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The next morning I woke up to the stupid beeping of my alarm clock. I got out of my cozy warm bed and into the shower. I turned the shower nozzle to freezing, and let the cold water wake me up. I got out and put on light blue jeans, a tank top with a Hollister sweat shirt over it, and lime green flip-flops. I ran down stairs, and fed Magma. I ate some cold leftover pancakes, the grabbed my messenger bag, and my keys.
I walked into the garage started the convertible Mini Cooper, pulled the roof off, the drove off to my first day at Forks High School. When I got to the school, I closed the roof of my mini, and then walked into the main office. I was greeted by an ancient lady with grey fizzy hair. She handed me my schedule, and then I headed to my first bell.
I had creative writing in building 7. I walked into the room to find a small young lady behind a large oak desk. She looked like she was straight out of college. I went back and introduced myself. As the other students filtered in she set us down at the tables in pairs. "Joey Cook, and Benji Taylor, desk 6." She called.
I sat down next to a tall girl about a foot taller then me. I had always been pretty tall but even at 5' 10; this girl had to be like 7 ft. She turned to me,
"Hi! I'm Joey. Sometimes I go to the doctors, and he gives me a special jacket that lets me hug myself, and then he lets me play in a room with padded walls, so I can jump into them without hurting myself." I looked at her in bewilderment.
What was she, mental? I'm pretty sure she was talking about a straight jacket and a padded room. Why would she be in creative writing? Maybe, I'm in the wrong class. I looked around the class, trying to find someone that was trying to bite there ear r shove there elbow in there ear or something.
Then Joey started to talk again, she must have seen my weird look because she said "I'm just an actress. I'm not really mental but I'm starring as an autistic child in this years play. I was just practicing." "Oh, you had me going there." I answered as my teacher let us have a day to write a small sample, then we could talk
. I wrote a paragraph about a little girl and a leprechaun. I handed in then started talking to Joey about things to do in Forks, good and bad teachers, and the cafeteria food. The bell rang and I walked to my next class, world cultures. The teacher, Mr. Lawton was setting us into seats as we walked in, I could hear people whispering about the new girl, the blonde, yeah the tall one.
That I got sick of after a while why couldn't someone just some up and talk to me? Mr. Lawton left the room, and I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Hi. I'm Chase. You're? he questioned. Chase was about an inch taller then I was, very muscular, with shaggy wavy brown hair.
"I'm Benji." I replied.
"Oh. Well tell me if you need anything." He stopped talking and sat in his seat as Mr. Lawton came back in.
Chase and I got well acquainted having all the same classes except 1st and the last two bells. I found out that Chase was from Texas, he moved here after his father died. When he asked about my family, I just told him that we used to live in NY, but we moved here.
He might be a little suspicious that I live on my own, or he could want me to be more then just a friend. I've known enough teenage boys to know if they knew a teenage girl was living on her own, they'd be flocking to her house. Before lunch he invited me to sit with his friends at lunch.
He walked me threw the lunch line; I picked out a pretzel with warm nacho cheese and a Dr. Pepper. Chase started to introduce me to his friends as I sat down. "There's Jeremy, Nikki, Paul, Jeff, Matt, Heather, Ashley, and Emily."
Everyone took there turn saying hi. As I set down my tray, Emily glanced over and asked "How can you eat that junk and stay so thin?" Let's think about this, I'm a werewolf with a really high metabolism. Yes! She'll love that, and then she'll run screaming. At least I can say half of the truth.
"I run almost everyday and if I can I want to be on a swimming team like I was in New York." I replied. "We have a diving and a swimming team, but the diving team is completely dominated by all of the La Push Kids." Chase stated. "Who are the La Push kids?" I questioned.
"There the local Indians from down on the coast." He answered. "Oh. So they're good at swimming?" I was still confused. So what if they were Indians, they owned the diving because they were? "Well, they all grew up, cliff diving at La Push. So all the guys are on the team and there was one girl who was on there last year, but she moved." Chase continued.
"Well, What about head boy?" Emily chirped in. "Whose head boy?" I retorted. "He used to be like the gang leader, the others followed him everywhere. But a few months before school let out his mother died. He hasn't ever really been the same." Chase finished. Could they be? No. That would be too easy just to come here and have them be at the same school and the same grade.
Chase said they acted like a gang. Gang, Pack, Pack, Gang, kind of the same thing. Maybe, one of them will be in my class for something. I was sent flying back into reality when the bell rang. I walked with Chase to trig. After trig I walked to the gym, found the gym teacher, Mrs. Decker. "Hi honey, were swimming today so you can just sit unless you have a swim suit on you?" Mrs. Decker told me.
I had gone swimming at the hotel where I stayed on the drive to Forks. So I still had a swim suit in my mini. Mrs. Decker let me go out and get my suit from my car. As I walked on the pool deck I saw them, for the first time. There were seven of them, about six feet tall each.
The shortest one must have been just under six feet tall. The one standing in front of them was by far the largest. His chest looked rock solid, but his face was full of sorrow, and regret. That must be the head boy Chase and Emily were talking about. I kept walking to the locker room, changed, and headed back to the pool deck.
I had forgotten what bathing suit I was wearing until I walked out of the locker room, and saw jaws drop, eyes pop and the scent of jealousy rise in the air. I had a small brown bikini with orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, hearts on it. The top was a halter and the bottoms had tiny string bows at the sides.
As I looked around the class, the three other girls were in full piece suits. My suit probably wasn't exactly by the book dress code. Mrs. Decker said I could wear it today, but I would have to get a different suit for next class. We were allowed to have free swim for this class so Mrs. Decker could have me pass the swimming test.
After that I did a few laps because I was bored while Mrs. Decker lowered the diving broads. There were regular starting blocks, low dives, and two high dives. The three other girls I had seen earlier stayed down in the shallow end, chatting. I knew they weren't going to go near any of the diving broads.
Well here goes, I pulled myself up out of the water, and walked over to the diving boards. I started walking up the diving board when I heard something behind me. Is she really going to dive off that? Then it felt like I was hit with a mack truck, things flooded threw my head. I'm guessing they were memories. It felt like I had peoples lives down loaded into my head. I could see tall cliffs, raging waters, myself flying down towards very sharp rocks, a beautiful lady in a coffin, running along a beach in a wolf skin but not my own, and a line of black sport bikes.
When I woke back up, I was in the kid's arms that I had been talking to. "I'm fine now Laren." I said, wait that doesn't sound right when did I learn his name. Hey can you hear me? Laren said, but the funny thing was is I couldn't see his lips move. "Yeah, why?" I replied. Cause you're listening to my thoughts, Benji. He thought.
Are you a werewolf? He questioned. Are you? He repeated. Holy shit, he knows that letter told me never tell anyone yet now he knows. I'm dead. There going to kill me. But wait how can, he hear my thoughts. He has got to be a werewolf. Yeah, I'm a werewolf. But what I can't figure out is how you are .In my pack only males change.
After Laren set me back on my feet, Mrs. Decker released us to go get changed. As I changed back into my jeans, I thought about what just happened I had found the other pack. Now I just needed them to except me. I walked out of the pool room, into the hallway, then to outside the building.
I tuned the corner, and ran into an almost solid brick wall. I pulled away to find Dustin, Laren, Cameron, Garrett, Nick, Zack, and Steven. That thing that happened to me in Gym must have let me learn a whole bunch about them, seen now I know there names. Two of them, Cameron and Garrett picked me up by my arms, and dragged me over to these old rotting picnic tables.
They set me down, and let the blood rush back into my arms. "What the fuck was that for?" I hissed. They had no right to even look at me wrong. Laren started to talk "This is very odd to us. We were taught when we first changed that only boys changed, and only quilete's." "Well, if the same thing happened to you, like it did to me, you know how much I know." I retorted.
"You got all our memories, and we have yours. No secrets, no surprises." Dustin said. "So you have no idea how, or why you're a werewolf or a female." Dustin repeated. "I have no idea." I said as I let him think back into my memories to the letter. "Ok, well just don't give out our secret. Watch your back puppy.
We don't take lightly to intruders." Dustin said. I stood up and stomped off. Who the hell were they? I had been in Forks for like three days and people were already jumping down my throat, and I was already cutting school.
I got into my mini, started it, and sneezed. There was something out here that was really bothering my allergies. I sped home, let myself in, got a bagel from the cabinet, stomped up the stairs, and changes in to my pajamas in a total of two minutes. I'm pisses, who the hell are they? I hurled myself into bed took a Benadryl.
Hopefully, that would knock me out for a few hours. Tomorrow, those jock boys were going to get a piece of my mind.
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