Okay my name is Anonymous A.C, this is a re-make of an old story that I had made when I was about 12. I stopped in the middle cuz I didn't like it anymore. But I have gotten inspired so this is a re-make of it. Antheram isn't a real goddess. And I haven't found anything on a real goddess of the wolves. I made the name up. And the city within the story. I hope you like it.

~Anonymous A.C.~

"New town, New home, Same problems."

The bus was the same one she had taken throughout different houses. The same driver, the same windows and seats, the only thing different about it was the kids in it. Julia sat in the front seat right next to the door, as she always did. Her medium length brown hair falling in curls down her back, she was always on this bus. She was wearing torn black skinny genes, a gray tank top, and a lot of eyeliner. In the back of the bus on the left side were two girls clinging to each other and crying they both had blond hair and pail skin. They were twins, probably getting put in different homes. And three seats down on the right side of the bus was a small boy with brown hair and brown eyes, probably 8 or 9. Looking out the window with tear stained eyes. She stared at them and grounded. She could understand why the twins were sad and crying their eyes out. But the fact that they were on the same bus and that the tags on there shirts both said 5th stop meant they would be in the same city or neighborhood. So they didn't have to act that way. And the boy, he had a scar on his cheek. So anything should be better than were he came from. His tag said 7. Well at lest she wouldn't be anywhere near them. Her tag said 12.

The girls got off and then the boy did. She reached into her bag and pulled out a notebook.

"What are you writing about this time Julia?" the buss driver asked with her Texan accent. Her name was Barbara. She had been Julia's driver since she was put into the system. She was about 48, blond hair, blue eyes, slightly tan but still light skin, a typical Texan woman.

"What I always write about. Cinnamon and puppy dogs." She said sarcastically. Barbara let out a laugh.

"Always making the jokes. Lets hope I don't see you on this bus again." She said that to every kid she drove. It was her thing. Her way of saying I hope you get a good family. But it never happens, at lest not for Julia.

She was put into the system when she was 6. Her mother had died when she was 3 of an infection that she got after having Julia's brother. Who sadly was a stillborn. After that her dad started getting drunk. And soon became abusive. She still has scars on her back from where he beat her to hard. One day he beat her and left. Didn't come back, ever. A neighbor noticed that the mail wasn't being picked up and new that she lived there. So she went to check it out, and found Julia on the kitchen floor. They still haven't found her dad.

It was another half an hour till they reached the forest entrance of Antheram, her new home. As they drove she saw something running through the trees, and then it darted into the road. The bus screeched to a stop and there in the middle of the road was a black wolf, its eyes a piercing blue.

"Oh my." Barbara shouted. "What a cute little wolf." Julia stared at it. It locked eyes with her and then ran off into the surrounding forest. The bus started to move again. "I've heard that Antheram was home to wild wolves. And that it was named after the goddess of that wolves." She said. "They even passed a law saying that no one was aloud to harm a wolf that resided in the forest." Julia looked out the window draining out anything else Barbara said. Looking to see is she could spot another wolf.

The forest was twisty and took ten minuets to get through. But finally they came upon a small town. It was filled with the colors of autumn and the cool air that had the faint smell of spring water. Julia stood up and grabbed her backpack.

"Well, looks like this is good by for a little while." Said Julia as she started to step off the bus.

"Now listen hear. You need to have faith that things will get better. Maybe this family will be the one." Barbara said. "Lets hope I never see you on this bus again." She said and closed the door to the bus with a smile.