Red

Myself

"I was about fifteen when I got my hood, it used to be my grandmas, she gave it to me before she passed, no one knows how she died.." I began choke up from tears. The schools counselor was writing down notes but I didn't see what he was actually writing. "I'm sorry sur, it's kinda hard on me with all this.." He nods handing me two little pills for my depression, the schools teen clinic describes me my medication. They say I have a problem that I'm crazy, I'm different from other students.
My name is Ruby Red and I am a wolf..

After school i walk home just looking down at the side walk like i always do, my head begins to hurt, i smell like wet dog. I ignore it and just keep heading home. I live with my foster mom, Samantha, all she does is drink and watch tv, you can tell she wasn't a great mother. I go straight up to my room, right away i face time my best friend Steven.
"Hey Red, what's the coolio?"
"Nothing much about to order some pizza, you joining or are you just gonna be a lazy ass and lay In bed" I can hear him snicker.
"Fuck you I'm on my way"
I hang up the call. Steven has been my best friend since first grade, we grew up together he was always there for me. Steven makes me feel safe like I can trust him with my life. I can tell him anything, well except me being a wolf.
The door bell rings, i rush down stair opening the door "get in lazy butt I already ordered" he laughs walking in
"You know a oh Steven i miss you and your strong arms ohh would be way more nicer" we both laugh, i punch him in the arm "ow! still to this day you punch hard"
"Shut up and come on" we walk up stairs and laughing like a bunch of idiots maybe soon I can tell him how i feel.