Chapter 2:
High School. Sophmore year, Oh goody shouldn't this just be a balll? I thought sarcastically to myself opening my eyes a little to see 7 30am on my alarm clock and let out a sigh. I crawled out of my bed(queen size of course)and stumbled over to my make up table(built in of course)I'm not spoiled if thats what you are thinking. Not at all. I take a quick glance around my room. Queen sized bed, White corner desk, 3 gutiars(2 acustic one electric) An art corner with every possible art suplies you would need and my drawings and paintings hanging from the cream coloured wall, a fluffy blue rug in the middle of the room shaped as a star leading to the door to my room with sighed pictures of stars from Miley Cyrus to Justin Bebied...not that i liked any of them but they will be worth something(for some odd reason...) in a few years. and to top it all off a sound system any teen would kill for.
Not spoiled though. My partends just get me that stuff to show they 'love' me and shi*. They do the same for my 2 brothers and sister but they dont seem to mind it, seeing how they're 3, 7 and 12 and easily bought off by stuffys and video games while im going on 16 in a few weeks and just act bought off for i dont get kicked to another foster home for being un-gratful. Yeah, yeah you heard right. I'm in a foster home. The best one i've been in the past 15-almost 16- years so I just say they are really my parents and siblings. My actually parents ditched me at some Foster home half way across state and after 7 diffrent foster homes I ended up here in Pittsburgh, PA. Yeah, yeah typical tragic story right? WRONG! My parents ditched me because they knew what I was...they where like me themself.
I sighed and shook my head. I guess I should be grateful though, I mean, look at all this stuff! But with a past like mine its gonna take alot more than a teens dream room to make me trust anyone. let along let my guard down around them. I grabed my bag and headed to the door, closing it behidn me and walking down stairs.
"Diana!" James called, runing up to me and jumped up to hugg me tightly. suprisingly squished by the 3 year old. I had to remmeber to check him for a Lirin later. hey, doesnt hurt to be catious. He looked up at me, His baby blue eyes looking innocent, thin, blonde, shaggy hair to match. He was skinnier than most kids his age for sure. So he was only 3, I still know this stuff.
I put on a smile and picked him up "Mom and Dad here to watch you today?" I asked and he nodded not seeming to care about them, Just happy I'm here now. I set him down betweeon Seth and Brittney. Seth practically having his whole head in his cereal bowl, slurping down the milk getting his darkened hair in the bowl to. his eyes dark as his hair but more empty. When i looked at him more closly I saw fresh milk on his shirt soaking in fast. His favorite shirt to. It had "I'm special" wirtten across the top and a stick figer in a short school bus waving with an extremely to-happy-to-be expression on his face. I smirked, 7 year olds, gotta love them!
"Hurry up Seth, you're going to be late" I said nudging him a bit and he nodded tossing his dishes in the sink and racing James up stairs. I cleaned up the milk and sat where Seth was and turned to Brittney. She looked like a typical queen of the school with her perfect blonde curls with brown highlights at the roots and fadding half way down, A bench hoodie with her riped skinny jeans. Knees to her chest with puma shoes on the conter and texting away, chewing at her gum like a cow and his grass. I rolled my eyes and grabed some toast, covering it in jam and chewing silently on it thinking.
High school. Don't worry it will be just like first year...well...minus the Brinical attack fist block. Ohh, I forgot. You still dont know half this stuff. Well get off your as* and get "The Wolf$ Pocket Guide" would ya?
Brinical {Bring-Ick-l}- one word that describes then 4 catigorys (Lirin {Lie-ring}, Aniles {anna-lee's}, Rorins {War-ings}, Human {Hue-man} ) as one insteed of naming them all. like insteed of saying Chedder Chese, Blue Chese, Motserella Chese.. you can just say Chese..get it?
Well my first day at high school I discovered what I am, a Rorin. Most people find out between 12-16 so when i found out at 14 going on 15 it was normal I guess. Well, Finding out I could shapeshift into a wolf pup wasnt normal...but the basic behind it was..you know..if that makes any sence.
Since that day I keep a Jornal thats got me this far. Maybe it can help you to one day. lets only hope.
But I can explain that all later. Right now I gotta go
Cant be late for English class now can I?