get me started on the students. I hate waking up for it. Take right now for instance I missed the bus... again. I was considering running to school (would take about 8 minutes instead of the 20 minute drive), but as all was my lovely sister always one-step ahead of me. I think she knew I was going to miss the bus. I am still amazed at how beautiful she was. She is 26 and was 19 seven years ago when she found me half-dead. She has dark blond hair and extremely beautiful amber yellow eyes. She rather reminds me of my mom. Any way as I was saying school sucks, driving there rocks when you are in a convertible charger and not in a crowded school bus. I love being in the woods and driving there was just a fun. Any way I am going to school at St. Alexander's school for boys and girls (Cool name huh). My older sister drives us to school, and when I say us, I mean us as in Sara and me. Just in case you missed it she lives with us know. We rebuilt the mansion with some of the money we inherited. We got to school and were late, again.

"Get to class; I'll call to give an explanation." We got out the car.

"Hey take care of Sara, remember she's your responsibility now." as if didn't know that already. "And Sara, keep those girls off your brother." I closed the door and she drove off.

"Will do," she said waving "so where are we supposed to be right now." Sara said clinging to my arm.

"Well its 9:40 so were in science. Do you really have to leach on like this?"

"Yes, you don't have any other option. You're my big brother after all." As if, I was not reminded every 20 seconds. "After all I have to keep all those girls off you." I opened the door and she walked in. "O what manners"

"Shut up." I muttered. "I just wanted you off my arm." We walked to class and opened the door.

"Well, Mr. Lowell and Ms. Lowell were glad you both could make it to day. Do you have a pass?"

"No Sir. We don't, but the office knows were here." I took my seat. I sit alone and do not really mind it. Three minutes into class, someone knocked on the door. Mr. Newtents, the science teacher, opened the door and an office assistant and someone else came in. The office assistant gave Mr. Newtents a paper and left.

"Everyone this is our newest student here, Johanna Cartel Black. Why don't sit next to Mr. Lowell? Mr. Lowell will you raise your hand please."

I raised my hand and she walked over and sat down. This is just great, just what we need, a new student. I could feel Sara starring at us. She's kind of cute but no chances, no relationships; it's one of the rules. As soon as the bell rings, I'm gone. That plan didn't work out so well. It was quiet through most of class, and then the bell rang. I got up and was almost free then, death. "Mr. Lowell." Mr. Newtent stood up. "Due to your tardiness you will escort Miss. Black here to all of her classes today to make up what you missed of class to day. No exceptions, is that understood."

If only I had gotten up on time today. Yes Sir. She got up and we walked out.

"So that's Mr. Newtents, seems lively."

"Ya he's a boat load of fun. You should see him in detention, he actually smiles."

She laughed. She has a sense of humor that's good. No, no girls. "That's funny. So what's your name any way?"

I didn't feel the need to tell her my name. "Ok here's your class." I turned around and walked away. "See ya."

She turned around and yelled, "Hey what's your name." I didn't feel that it was necessary for her to know name. I walked off and waved.

I turned the corner and Sara was there. "So that went well."

"What are you doing here? You're supposed to be in class."

"I couldn't just you with her, now could I."

"Yes you could. It's not like I would have done anything."

"Right did you get a whiff of her?"

"How could I not she sat right next to me." It was heavenly, she smelt like, well I can't think of anything to describe it.

"So what do you think?"

"Think of what, her?"

"Of course her you dope!"

"I don't know, what I am supposed to think? Am I supposed to think about her?"

"You're really bad with girls aren't you?"

"What's your point?"

"Forget it we'd better get to class."

"What ever."

We went through school: science, algebra, English 2 (saw here there and asked after my name), P.E, technology (saw her again and still asked for my name), and then lunch. It was time for some re-con.

"Hey bro, what's up?"

"Nuten much, you."

"Stressed and got a major head ache"

"About what or who? Could it be the new girl?"

"She's persistent at getting my name. Now it's just becoming annoying. I should just tell her my name."

"Wow she must really like you."

"What ever."

"Why don't you ask her to sit with us, or are you scared?"

"I'm not going to embarrass myself. If you're so sure about her why don't you ask her to come?"

"Uhhhh, ok." She ran towards the cafeteria.

"Hey it was just joke. Great know what I am going to do."

(Oh, stop whining. I'm just going to ask a few questions. God you have some serious issues.)

"Like I didn't know that already, just don't tell her my name ok." I'm not always able to trust what she says. She can use telepathy; it's a perk to being a werewulf for her. She can talk to humans and animals through thoughts. "I'm not waiting around for her."

(Fine but you owe me one.)

"What ever." They say love is around every corner. I hope not, I'm not really looking for it, but then again some things can't be helped.

"Did you find her yet?"

(I knew it; you like her don't you)

"Shut up!"

(YOU DO... oh your sisters going to be pissed.)

"You can't tell her. I'm not even sure of it myself."

(WHAT DO YOU MEAN IM NOT SURE OF IT. It's simple do you like her or not?)

"Hey can you not yell in my head it already hurts in there. I think I do."

(It's about time you fell in love.)

"What happened to it's my job to keep those girls off of you. What happened to that?"

(There's nothing wrong with her. I like her too just not the way you do.)

"What ever, if you see her don't tell her where I am ok."

(OK)

"Wait, that was too easy. Where is she?"

(Oh, you'll find her faster than I will. Just like, you said, right around the corner.)

"You're a real pain you know that right."

(But that's why you love me. Anyway, GOOD LUCK.)

"Good luck with what."

(Oh never mind, don't be rude and say hi for me, ok.)

"What, wait, what you mean by say hi? And." I cut my self off and finally understood what she meant by you'll find her faster than me.

"Oh there you are I was um, looking for you." I'm trapped, just great. "So did you eat or are you going to lunch or are you not hungry?" She looks like she was tired from running around.

"Are you ok, you look tired?" She started to stumble and nearly fell over. I grabbed her.

"Ya I'm just a little tired that's all." I couldn't stop looking at her. I know this is going to sound weird but she smells amazing. "You're really warm."

"Ya I tend to be warm if you can call that warm."

"You're really warm now. Your, your kind of hot, I...I…I mean like warm hot."

Ok now I know I was blushing because was starting to sweat. "Can you walk?"

"Ya so why did you leave the cafeteria again?"

"I was looking for you. I was talking to my sister and she asked me to introduce you to her."

"Um" She hesitated. I wonder why. "I think I can walk know." I let go of her. "Can I have my hand back?" I was still holding it. "Ok let's go meet your sister. Where she at?"

"She's in the cafeteria."

"Ok can you lead; I don't know where it is."

"Ok, are you sure you can you walk?"

"I think. Is it ok if I lean on you, just in case?"

"Ya, put your arm over me." We walked to the cafeteria and sat were Sara was.

"Hey what happened is she alright!"

"Ya she just tired. Sara Johanna, Johanna Sara. Are you hungry Johanna?"

I got Johanna, Sara, and I some food and we talked. It was a lot less boring than I thought it would have been. In a sense, it was interesting getting to know her. Turns out she, her older brother, and younger sister, Cathy, came from the U.K because her mom and dad got new jobs here in the Japan.

"Hey I know this is going to sound weird but…" She paused. She didn't know how to ask this question I guess "… Am I …annoying to you."

I looked at Sara; she gave me that don't say anything-stupid look. This was a weird question to ask and I did not want to lie to her. "No, not at all, if anything I should be annoying to you. It must be embarrassing. To have to have some one walk you to all your classes, I should be the annoying one, right."

"Not really. The whole day I've been asked questions about…" she stopped herself.

"About what?"

"About you."

"What kind of questions."

"Are you sure you want to know?"

"I can take it."

"Well like 'What's he like?' 'Dose he talk and what's he talk about?' 'Is he single.' and the weirdest one was 'Do you think he's cute?" She had an embarrassed look and her face. I was sure she was blushing.

It was time to see what she really thought of me. (Sara if you can hear me tell me if she's lying or telling the truth. ok)

(Ok)

"So what did you say?"

"I said yes he can talk."

(True. She said she likes to talk to you.)

"He's a nice person."

(True, she like's your personality.)

"I don't know if he's single or not."

(True. She hopes you're single.)

"And I didn't have an answer for the last one."

(Lie. She got a crush on you. Lucky you.)

(Shut up) I was surprised she thought of me. "Wow didn't know people talked about me." She smiled and looked down at her plate. I knew what was wrong. "So what's eating you? You look upset."

"If you don't like me it's understandable. I'm not the easiest person to talk to but… can you please tell me your name?"

I might as well "Wow your really persistent aren't you? Well just for that I'll tell you my name, on one condition."

"What's that?"

"Please don't call me by my last name, ok. It's really annoying hearing it all day."

"Ok, so what is your full name?"

"Allen Lowell Centhel, but I just go by Allen Lowell."

(She imaging her name with ours sooooooo cute. Johanna Cartel Lowell)

"Ok Lowell, not Centhel. So..." The bell cut her off.

"Ok time to take you to your next class, what is it?"

"World History."

"Well looks like you're with me for this class."

"You mean …"

"Ya, we have the next class together."