"Where's Red?" George asked.

I looked up from where I was searching around in the cabinet. "I think she's on the roof," I told him.

"Why would she be up there?"

"It might be the fact that you haven't told her we're hunters so she feels left out. She also doesn't know what this moonshine day is either so she also feels left out about that and kinda lonely considering who her other friends are."

George looked at me. "I want to tell her, but you know I can't."

"Yah, yah," I said with the wave of my hand. "but it'll just hurt you in the end."

"What do you mean by that?"

"It's obvious that your into her George, anyone but her and Kelsea can see it," I said.

And anyone but Red and George can see that Kelsea is into you.

George blushed. "Is it really that obvious?"

I shrugged and took out a bag of chips. "Yep."

Of course it was obvious that George Hunter like Red Hills. George was always following her around like a lost puppy. He always watched her when she was in the same room as him. He even hated that other gang of people - Conall and everyone else - more than I hated them because he though that Red could fall for them. It was actually quiet obvious that George Hunter was in love with one of his best friends.

Another thing that was obvious was that Kelsea Juniper was in love with George Hunter. It was subtle - more subtle that George. She would light up whenever George was in the same room. She rarely questioned him and looked at him with a longing far way look like if she came to close, he would disappear all together. So it was quiet obvious that Kelsea Juniper was in love with George Hunter.

"Does everyone have there clothes packs hidden in the correct spots?" I asked.

Haley, Ryan, Ellie, Nick, and Evan nodded. Matthew and Fred were mysteriously missing.

"Where the heck are Matthew and Fred?" I asked rubbing my temples with my forefingers.

"They left a while ago," Evan told me kicking the forest ground with his foot.

"Of course they did," I muttered. "and they probably won't be coming back until an hour before moonlight strikes."

"It's them," Haley said. "it will probably be half an hour before moonlight strikes."

"Just my luck."

"Hey," Ryan said to Haley suddenly. "Did Red go over to Marcus' house today?"

Haley shrugged.

"You know," Nick said. "she's friends with that new guy. George Hunter or whatever. And he's friends with Marcus and Kelsea. What if they're taking her on the hunt tonight!"

"Impossible," Haley scoffed. "they would of had to tell her everything and I don't see Red avoiding us."

"In fact it's the other way around," Ryan said.

"Maybe she's just trying to throw us off and then bam! You're dead," Nick said.

"I highly doubt that Red's a hunter," Haley said.

"You never know," Nick pointed out.

"Why do you even care so much!" Ellie snapped. "It's better to just avoid her and ignore her."

"Yah, but then we would be you," Haley said.

Ellie glared at her. "At least when she calls us al freaks and joins the hunters because of what we are, I won't be the one who gets hurt."

"Yah, well some of us like to try this thing called being friendly," Haley snapped.

Ellie stepped foreword and growled.

"That's enough!" I yelled.

Ellie backed off with a glare.

Sometimes, I hate being the Alfa.

"I'm going outside," Kelsea yelled.

"Don't get attacked by any werewolves!"

Kelsea turned and glared at me. "I'm just climbing onto the roof to talk to Red," She said.

"Why?"

"Because you are guys!"

"I kind of like being a guy," George said from behind me.

Kelsea took one look at George and screamed before stomping out of the house.

"Dude," George said, "What's her problem?"

"We're here!" Matthew called out as he and Fred ran through the trees.

They were gasping and had probably run about two miles or so back.

"What took you so long?" I asked.

"We ran down to Brave Point and stuck our clothes over there."

"You're going to jump into Swan Lake again?" I asked.

Matthew and Fred both grinned and nodded. "Did we miss anything here?"

"No," Evan said, "just a cat fight." Both Haley and Ellie glared at him, "or a dog fight."

"Can we just get going?" I asked. "we're late as it is. I don't want to transform to close to town, remember what happened last time?"

Everyone tried not to look at Ellie. "I remember," Ellie said quietly.

"Good, now come on," I slung my back pack over my shoulder and we all started hiking further into the woods.

"You want to go pass the football around?" I asked George.

He shrugged.

"Come on," I said, "it'll give you a chance to show off to Red. She sitting on the roof with a perfect view of the front yard.

George smiled. "Suddenly," he said, "This is a lot more interesting."

George and I were about to walk out the front door when Kelsea came through the back one.

"Where are you guys going?" She asked grinning ear to ear.

George lifted up the football in his hand. "We were just going to pass this around," He said.

"Goody," Kelsea said sarcastically.

"Well than you can stay in here like the spoil sport you are," I told her.

She rolled her eyes but followed us out the door. "Heck if you're leaving me," She said.

Once outside George passed me the football and so forth until Red appeared behind me. She was wearing a long sleeved cream colored shirt that stopped right above the waistband of her skinny jeans, she had a thick dark brown belt on and a red beanie rested on top of her long, curly, dark brown hair. She had a dreamy look in her beautiful blue eyes. If I was George, I would fancy her too.

"Hey guys," Red said with a quick look at Kelsea, "what are you doing?"

I shook the football in my hand a little before passing it to George. "A man's sport," I said.

"We're just passing a football around," George said with a smile. "think fast."

Red caught the football with ease. Lucky catch.

"Man's sport my ass," She said.

Kelsea laughed.

Red passed the football to me

"Okay," I admitted. "a somewhat man's sport."

"You better believe it."

I smiled and winked at Red as I passed George the football once again.

Red rolled here eyes but smiled showing off her perfect white teeth.

George looked kind of angry.

He threw the football harder at me for the rest of the day. And soon the sunset vanished and the stars started coming out.

"It's getting dark," George called out.

"We should really go now," I said turning to Red. It was time for the hunt.

"Oh, okay," Red said quietly.

"It's a full moon Red," George called out to her. "you shouldn't be walking home alone."

"I think I'll manage," She yelled back.

And she started walking away.

"I feel kind of bad for that," George said walking towards me.

"She doesn't know yet," I told him, "she can't come anyways, it's too dangerous for someone that isn't trained.

George nodded.

An earth shattering howl came from inside me and I doubled over in pain. The Wolf was taking control.

Somewhere in the forest the rest of the pack lie, waiting for there own changes to take over them.

The twigs of the trees dug into my face as I thrashed around.

I was the first to change, always the first.

I was the Alfa.