Now What in Earth has been happening here? I thought, absorbing the energy I was getting from the Werewolf. Out of everything I was expecting to go through, facing a Wolf Pack was not on that list. I hadn't heard any chatter about an Alpha here. It had me curious. So I made an introduction.

"Ow! My nose" I cried after falling to the floor. The girl was startled so much so that she hadn't even realized I'd barely run into her.

"Oh God, are you okay? I didn't mean to- It's my first day and I wasn't looking where I was going- I'm so sorry!" The pale brunette teen was fumbling with her words, clearly unsure of what to do. Perfect. "It's- It's fine. My first time too. I was looking at my schedule, ya know?" I sighed, laughing nervously, putting on the new girl act. She blushed before shyly helping me up, "I'm Allison" Taking her hand, I rubbed my nose. "Angpetu, but just call me Ang or Petu or An. Doesn't matter!" I rushed out, picking up my schedule.

"I've never heard that name before. What's it mean?" She asked, becoming more comfortable. I laughed genuinely, confident that that would be asked. "I've got Native Roots, and my family was really strong in those beliefs. It generally means Radiant, which is ironic because I'm extremely Sarcastic." I answered, rubbing my chin. Smiling brightly, I asked her what he first class was. "Oh, English, right down the hall." She seemed rather reluctant, and upon noticing I was also in that class, I came up with a plan.

"How about I strut in like I'm the shit, and you come in after so no one notices and all the attention isn't on you!" I exclaimed, clearly proud of this solution. It would make her happy, and give me a chance to check out the Kid.

Allison POV

It must've been a hard case of Luck that I'd run into Ang. She was a life saver. No one had seen me walk in once she had practically busted the door down. The English teacher asked her to reenter in a more organized fashion, and everyone was so focused on that that I just slipped into a chair.

As soon as I sat down, the cutest guy turned around and gave me a pen. Definitely Luck.

Angpetu POV

The boy was painfully obvious. You could practically smell the attraction he held for her. It took me a moment, but I realized that my extraordinary entrance caught the attention of the teacher. "Why should I waste your time, and mine, just to walk out of a door and come back in the exact same way. I think you should just let me take a seat by the Cutie I saw over there." I tilted my head, eyes roaming over the lithely muscled figure of an unknown teenage boy.

Ignoring the flustered teacher, I walked to the back of the room, taking the seat beside the blue-eyed monkey.

"I'm Ang. What's name?" I gave him my thousand watt smile, trying to judge his character. "I-Isaac. Isaac Lahey."

Shy, quiet, cute and probably doesn't know it, smart but not too much, and not exactly sheltered. He was like me, extremely aware to the ways of the world, not ignorant in the slightest. "I like you, and from now on, I'll call you Izzy!" I smirked at the confused look he held. It was cute, innocent, but it almost made me sad. Hadn't he ever had a friend?

When first period went, I couldn't be very bothered to focus much in my other classes. Arriving at my locker, it was discovered that I would probably be spending more time with Allison than I originally thought. "What's up Ally? Didn't expect to see you so soon." I said sweetly, twisting the lock.

"Ang! It's so great to see you! Thanks so much for what you did in first; I owe you." My eyebrows rose quickly, noting the typical Queen Bee coming our way. "Well, do me a solid now and act natural." She didn't even get a chance to question me before we were bombed by Lydia Martin.

It was interesting to say the least. The whole time she ignored me and focused on Allison before turning her clinical eye to me. "And who are you?"' A skeptical eyebrow rose in her direction. I didn't now whether to bitch out or play nice. "Angpetu. I'm technically not the new girl seeing as Allison got here like three minute before me." I said, playfully poking Allison. Lydia's eyes gazed over my figure, most likely measuring my fashion sense. " Black Leather Tights, Black Leather Boots, Slim White T-Shirt, Red Beanie, which Matches the red in your boots, no backpack or purse, and only a phone with a notebook and pen. They said you were some type of genius. Why the hell didn't you go straight to college?" It seemed like a challenge, but it was really just a test. So I only went half- bitch. "Well Red, you're not as dumb as I assumed. I didn't go to college because I wanted a break from the hardcore work. Thanks for actually asking." She looked surprised, unsuspecting of my attitude. She hid here emotions well, but I could smell it on her; she's impressed. Then her boyfriend showed up.

Yes, I finally made it longer, but fear not! I'm already working on chapter three!