Chapter 2

I have now been a werewolf for about a month and I'm getting sick of it. Well, to be honest, being a werewolf is kind of cool. But, I hate hiding it from my friends. I always have to force them to schedule earlier gigs and I always have to rush out of our late night band practices with a random excuse. The first few times they were all cool with it, but now I know they are all suspicious. I can't have some mandatory family gathering every week. But, I tell them I do because my mom got all we need to be a closer family, so we are going to have family night basically every day and no missing them, there are no excuses. But, I don't know what else to do. I know that I have to tell them sometime, but I don't know when I will. I'm scared. I know, the Stella Yamada? Scared? That's a joke, right? Unfortunately, it's not. I know it seems like I'm all independent and stuff and can handle myself without any friends or whatever. But, the truth is, it would kill me if they weren't my friends anymore. We are so close now; we are a family. We tell everything to each other, there are no secrets between us…except for maybe the fact that I'm a werewolf. It's hard keeping this from them; it is such a big part of my life now.

You know that superstition that werewolves only transform during a full moon? That's all a lie. I transform every night. I don't know how it is for every other werewolf, but that's how it is for me. Hmm, maybe my brothers messed up on their experiment or whatever. I hate this. Why me? I'm just worried about what my friends would think of me, what they would say. Would they kick me out of the band, replace me? Spread rumors about me? I can't really imagine any of them doing any of this to me, but it's hard not to imagine the worst case scenario.

I've also gotten an even shorter temper, if that's even possible. If my brothers do any little thing, it sets me off like that. They know that I'm a werewolf and are trying to think of a cure. But, we haven't told our parents. I know they are getting suspicious though and are always mad at me because of my short fuse. They don't want me to yell at their favorites of course.

I sighed, putting down my guitar, "Sorry guys. I've got a lot of homework, I've got to go."

"Again?" Mo asked.

"Stella, you've missed practice every night this week!" Wen added.

"I know! I know!" I replied, "It's not my fault my teachers hate me."

"We have the same amount of homework you do," Charlie said as well.

"And, I have even more, because of all my APs and Honors classes."
"Okay, Miss Smarty Pants. But, you know I'm ADD, and my mom scheduled another family night."
"She sees you every day!"

I whipped around glaring at them, fed up with their judgements, "I GET IT! I KNOW I'VE BEEN MISSING PRACTICE A LOT!" I quieted my voice, "I'm just dealing with something right now. When I'm ready to talk, I will. But, for now, you'll just have to deal with it. Okay? You guys trust me right?"

"Of course we do, Stella," Olivia came over and gave me a hug.

I hugged her back, "Thanks. I'm sorry for yelling guys. But, I really have to go."
"All right," Wen said.

"But, we'll see you at tomorrow's band practice, right?" Mo asked.

"Of course," I nodded.

I packed up my guitar and pulled my backpack over my shoulder. Then, I headed out to home.

I quickly sat down for dinner with my family, then ran upstairs with a quick excuse about homework and waited for the transformation to begin.

I groaned as hair started to sprout from all over my body. My back arched and I fell forward on all four legs. I was a werewolf. I banged on the door three times with my forehead to signal to my brothers that I had transformed and to distract my parents from coming up the stairs to check on me. I walked around restlessly in my room. Everything looked different when I was a werewolf. The whole world was a weird combination between color and black and white. I jumped out my bedroom window and went into the woods behind my house to explore. As a werewolf, I got easily bored in the cramped space of my bedroom. It was not big enough for me. Because of my being a werewolf, I was able to explore things I never had before when I was a human. I even found a cove type place that I liked to sit, when I was human and when I was a werewolf. I would just sit there and think. Sometimes, I would bring my guitar. I got my best inspirations for songs sitting there. The band probably hadn't kicked me out from all my missed rehearsals because of all the really great songs I had been coming up with lately while sitting in the little cove.

I headed there now. When I reached the familiar circle, I sat down on my hind legs than leaned over in a lying down position. The wind brushed through my fur in a comforting way and I sat in silence.

Finally, Chapter 2! I'm sorry I haven't updated in the longest time! I'm so busy right now! I updated Muggles vs. Wizards and Supah Lemons too. I don't know when I'll be able to update again. But, I hope the wait was worth it and that you liked the chapter. Please read and review. That would be the best thing ever! Love you all, and I apologize once again for the long wait and the other long wait that is to come.

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