When the bell finally rang, Shelly and I got up from our spots and skipped to the locker room to get changed. From the corner of my eye I noticed that Selena and Kelly were glaring at us, or more specifically, at me. Although I know I'll hear shit when I get home, I couldn't stop myself from the smirk that was now on my face.

When we got in the locker room to get changed, I noticed my step-sister and Kelly beside my locker. I rolled my eyes, they must really wanna hear Shelly yell. They're lucky she didn't attack the last time.

Selena was the first to speak, well sneer, really.

"You think Shelly can always be there for you? You're just a piece of filth. No better than you're stupid dad. He's so worthless, he couldn't protect himself against those weak rogues!" she said, smirking and looking at me like I was a piece of gum on the bottom of her Gucci heals.

Her talking about my dad like that pissed me off to no end. Talking about my dad, who died fighting off rogues to protect the people he loved, like he was scum was always something to make me pissed.

I looked up at the prissy bitch that I'm stuck with for a step-sister, curled my hand into a fist and swung it up to her face, and then hearing the crunch of her nose breaking slightly.

Glaring at her I said, "Don't you EVER talk about him like that! You'd probably be dead of not for him! He fought the rogues to protect not only us, but to protect this whole community that he loves. You're an ungrateful little-" I yelled but got cut off by the gym teacher gaping at us.

"May I have a word with you two?" she asked, though everybody knows that she doesn't ask, she tells.

I nodded my head as I quickly changed back into my light brown shirt with a tiger on it and my black skinny jeans. I slipped on my black flip flops as I was finished, taking my purse and backpack out of my locker and hugged Shelly she gave me a sympathetic smile, knowing how much the subject bothered me about my dead father.

Selena sneered at me one last time before we went into the office, me lowly growling at her. The growling is a sign that I'm getting close to my wolf, and close to the nightly shifts.

We took a seat on the light tan chairs and looked at our teacher. I wasn't ashamed or apologetic. She deserved what she got. I'm normally never violent, but when it comes to that subject I can be.

I looked around her maroon colored room, trying to match the schools colors. Her desk was cluttered with papers, but you could still see it was mahogany and her chair was white. Her walls were white bricks, floor was carpeted with maroon. She had some pictures of her and her husband, but not much else besides a few trophies the sports won.

She cleared her throat and sighed. This isn't the first time we've been called here because of the same incidents. She looked to me with sympathy, Selena with disappointment.

"Selena, you really need to quit this. You have no right to say what you do and this is getting tiring."

Selena gasped and looked at her like she couldn't believe her ears. Normally I'd get detention while she got off with nothing. I guess she finally sees things my way.

"You have got to be kidding me!" she said, emphasizing the "got." "She punched me! She should be the one in trouble, not me!" she all but screamed.

"Yes, we'll I'm starting to see why it happens. I heard what you've been saying, in case you've forgotten." she's a werewolf, too. Most of the teachers are. "So I'm going to give you three days of detention." she said with authority, daring Selena to fight back. I noticed that it made her cringe back in fear, but she tried not to show it.

I inwardly smirked at how justice was finally being served.

Selena looked like she wanted to say something but was biting her tongue, literally. I could smell the disgusting metallic stench. She did let out a loud huff, though.

"You two may go. I hope you will behave better for the replacement." she said, though I could tell she was mainly talking to Selena.

I stood up and smiled a grateful smile before I walked out, hearing angry clicking heels behind me.

"You bitch," she sneered at me but made no move to hurt me as she headed towards the nurses office.

I know that once I get home I'll have to deal with not just her bitching, but also my other step-sister and step-mom.

The bell rang, meaning I was late to my last class of the day. It was Economics with Mrs. Hendrickson. Luckily I had that class with Shelly, as well.

I entered the classroom and took my seat next to Shelly, looking annoyed. She probably thought I had detention again.

"How many days?" she whispered, which we could luckily do since this teacher was just a human.

I grinned at her, causing her to bring her eyebrows together in confusion.

"Three days, but not for me." I smirked and gave an evil laugh in my head.

Her mouth went into an O shape. "You mean the wicked witch finally got melted?" she asked, referring to the witch in the Wizard of Oz. I laughed quietly and shook my head at her.

"Yup," I said, popping the P. "And I'm pretty sure I heard her nose break."

She gasped, earning the attention of the classroom.

"Is there something wrong, Michelle?" she narrowed her eyes at us, but that was it.

Shelly's face turned a bright red as every pair of eyes landed on her. She ducked her head, making her hair veil her face from everybody as she shook her head.

When the attention was finally gone, she looked at me in shock.

"You...the girl who hates violence...broke her nose?!" she whisper yelled.

I nodded. "You know how I get with that subject." this time it was her turn to nod.

After we got that discussion out of the way, we began taking notes on the topic Mrs. Hendrickson was talking about. Budgeting. Not a very fun subject to listen to when you already know how to do it.

When the bell finally rang, I immediately put my things in my bag and got up, waiting for Shelly to hurry up. I'm the impatient one who doesn't like slowness or waiting. Shelly was my opposite. She enjoyed taking her time, acting like there's not a care in the world. I bet she'll be different when it comes time of the ball. I snorted.

When she FINALLY got her things together, we walked out of the classroom to our lockers. This time we shoved our way through the people. Seeing friends in groups, people alone, and then the mated couples heavily making out against lockers. Ugh, get a room! I get you're happy to find your other half, but you don't need to be like this.

I swear that when I get a mate, I'll not be like that. We'll do things in more private places. My heart began beating like mad at the thought of finding my mate, my other half, my soul mate.

As we finally got to our lockers, we opened them and exchanged out the books we need and won't need, base of what our teachers told us.

"So…are you excited for tomorrow night?" Shelly asked out of the blue. Though, I can't say I'm shocked it came up, again.

I stayed quiet for a moment and nodded. "Oddly enough, I am. It just feels like it truly will be a night to remember. I guess we'll have to wait and find out, huh?"

She gave me an odd look, but seemed happy enough that I wasn't putting a downer on her mood. We began walking towards the parking lot and stopped at her sky blue Honda Civic. I loved this car, it was small but roomy enough at the same time. She fumbled with her keys for a few seconds, trying not to drop any of her books on the ground, but finally got them and opened it up.

I opened the door and got it, plopping the books on the ground beside my feet. I buckled myself, knowing that if I didn't, shelly wouldn't move the car till I did, which I would do if I were the one driving, so I can't complain.

It was a silent drive, besides the radio playing, as we did the fifteen minute drive to her house. It wasn't anything small, no. Not even close to small. I consider it a mini-mansion. It was pretty big, obviously. It was mainly white, the windowsills and anything else that wasn't wall, was a midnight black color. They loved those two colors together, so they ultimately decided that to be the scheme for their outside color. They had a semi-long driveway that curved around to the other entrance. The walkway to their door contained multi-colored stones. The door had an overhang that was supported by white columns and their door was a nice black with plain glass towards the top.

We got out of her car, me leaving my stuff in there for the time being. We got into her house and stopped to take off our shoes, something her parents were very peculiar about, before walking up the black carpeted stairs, up to her room.

Her room had light purple walls, a black bed spread, a dark purple desk that was cluttered with papers and textbooks, a flat screen TV on the wall opposite of her bed, and some clothes scattered about her plush black carpeted floor.

I took a seat down on her very comfortable bed and waited for her as she put all her stuff down to look at me with a huge smile. She animatedly ran to her walk-in-closet, which has many clothes, most that we share. She stayed in there for a few minutes , humming to herself.

"Alright! Close your eyes until I tell you that you can open them." She hollered at me. I rolled my eyes but did it anyway.

I could feel her presence in front of me in an instant, obviously very excited to show me. Please let it be pretty, please let it be pretty…I kept thinking to myself as I slowly opened my eyes.

I gasped. It was beautiful. It wasn't over the top but wasn't too simple, either. I couldn't help the smile that came over my face as she made me put it on. Yes, we do change in front of each other. We're like sisters, so we don't care and it's not awkward.

I looked at myself in her full-length mirror and smiled even more. It was a rose red color with straps that looked like they formed a triangle as they connected to my dress, supporting it. It was simple in the bust area, but had an embroidered design wrapping all the way around my dress under my boobs. It wasn't that loose, but it wasn't too tight as it hugged my curves in the shape of a bodice, where it then flowed down to my feet. Elegant, but not too elegant. It's perfect. I wrapped my arms around my best friend and thanked her again and again as she hugged me tightly back, chuckling.

As we let go of each other, I saw her grinning. "Perfect, isn't it?"

"Very, very perfect! I really can't wait now…" I said, looking back at myself in the mirror, noticing my eyes a forest green for the time, shining with excitement.

She squealed and grinned. "I already have the perfect hairstyle planned out and your makeup!" She began, and just as I was about to comment, she put her hand up, silencing me. "Don't worry, I know you don't like a lot. I was thinking just a little eye shadow, eye liner, and some lip gloss. Sound good?"

I nodded, thinking it was perfectly fine. I'm just hoping she sticks to the simpleness.

"What about your dress?" I was beginning to get curious. If she found me a perfect dress, she must have found herself one, too.

She looked like she was debating it, but decided to go into her closet and picked out a long, light blue dress with sequins along the side where it would probably hug her waist. There was a slit that began from her mid-thigh with sequins along it.

After that we just watched movies like The Notebook, The Vow, and then Twilight. We both loved Taylor Lautner, even more that he played a werewolf. Though I have yet to see any werewolf look as good as him, we could only wish he were one.

By the time the movies were done, I noticed that it was already 8:30 pm. I groaned, not wanting to go home.

"I need to call my step-mom…do you think your parents would care if I spent the night? If I'm even allowed, that is."

She gave me a look that said "duh" and nudged my shoulder playfully. I rolled my eyes and smiled, taking my phone out of my pocket and dialing.

After the third ring, she finally picked up.

"Where the hell are you? Why aren't you home?" she sneered, obviously in a pissed off mood. I began to wonder if I should avoid asking to spend the night, but then again I'd rather not be around her when she's pissed.

"Uhm, well I'm with Shelly. I'm at her house right now. I was actually wondering if I could, uh, spend the night?" I asked while biting my bottom lip, waiting for the yelling to come.

I heard a low growl from her side of the conversation, but no yelling. I could tell she was trying to calm down so she wouldn't do anything drastic. "Fine. But I want you back here tomorrow, right after school, got it?" she said, a growl threatening to come out again. I have a feeling its only because she'd rather not see me, and this gives her an excuse.

"Alright, definitely. I promise," I said, not being able to keep the smile from my face.

She hung up as a response. I nodded my head over at Shelly and she bounded down the stairs, no doubt to get popcorn for the rest of the movies that we would definitely watch. While she did, I decided to quickly get a shower and then get dressed in a pair of black sweatpants and a light pink tank top.

She was already sitting on her bed, two bags of popcorn ready in bowls. She had buttery popcorn while I had yummy kettle corn. I could smell it from the doorway, inhaling the yummy scent that will soon be devoured. I hopped on the bed and got under the covers.

For the rest of the night we watched more movies. Harry Potter, to be exact. When that was finished, we brushed our teeth – I keep a toothbrush there on the off chance I sleep here - and headed off to bed.

As I laid my head on her pillow that felt like a cloud, I had one thought in my mind. Tomorrow is the ball. A night to remember. I smiled at that as I felt sleep take over my body.