Authors's Note: Well here's chap 2! Yay! It's pretty much just more introduction to this story. But the next chapter is when things actually start happening!

Dedication: Cousin Liz. She told me about the lyrics for this chapter, and in my opinion they fit perfectly.

Disclaimer: I actually own everything that isn't associated with DP... Which pretty much means that I own everything.

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somebody call 911
shawty fire burning on the dance floor
whoa

-fire burning, sean kingston

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Chapter 2 - J.J.

"Hello, Gorgeous!" I said to Mrs. Harris as I walked into fourth period.

"Did you get that report done yet?" She asked me, eyeing me up and down.

Mrs. Harris is my fourth period science teacher. She was the nicest, most awesome, coolest, prettiest teacher ever. She's the only person that I've ever referred to as gorgeous. Well, other than Mom.

"I'm working on it." I told her.

I threw my book bag on the floor beside my desk, and started walking to the lunchroom. Parker caught up with me and so did the rest of the pack.. Except Trent and Travis..

We walked into the lunchroom. Okay. Chicken Nuggets. Peas. Rice. Peaches. And… Cookies!

"Yea! Cookies! WOOH! Yea! Cookies ROCK!" I yelled out loud.

Colby (AKA: Beefy) raced me to the cookies. I grabbed six and then paid for them.

We all went and sat around our normal table.

There was me, Parker, Beefy, Cara, Jim, Phil, Gypsy, Amy, and Kim. There was two extra seats for Trent and Travis. If they don't get their butts here soon with my report, I'm gonna beat the shit out of 'em.

Cara is Beefy's girlfriend, and Kim is Jim's twin and Phil's girlfriend. Gypsy is Travis's girlfriend, and Amy is Trent's. I say girlfriends, I mean something along the lines of mate… In a good way. We're wolves, we've got to get a mate sooner or later.

Cara had short blonde hair and green eyes, she is sweet, but Beefy's type, obviously. Kim had dark brown hair with blue eyes. I've always thought that she was pretty cool. Gypsy and Amy are WAYYY too smart to be with any of us in my opinion… Well, except for Jim. Gypsy is tan. Really tan, because she used to live in the Bahamas. Yeah. I think that's the coolest thing ever. Amy dyes her hair a lot so it's three or four different colors, but it works on her.

I heard the lunch room door open, across the room. I turned and Trent and Travis walked in. Trent was waving a stack of papers. He ran up to me and threw the papers in front of me. Then I looked at my plate.

"How in the hell did I get like fifty cookies?"

14, 15, 16, 17, 18.. Eighteen cookies, close enough.

"Some girls have been running up here putting them on your plate." Phil answered me.

Wow. How did I miss that…

"Oh." I turned around and waved at the girls smiling and giggling behind me.

"That has to be the best report in the history of reports." Travis said wiping an invisible speck of dust off of it.

I picked up the paper and just grinned at it for a second.

Why or how it happened I'll never know, but very randomly the paper burst into flames. Fire. Like out of nowhere. It was there, and then it was burning. In my hands. While I was holding it and no one else was touching it.

"What the hell!?" I yelled, "Ow. Ow. Ow! That's kinda hot. Ouch! It's burning my hand! What do I do?!?… Maybe I should throw it at Parker's head."

"NO!" Parker yelled back at me.

"YES!" So that's exactly what I did.

The burning report skimmed the top of Parker's head… It caught his hair on fire…

"Crap. Crap. Crap. What do I do!? What do I do?!!?" was all I could hear coming from Beefy's mouth. Then Beefy took is full carton of milk and poured it on Parker's head.

"Oh. Ew.. Gross.. WHY? Just, WHY, Beefy?" Parker whined. The whole top of his hair was singed off.

"Uhh… umm.. I panicked."

One of the girls behind me jumped up screaming something along the lines of , 'Don't worry, J.J.. I'll save you.' And another one was screaming "J.J., you're so hot you catch stuff on fire!"

I winked at the girl who screamed about me being hot.

The first girl grabbed the fire extinguisher and made the foamy white stuff blow out of it.

After the paper was put out, I looked toward Trent and saw him laying on the ground crying. And Travis wasn't much better.

That must've been some report.

A lot of teachers and coaches came running over to our table.

"What happened?!" Coach Drake demanded.

"Uh.. W-well, you see…" I stuttered.

"No way! J.J. actually is SPEACHLESS!" somebody screamed from across the lunchroom. And, of course, the jackass who said it started running over to the huge group of people that had formed around me.

"What happened?" Coach Drake repeated himself.

"Well.. I had my report… and all of a sudden it just burst into flames for no reason…"

"Sure it did." Coach Drake was already writing my detention slip.

Shit. Mom's gonna be pissed. That's my third one in two days.

Coach Drake ripped the slip off of the pad and handed it to me. I grabbed Parker and drug him out of the lunchroom.

"Where're we going? Please, tell me. J.J. I'm scared." Parker whined.

"Werewolves aren't scared of anything." I whispered, then drug him off the bathroom. The pack ran out behind us.

We stopped by Mrs. Harris's room and grabbed my book bag and then we all ran into the bathroom. I told Jim to lock the door.

"I'm still scared." Parker whispered.

"Shut-up." I told him walking to my book bag. I unzipped it, and grabbed the long cord and then I plugged it up.

"J.J.! J.J.! WHAT IS THAT!?! TELL ME J.J.! I'M SCARED!" Parker started screaming.

"Hush! I'm about to shave your head, cause your hair looks terrible."

"AHHHH!!!" Parker tried to jump up and run away.

"GRAB HIM!" I ordered.

The whole pack jumped on him, and tackled him to the ground. I got down on my knees and started shaving that pretty shaggy brown hair off that the girls love so much.

In a matter of two minutes of struggling and screaming from Parker, against his will, he was bald. No hair, whatsoever. IT LOOKED AWESOME!

"Will you shave my head?" I asked them.

Then, some girl kicked down the bathroom door.

"YOU CAN'T SHAVE YOUR HEAD!!!" she screamed, pointing at me.

"Uhhh.. How did you beat down the.. Uh.."

"YOU CAN'T SHAVE YOUR HEAD!"

"Alright then…"

"Okay." She walked away.

"Weird…." We all said together.

Let me know what you guys think, please!!!

Oh and J.J. needs a last name.. I don't really want to use his real last name, so tell me what you guys think his last name should be. If i use it I will dedicate the next chapter to you, or whatever chapter I use it in.

Actually if ya'll want to give me ideas for the rest of the pack's last names too, that'd be great:)

J.J., Parker, Jim, Phil, Colby (Beefy), Trent, and Travis

and the girlfriends...

Gypsy, Kim, Amy, and Cara

********To read Charlton's POV check out The Beginning of the End by Lizzie6376 (AKA: Cousin Liz)********