The Wattpad Wolf Story

1

I walk through the doors of my new school, keeping my head lower than my self-esteem. My obligatory dark hair falls around my face like a curtain, effectively blinding me as I continue through halls I've literally never been in before. I'd probably benefit from being able to see my surroundings, but my basic dirty converse are so much more interesting.

Whispers surround me, and I'm so distracted and visually impared by my hair waterfall that I don't see the Giant stopped in the middle of the hallway like a frickin' rooted tree. I run smack dab into him and go flying backwards like Bella Swan at her birthday party, crashing through the crowd like a bowling ball.

"Oh golly," I say from the floor.

An animalistic growl tears through the chatter and I look up to find the Giant above me. His hair is also raven black, because we don't do blonde lovers here, and his eyes are the shade of mashed up peas. I'm in love with peas. His skin is toilet seat white and he smells like he's growing pine trees out of his armpits. Mmm, trees.

"Mate!" The man growls again, but I don't find it strange at all. He must have a cold, or maybe he smokes cigarettes and has the voice machine thing in his neck that they show on commercials. Either way it's sexy, and as an avid rock collector, I'm all about that gravel.

"Are you Australian?" I ask him as he lifts me easily off of the floor. I'm super cute and tiny - only 5'4 and I'm naturally skinny to promote unrealistic body expectations among young teen girls. My ass is phat though.

"Oh, my silly little mate," the man shoves his face into my hair as I stand there awkwardly in the hallway. I hear him taking deep breaths, and I suddenly wish I had showered at some point in the last 2 weeks. My natural musk is super musky.

"Uh, well, heya bud, I do have a personal space bubble," I tell him, patting his arm. Sparks fly everywhere our skin touches, and I mean that quite literally. Gold sparks shoot out like we're cutting metal, and a stray one catches fire to my backpack. One of the extras - I mean other students, takes it from me and stamps it out while Giant keeps his head in my neck, purring.

"Mate no have personal space," he rumbles. He's such a raw, unfiltered guy that he doesn't even need proper english. His voice is so deep it shakes the earth under my feet and I wobble at the intensity. He produced at least a level 3 earthquake just by speaking...gosh, he's so manly.

"Hey, Alpha?" a man calls behind him. This man is blonde and boyish, standing slightly smaller than the Giant because my love interest has to be the biggest and baddest around. #biggestinthepantsdepartmenttoo #Imeanhispenisnothispantssize #bigdick!

"What you want?" he roars, unnecessarily angry from all the testosterone coursing through his overly large, probably medically concerning body. He reaches up and rips his shirt off to reveal ridiculously toned abs that are majestically tanned, and they're glistening like he just jogged out of the ocean. I bet if I licked them they would be salty too, just like the rocks I used to lick on the beach before both of my parents died earlier this month. I had to trade them in to get here and find my love interest though, so it's all okay.

"Well...just to remind you she's human sir," the blonde says. The beast let's out a violent howl, running away from me with inhuman quickness. He stares at me in betrayal.

"Human! Reject! Human icky! Human weak! Bad ewy!" The Giant beats his chest Tarzan style and then stomps off down the hall towards a blonde girl. I have to describe her as wearing clown makeup when it's just normal amounts of makeup and a skirt because she's contractually banned from wearing pants. I never wear any makeup besides mascara and chapstick, and I'm very chill and relaxed so I only wear pants. It is not just because I don't know how to shave my legs. I am naturally hairless, like a naked mole rat.