Chapter 2: NightWolf'S Story
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AUTHORS NOTE: Dear Bree, my first every reviewer, Thank You for reading! I like your idea and thank you for your feedback. I think that her getting bullied will probably happen to her or maybe someone close to her, but I feel that she will deal with the bulling in a different way than Marinette. Once Again Thank you for the feedback and hope you enjoy!
As Ava Well, or NightWolf in her new form stepped out of the alley way she beelined her way back home, as her cover story for going to Master Fu's wouldn't last for long. She had told her Mom and Dad that she was going on a run and that she was going to run in the park, so they wouldn't suspect a thing, when really, she was going to be introduced to the most famous superheroes of all time! now that her family had moved to Paris, For a grand total of 1 week, they finally understood that in Paris, you most of the time walk everywhere. They had bought her a phone before the move so that she could keep in touch with her old friends, so that was okay, but because she was Only 11 and pretty small for her age, they were afraid she would get kidnapped. So, their solution was whenever she went anywhere, she always had to call them before she left and when she arrived, Always. She enjoyed the freedom, but her parents were still SO strict.
As she rounded the block to her home, which to her delight, was located right next to a bakery, that always smelled good. She was pretty sure that a girl her brothers age, lived in there, as she had saw her helping the owners, Mr. and Mrs. Dupen-Chang when she had gone around early that morning to try their Chocolate Crepes, she just couldn't wait any longer. The girl also looked like them, so she guessed they were related in some way.
Hanging up on her mom as she walked into the house she called " I'm Home" and she raced up to her room. When she arrived in her room, she noticed her brother, Tyler Leaning in the doorway of his room
"So how was your run, tiring I'm guessing. You know, if you work on running anymore you might as well join the new schools running team as well." My brother Tyler teased, highlighting a very important point, School. They were starting tomorrow at Françoise Dupont high/middle. Since the school included high School and Middle school they would be going together. This school was highly praised, so their parents made the decision to move there
"Speaking of school, are you excited for it tomorrow?" Ava asked
"Kind of, I'm really more nervous though." He replied
"Why, everyone likes you, not me though, I'm just shy and weird. I miss my old friends. They understood me." Ava stated sadly
"Ava, I know were not the most outgoing people, but we'll make it work, I promise. Anyways, I miss my friends too. I think after the initial shock wore of about Dad's company moving to Paris, I started to realize all the bad things. I know it must be worse for you though, having to leave your soccer team behind, you guys were really close. And I know how you feel like you're letting down your team, but I feel it too, so don't be too hard on yourself." Ava had played soccer since she was 6, and she played goalie, making her a big aspect on her team. Since she left, they didn't have a goalie. Dang, she missed them. Even her annoying coach Joshua she missed, which she never thought she'd say or think. Her team had been the best in the USA, well that is, for U 12. Tyler had also played football and basketball for his high school, Harim.
"Yeah, uh Ty, I'm going to go shower, M-Mom left some food in the fridge, she told me on the phone. Her and dad went out to lunch to take a break from packing" And Ava walked off into her room, closing the door behind her while she fought off tears. Her room was a pale white with wooden floors and a big fluffy carpet. Ava had liked her original room, teal with a beach theme, but know that she had moved, she wanted to start over, no reminders of her old room she loved. Anyways, she wanted her room to look like she was more responsible. The only big reminder she still had was the fact that she still played soccer. She had tried out for the team her second day in Paris, and they accepted her right away. Though she would never think it, she was pretty good at soccer. This team wasn't as uptight as her last team, as she only practiced twice a week and only had one game per weekend. She did need to find a new trainer though.
"Stellana, you can come out now!" Ava said quietly, opening up her soccer jacket, bearing her old team's name.
"You okay, Ava?" Stellana squeaked seeing Ava's downcast face.
"Yeah, I'm okay, I'm just nervous for school. I'm also a bit sad that I had to leave home, but, I'm glad I have you. But at least today was fun." Ava said quietly.
"It'll get better, and I'm sure everyone will like you." Stellana said reassuringly
"At least I'm a super hero now!" Ava said, brightening up a bit
"Yep! Your perfect for the job, that's why I chose you! Buttttt, you do need to train tonight."
"Ok, but I'll need to do it at night, my parents don't check on me during then." Ava stated. "I'm going to go shower now Stell, ok?"
"Ok, I'm going to eat some chocolate!" Stellana said happily and zoomed of into Ava's secret stash of chocolate.
After Ava's shower she ran downstairs and grabbed some lunch out of the fridge. While she ate, she thought about lots of things, like earlier when she had talked to Tyler. She remembered him saying something about after the shock of moving had worn off, that he started thinking about the bad parts. This was different for her. She had been filled up to the brim with conflicted emotions ever since she found out, except for when she had to tell her team. At the start of a training session, she announced that she would be moving to Paris for her dads' company, envirocides. It made pest killers that weren't harmful for other animals. When she told them, they thought that it was a prank but when they saw the tears in her eyes they believed it, making that her last time practicing with her team. They had thrown her a goodbye party, but no one was happy. Everyone was either somber, crying, or both. It wasn't a nice party. But then she remembered when she first arrived at her home, and was absolutely astonished by how breathtaking it was. She lived in a tall building, somewhat like an apartment, but it was all her own. There was a patio on top which connected to her room, which she spent a lot of time e on. She had claimed it as "her Area" so most of her family never really bothered her when she was upstairs. That was nice. It gave her time to think. But before she knew it, the day had flew by and it was time to go and practice training out in the city, but all she could think about was that when she arrived, she needed to sleep quick if she wanted to make a good impression at school.
