Sleeping She-wolf

                                                        Prologue

It Was a blue moon out tonight. I always thought the nights of the blue moon was the most prettiest thing in the world. Also on romantic place to watch the moon with someone you love. I just wish that one day i'll have that one special person under the glistening moon, but "I have to face the reality and grow up", well that's what my mother told me before she passed away in a car accident. So all I have now is my dad but he drinks every day of every hour so i don't now how long he will survive probably end up in a car accident just like my mother. Then i'll have no one.

                                                         Chapter 1

 When I was a little girl before my mom died, before my dad became an alcoholic, my life was like any normal family. My parents were madly in love, they treated me like an angel. Then it all changed when my dad left us for another woman. So I had a choice to choose any parents I wanted to go with. Of course I chose my mom,I wasn't going to let her go off by herself. We were fine in till my mom met a guy named Brad. My momma got married with him after three months she left my daddy. The first time he laid his eyes on me he was going to send me to boarding school. But all that changed when he........ "Ms.Blue,  please pay attention to the lesson this is the third time this week, you have a test tomorrow, now I know you don't want me to call your mother..." "she's not my mother! She's a dirty whore who takes advantages of any man she wants!" I could here the class snicker at what I said I didn't care she isn't anything like my mother. She is the complete opposite. My mother was like an angel sent from heaven and my step mother "Savannah" was santan's child from hell. "Ms.Blue!, I beg your pardon, as long as you're in my class you will not talk like you just did ever again! You also have detention today for me for three hours" Mrs. Parkton said " Also i will be giving your mother a call " she added. She used a lot of emphasis on the word mother. I gave her a fierce look. I Just wanted to grab my pen and jab her in her eye sockets. I was close to doing it but then the bell rang for fourth period. On my way to fourth period it felt like the whole school was staring at me because of the scene i pulled in chemistry class. Oh well. I wasn't the most popular girl in school, well lets say im underneath the nerds. I don't have any friends here at Bradwell High School. Can you believe it I try to forget about Brad but I go to a school named after him. Lucky me. Anyways just like i said i have no friends and no life. The only thing I like about this school is my fourth period class history.

      The bell rings just as I walk in. I walk over to my seat, in the back corner were no one ever sits. So it feels like I'm secluded in my own world which my real mother hated. I walked over to my desk, pulled out my chair, laid my stuff in front of me and took out my history binder. I don't know why  but I like this class for some reason, but I just get a good vibe about this room. It's not like any other room where it's bright and shiny. This room felt like it was tainted with something but not good. It was dark and gloomy and the only thing that really stand out was my history teacher, Mrs.Pearl. She had dark, slick and denigrate hair like the back of a crows feathers. Her skin pale as white. Usually really pail people don't look real pretty but she look like a mixture of heaven and hell. There were no words to describe her beauty. I also wasn't shocked when most of the male teachers like her but that's not any of my business to worry about. "Katherine" Mrs.Pearl called my name with her soft tone voice, her voice had a mixed to it, like sometimes she would sound like a lost little girl in the woods that couldn't find her way back and sometimes she sounded like a confident woman. Something That I would never be. "Yes m'am " I finally said. "Please do not zone out today, we are going over a very important topic today, mythology, I'm pretty sure you'll be quite fascinated". " Oh, um, okay i will". "Good , class please turn to page 152 when you get your books that is being passed out by your fellow student Blake". I could hear the class snicker because of the way she talked. She uses words that could be said 100 years ago. But when she speaks it reminds me of the old days. Anyways, you could you could see Blake flush when the classroom turned to look at him. He bent down his head to cover his face and his gold shaggy hair covered his eyes and covered his cherry looking face and continued passing out the books. I would'nt be surprised if one of the jocks trips him. Blake wasn't one of the most popular guys in school. He was more like me but he had friends. At least he had some people he could relay on. Just at that moment one of the football players a.k.a jocks, stuck his foot out and because Blake wasn't looking he fell on his back. Hid gold hair flipped to the side of his head and you could see his gleaming green eyes. They shinned like stars. And for a moment I thought he as looking at me. No he couldn't, if he did he probably just saw  me as a helpless little girl that was abandoned.

 Class started right after Mrs. Pearl scolded the football players and threatened to take them out of their home coming game. I wasn't surprised when she threatened them with the homecoming. They would do anything to play in there last home game. Even probably kill a human. I think football is utterly violent. I'm not judging, I like violence. But  I never go to any of the games because our team always win. I would go to any some games if any other team can knock the crap out of them. Someone needs to slap some sense into them. But sadly no one can or will. Mrs.Pearl walked in the classroom and everybody stoped talking and opened their book to the page they were told in the begging of class. "Okay class, I'm apologies for the disruption that just took place a while ago". The class was still silent. Really quite. I didn't know if they were scared of her? I would understand why that but I'm totally amazed by her. Maybe she might be my role model. Did the class think that she was a mean heartless woman that dosen't care about no one? I don't think that, but I know nothing about her just that she is from Massachusetts that transferred here. I have no clue what city but i would like to know.

    "okay, Today we will be learning about mythology for the next couple of weeks". A girl in the front raised her hand to ask something. I think her name was Kaitlyn. I call her red head, they weren't a lot of red heads here in this small town Crystal Sky.

     "So are we going to learn about the devil?" she asked. "No Kaitlyn, mythology is not based on the devil, we will be learning about the ancient life and gods and goddesses that have ruled the world." explained Pearl. "Oh, well will be learning about at least something about him ....or is it a she? "No one now what gender the devil is Kaitlyn, but if it is to your liking there could be something about it." "oh okay"

"Good know lets start this lesson, we have only little time before school ends for the weekend because of what happened to the minor interruption. I don't know why Pearl would call that problem with Blake a minor disruption. They practically do that to him every day. For instance in the morning Blake was walking in lie from the cafeteria with his tray. he had and bagel, orange juice, and some over cooked eggs and out of no where Peta he "football player", I Guess he's the leader? I don't know. But anyways Peta walked right up to him and slammed his tray into his chest and eggs was all over his shirt. But lucky for him he had friends to give him a spare t-shirt.

"Kaitlyn please read chapter one" Pearl demanded. Pearl dosen't take no for an answer from anyone. "yes m'am"

                                                         " Saleam Days "

       Long ago, back before the states were even made. There was a King named Phillip. Everybody called him the great, the new god. Every person that lived in his village believed that he had power to control the world , bring people back to life, capture bizarre creatures, control the weather, and grow food in a instant. So the villages were dependent and counted on phillipfor everything. The villagers

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