Howling love

Chapter 1-grate

Jenna's pov

I'm looking at my finished product in the mirror. I see a 15 year old girl who's about 5.1" brown curly hair that goes just above her waist with feathered bangs. She has dark brown eyes and a natural tan. She's wearing a white plain crop top with high waisted black shorts and white converse, white painted nails and just a little bit of makeup consisting of mascara, eye liner and a light brown eye shadow. She sees a strong independent girl. A girl who won't back down for anything. She sees a made up shell of a girl. She sees herself.
I keep staring at myself in the mirror just thinking about life. All the things I had to go through yet I can still put on a fake happy smile. I've been battling depression for about four years now. I'm a Junior at East River High School. Im not what you call popular but I'm not unknown.
I've been staring at myself so long that I ended up missing the bus grate now I have to walk. Good thing it's not that far of a walk, around maybe three four miles.
I keep thinking about Jason, he's all I seem to think about. Will he like what I wear. Will he finally decide to apologize. Will he finally become the real alpha I know he can be. I already know all these answers. No. No he will not.
I get to school just in time. I walk over to where I Normally stand in the court yard. I have no friends to stand with, not because no one likes me but because I don't like anyone. All the girls I know are all either two faced bitches or annoying and sluty as hell. So I just stay to myself. I stand in a perfect spot where I can see Jason and not be seen by his best friend Jack. Ironically his mates name is Jill. She was one of the biggest sluts here. I swear sees a walking STD. Jack is one of the few people who hit me. I was the upcoming beta because of my mom but ever since she died an I've been taken into custody of her husband, my stepdad. my rank has been taken. My step dad hits me as well as Jack and Jill also Ashley. The "queen bee" as so she thinks. In middle school ashley and I were best friends. Going to each other's houses for weeks on end, going to the mall, talking about our crushes. Just doing things best friends would then my mother died and my stepdad,Ron, started hitting me. I started becoming depressed. That went on for about six months before I told ashley. Long story short she thought I was a freak and stopped hanging out with me. I dropped all my friends after that. Well it wasn't fully my choice. Ron doesn't like me having friends in fear of them finding out what he does to me. Although Jason doesn't hit me he does emotionally abuse me. He knows about what Jack, Jill, an Ashley does to me. He doesn't care. He says I need to be put in my place. I used to try to hit back but it just got me longer of a beating. I do stand up to Jason though. I don't know why but he just doesn't seem to scare me like the others. I know it sounds wrong but I like him. Like a lot. Ever since I landed eyes on him in the sixth grade. He didn't know of my existence until the year after but it doesn't really matter.
(Flashback)
It was the first day of sixth grade and I was lost. It was a huge brand new school. I thought I was walking into my math class but instead it was Jason's. He was in the back of the class messing around completely ignoring the teacher. He was the soon to be alpha of the blue moon pack an I was to be the beta. I was surprised to hear that the alpha even had a son. I've been in this pack all my life and I just know have seen him. But then again I never really liked to leave my room. I just sat there and looked at him for a couple minutes taking in all his beauty. I was snapped out of my thoughts when the teacher asked me who I was and why I was in the class. I quickly turned tail and ran out of there. Not wanting to look like a fool in front of Jason
(Flashback over)
He started picking on me when he found out about my moms death. I was crying in the middle of class in the seventh grade and he called me a wimp a weakening. He said that strong wolves don't cry. He was right. Wolves are not supposed to show weakness in front of others. But I did and it gave them an advantage above me. That's why I don't show my emotions anymore. I keep them all bottled up and locked away tight.
I snapped out of my thoughts to only find out that the bell rung minutes ago an now I'm late to class.
I walk in my first period only to be sent to the office saying that the guidance counselor,Mr. Cruss, needed to see me. I walked in his office to get a piece of paper I looked down on it to relies that it's a new scedual.
1. Science
2. Math
3. English
4. History
5. Art
6. Gym
Not all bad but I get my electives at the end of the day now. I head to my first period to see that it's Mr bostons class. I walk in show him my scedual and look around the class for any available seats. But why of course there's only one open, right dab center in the middle of ashley and Jason. Just great