-1Moon in the day

(Author's Note: FYI if you look in the book and read it over you will realize that the triplets are in the book, but have a small role)

Bucky had dropped her off at school without incident., but she felt the familiar dread that washed over her. In the school she wasn't the most popular kid in school and usually it wouldn't bother her, but their picking on her at times was almost too much. With her brother being the leader of the pack she was taught to be passive and remember that she was a stronger species then the humans. Even with these facts she still felt a bit uneasy. In the pack she didn't have many age mates expect her two sisters. The Five as they were called were all grown up now and once and a while caused some trouble.

Holding her books close to her chest she proceeded to walk to the locker aware of everything around her. People whispered behind their hands and looked at her funny. Marissa wondered if they somehow knows that she is different from the rest. Lifting her combination locker she wearily started to put in her combination, the gears clicking softly among the jungle of sound,. Marissa was quite surprised that her sister hadn't showed up yet, but lately she didn't want to be around them, her brother thought it was just a faze. The locker next to her opened and a messy haired boy dressed in black opened his and gave her his usual lopsided grin.

"Good Morning Marissa. Can I borrow your history notes?" he asked in his slightly quiet voice. Blake was what everyone called a Goth due to the way he dressed. His hair was died black and he always dressed in black with the jingling chains and jewelry, but their assumptions were always wrong. He was an artist and a nice guy all and all. The only flaw was that he was human, as long as they were just friends she knew that the pack wouldn't go crazy. Grabbing her books out of her locker she flipped through the papers crammed into her history book until she found her history notes.

"Here you go" she said softly and gave him a warm smile. He took it and folded it and unzipped his bag and crammed it in next to his squeaky skeleton toy (I was thinking Spooky from I Feel Sick). Shifting his bag he tilted his head to the side a bit.

"Hey want to walk together to class?" he inquired and Marissa was about to say that she would when she caught the familiar scent. Swiftly turning her head she saw her sisters running up.

"You shouldn't of just left like that. Gabe is pissed" This caused Marissa to rolled her eyes and glower as the two grab her arms and nearly drag her to class before Blake could say any more to her. Bowing her head she felt a bit defeated by this and walked with them. She didn't mention that she was going to walk with Blake, because she knew that her sisters couldn't keep their mouths shut and will arise a lot of trouble for her among the pack.

When the class was over she felt like dragging her feet on the way to gym class. It wasn't that she wasn't good at gym, but her running was unnatural and she never wanted anyone to think she was special and go beyond the normal. Today was running the track. Entering the locker room she looked around and pushed the raven hair from her eyes. Boy did she hate changing in front of the other girls and vainly wished that even though she didn't want to be around her sisters that much lately, but having them in this class would be better then it was. Closing her eyes for a moment she stepped into the locker room and met chattering . Looking around she took in the strong scent of dirty socks and soap, familiar to the scent of rolled up gym mats. Marissa made up her mind that she would change quickly and walk outside. She couldn't help but gagging in reaction of the Barbie dolls of her high school. It was the bleach blond, and overly make uped Paris Hilton wanna-bes. On top of all of this was their leader of the high school pack was Tiffany Golden, a meat girl diva who pushed everyone else around to make herself feel better, Marissa wanted to knock her down a peg so badly, but was showing restraint. The girl approached with her hips swaying and a predator like look in her eyes. It always surprised Marissa how a human can make such a dangerous look.

"Out of my way freak girl. I saw you talking to Blake the emo looser" she said in her ignorant and insolent tone of voice. Shifting her position the valley girl blocked the way to her locker obviously picking a fight. If this girl had been a loup Garou she would of put her in her place, instead she had to be as passive as a lamb ready for slaughter.

"He's a nice guy. Please move" she said trying to stay as patient as possible but the ringing in her ear already started to tick. Tiffany raised her hand and pushed her over the stool behind her and caused her to tumble back. It didn't hurt as much as it looked, just frustrated her more. Marissa couldn't fight back no matter how much she wanted to. With a groan that sounded a little animalistic she rose to her feet.

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"Your such a freak. You and your sisters are freaks" Tiffany said then smiled at her friends and walked away. Gingerly she moved around the bench that had been a weapon of abuse that morning and opened her locker, expecting to see her clothing. To her great horror she found that her clothing were gone. With another angry growl under her breath she turned and walked to the gym teacher's office and slowly opened the door. Mr. Alaster was a heavy man who spoke in a rough voice and had no patience toward anything that didn't go to plan.

"Mr. Alaster someone stole my clothing" she said with a great sigh. The man looked up from his papers and eyed her with almost a bitter expression, but she caught for only a second him looking over her body. It was either her imagination or the rumors were true that he had a thing for high school girls.

"Take the spare clothing you can borrow this time, but your excuses are getting old Ms. Walker" he said and got up scratching his over weight stomach..

Finally when she got dressed in the itchy and somewhat smelly clothing she walked to the track. It was time to run, but she decided to jog slowly. Track was one of Marissa's favorite things to do, but she wasn't allowed to join the track team. It seemed what happened to the pack the last time and the disaster in Virginia caused the pack to be on edge. Slowly she chugged along feeling like a little sluggish this morning, nothing seemed to be going right this morning. When she passed the gate that beyond was side walk and back street. Passing there slowly was Bucky. Looking left and right she had to make sure the teacher or anyone else wasn't around. Walking across the grass off of the track she approached the gate.

"Did my brother ask you to spy on me? I know he's all mad at me because of the fight this morning, but this is just rude" she cried before he could say anything. After she let out a huff he chuckled a bit.

"No, he doesn't even know I am here. I just saw that you seemed troubled this morning and I wanted to see if your okay." he replied in a matter-of-fact tone of voice. Calmness passed over her as she smiled a little bit.

"Oh, sorry" she said weakly giving him an apologetic expression.

"Tonight is the full moon I'm bringing the keg" he said and gave her a friendly wink and started to walk away shoving his hands in his pockets, leaving her lost in thought.

(To to continued. Read and Review please)