A/N: i hope im allowed to post this, should i remove the lyrics?
anyway thanks to everyone who reviewed and im sorry this chapter is short but hopefully i'll update quicker. i have big plans for this story lol.
don't own anything, etc.


Whoa-oa-oa! I feel good; I knew that I would; now
I feel good, I knew that I would; now
So good, so good, I got you

Yep. Sophia Donner felt good. Wonderful. Nothing would get her down, not today. Last night she had finally flipped, overstepped the border between human and inhumane. She was supposed to have been the half- breed, zoo bait, the outcast who no one wanted; just because her mother Marie had been human.

Whoa! I feel nice, like sugar and spice
I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

As she sung along to her blaring radio she checked herself out in the full-length mirror. She knew that once she had flipped she wouldn't need glasses anymore but she wasn't ready for the figure that stared at her back from the mirror. On a whole she was no more lean and shapeless but more a curvy, fuller shape. Putting a side that it seemed her butt and breasts had somehow grown over night, her hair was now bouncing with life instead of its usual dull length. She had what they would call 'supermodel hair', the type that flowed and was full of volume and would be used in any commercial. Her hair also now had honey, golden streaks.

Whoa-oa-oa! I feel good; I knew that I would; now
I feel good, I knew that I would; now
So good, so good, I got you
So good, so good, I got you

Sophia's father laughed as he, with his heightened senses, heard his daughter singing. He was just as happy as she was. It was such a relief knowing that his only child hadn't died before him but somehow he couldn't help the knotted feeling in his stomach. He had promised Marie that he wouldn't allow them to take their daughter, trap her in their world of danger but what could he do? It was either that or she died.

Darling how you feeling? Come down for breakfast.

Matt knew he could have easily called her but he wanted to test her new senses as much as possible, make sure she knew how to use them properly and wisely for the sooner she had adjusted to them the better.

I'm good daddy, I'm coming.

Fifteen minutes later Sophia appeared without her glasses, a blue pleated micro mini-skirt on and a black jumper; her eyes craftily outlined with thin black kohl looking stunning.

"Well, I see you've made full use of your new image." Matt smiled.

Sophia blushed a little as she laughed.

"Well you look stunning, breakfast is on the table."

"Thanks daddy."

As Sophia started to eat, Matt stared at her. His beautiful, 'flipped' daughter. He wondered if she was ready to know her pelt colour. He himself was even shocked, he hadn't seen anything like it since, since never. There was still a lot of things she didn't and needed to know about her heritage and wolf sense.

"Sophia honey, I want you to go and see Sherman after school."

"Okay, is anything wrong?"

"No, no, nothing's wrong. I just want him to fill you in on some details thats all. Have a nice day at school. O, do you want a ride?"

"No, its okay thanks. I think I'll walk. Bye" Sophia quickly put on her ankle, heeled boots and left the house.

Walking to school, Sophia couldn't help but think about the vision she had during her flip. What ever could it mean? She really wanted to figure it out but she would be sure to speak to Sherman about it later. She wondered how her first day of school would go since she had flipped successfully. Everyone would probably know about it and she would have to join Shermans' extra class. She was pondering questions in her head so much that she didn't realise when she bumped into something.

"Sophia? Hey"

"O, I'm so sorry." She looked up at the person who was speaking. "Scott? O hey. Sorry- I wasn't looking at where I was going."

"It's okay." He grinned that playful schoolboy smile.

"What?"

"Nothing, you just look really good. And I was wondering…"

Sophia could feel the heat rise up in her cheeks. Maybe he was going to ask her out again; she thought he wouldn't go near her after what happened on their last date.
How could she explain her eyes turning yellow and then her flipping Luke onto a car, and Luke himself, interrupting their date? Well, it seemed to be forgotten now, or at least on Scott's part.

"I was wondering if you want to, maybe go out with me again?"

"Yeah, okay." Her lips briefly smeared his cheek. They were just right around the corner from school when Sophia suddenly stopped walking.

"So, like I was saying. Soph…Sophia?" Scott waved his hands in front of her face. "What's wrong? Why have you stopped?"

"O, I think I've forgotten my books at home. I have to go." Quickly she ran off before Scott could even finish calling "But you'll be late."

She hadn't left her books at home. Not really; but something was calling to her. Not aloud, in her head. She didn't know what but she was about to find out as she walked in the direction of the forest.

Sophia, Sophia. Come closer. The voice got louder in her head and she still had no idea where she was going but she continued anyway.

"Where are you? Who are you?" She asked out loud.

Those questions are not relevant. Just keep coming and listen. Is anybody with you?

"No."

Good. See Sophia, I know you're a very special person. More special than any other wolf or maybe even me, and you may not understand what's going on now, but when everything is complete you shall finally be…ours; where you belong. I'm just warning you now, forget about Wolf Lake. It's an evil place.

"I do not belong to anybody! Who are you?"

Who am I? There was a short, sarcastic laugh that came out as a crackle. I'm the person who knows all about you Sophia Donner. I know about your late mother Marie, and your father, hell I even know when your first tooth came out. You see, I've been watching you very closely ever since you were born, but most importantly I know all about your pelt colour and what you possess.

"What…how? Look for the last time just, just tell me who you are." It was now a desperate plea. She was so scared, her hands shaking, her lips trembling.

Ahh, Sophia Donner, always acting tough.

And with that it had gone, she didn't even know what it was. She frantically looked around but to no avail. She couldn't comprehend it, had no idea what to think; some mysterious voice in the middle of the forest, but then again it was Wolf Lake.

Who could it be? What did it want from her? Why? How? As she pondered all these unanswered questions she quickly ran to school. She was late.