The weather was horrible this morning when I stepped out of the house .
It was raining cats and dogs out there , big fat drops chasing each other to the earth that probably needed the wet goodness.
Dad couldn't drop me off today and I had no idea how I was going to get to school on this not so fine Tuesday morning.
I wore a grey raincoat with matching gumboots and a hat that did nothing to keep the rain from splashing onto my shoulders .
The gumboots were a different story , it became muddy very quickly in the slobbery mess of mud that the rain water created .
I tried so hard to keep them clean , but it was a worthless endeavour .
I sighed in contempt for the umpteenth time as I made my down the street . I bemoaned the fact that some places on the sidewalk had no cemented footpaths whatsoever for pedestrians like me who was labouring down the sidewalk to get to school or to work on time.
I cursed the fact that my keys are still in the possession of one Dmitri Volkov , who didn't even seem to care how I got to school or not .
Mom can't take me because she was late for a meeting with a woman called something very exotic that I didn't even bother to remember . Dad had to get to work quite early because there were an assignment of new software that are to arrive this morning .
I would've been in school too early then . Even before the janitor ,who normally opened the doors at seven .
School begins at eight . Who wants to be an hour early?.Under my rainwear I was dressed in black skinny jeans and a striped black and white long sleeved top . I had some converse in my backpack waiting to be pulled on once I actually reached school .
I am using a different schoolbag today than I had the day before . Today's one is waterproof , obviously, and not made of leather . I'd used the handbag/backpack yesterday .
Why can't I be one of those badass people in the films who could hotwire a car with no problem?. If I can do that , I wouldn't need my bloody keys !.
I'm feeling rather bitter thinking about my keys in the possession of someone who had no right to take them from me .
I huffed and glared up at the weeping grey skies .
The weather reporter on my Mom's radio prophesied that the rain would hold until Friday .
I'd probably have to walk to school until then and school wasn't around the next corner .
" Should've brought my earphones and then I could listen to Wolf FM just about now ," I said to the sky , feeling rather put out for that honest mistake of mine .
I wondered if someone won a date with Dmitri . I didn't tune into Davey Jenks' show on Saturday ,so I don't know who won .
It'll serve him right if it was an old lady with the tendency to touch people inappropriately .
I'd pay to see him squirm , the miserable arrogant sod .
I can just picture it and I felt quite satisfied with what I came up with.
A honk behind me caused me to jump in fright and my heart gave a quick thump before settling down to its normal rhythm .
I looked over shoulder and almost groaned loudly because it was just my luck to have Allen freaking Rhodes discover me walking to school .
I opted to ignore the boy and continued onwards ignoring the prickling feeling at the back of my neck .
Another honk made me jump again and I mentally cussed him out for honking at me , my nerves wouldn't be able to hold if he was dead set on me acknowledging him .
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Howl To My Heart
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