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RAINE! WAKE UP! YOU HAVE TO MEET THE REST OF THE PACK!"
Oh how I wished that I could smack Tony in the face to shut his face hole up. I didn't want to meet his pack, at least not yet. I was scared. What if they judged me like my old pack and hated me? And I didn't want to leave my bed. It was so comfy and warm.
"RRRAAAAAIIIIINNNNNNNEEEEEE!!!!"
Oh for heaven’s sake.
“I’m coming!"
I reluctantly got up from my bed and went to my bathroom. Yeah that's right, I have a bathroom in my bedroom and it’s pretty big. I looked in the mirror and laughed at what I saw. I had major bed head issues. My hair was all over the place and I had some drool on the side of my mouth. Gross. But hey I slept like a baby and we can't all be perfect at all times. I washed my face and put my hair in a messy bun on top of my head. As for my pjs, they were tweety boxers and a black spaghetti strap tang top. Eh good enough. It’s just Tony's pack, which is now my pack too but I liked to refer them as Tony's pack better. Speaking of Tony's pack, what's their name? I mean what's my packs name?
I walked down the stairs and followed the noise which seemed to be coming from what I think is the kitchen. I walked in and almost got hit by flying food. I ducked and looked around, the people that were in the kitchen seemed to be around my age and were having a food fight. They were laughing and screaming while the cook and Tony tried to get them to stop. It was a funny sight to see. Two old men covered in food telling kids who were also covered in food to stop while they were clearly ignoring them. I laughed as Tony got hit in the face by a pancake. As if by magic everything and everyone stopped and looked at me. I felt weird so I spoke my feelings.
"Why is everyone looking at me creepily?"
"Ah hi Raine, um everyone this is Raine, the new member of our pack. Raine, these are the troublemakers of the pack."
“Um hey. Uh Tony?"
“Yeah?"
"Why did you wake me up if we're gonna throw food and not eat it? I love my bed and it hurts to be away from it."
Everyone laughed and warmed up to me. We continued to have the food fight and then cleaned up once we were out of food. Tony took me out to breakfast to talk about what position I should take. We decided that I was a pretty kick ass fighter so I took the position of pack fighter. Of course there were other pack fighters but I would be a special type of fighter. I would be like a second Beta since the Gamma position was taken. There was already a Beta, Dylan, but I would be in charge when we were under attack and when we were going to go to war. And then I would also be in on all the meetings that were for Betas and Alphas so that I could help with problems and rouges. So basically the pack had two Betas. Hmm speaking of packs, what's the name of this one?
Hey, Tony, what's the name of the pack?
You seriously don't know?
No.... That's why I'm asking.
It's the Full Moon Pack
Oh cool. Alright that was it thanks.
Yeah.
Um ok so thanks so answering, but I’ve gotta go…
Alright, Goodbye
Hmmm the Full Moon Pack. Not what I expected, I seriously expected something like the Blood Eaters or something vicious and scary. The pack was pretty big if I do say so myself; it deserved a better name in my opinion. But anyways what to do now? Everyone already left to get their day started and it was only like 11!
I didn't want to spend today here, locked up, doing nothing, so I went to the pack's garage of vehicles to find transportation out of here. Unfortunately my baby, Spider, was being fixed up, she had an oil leak and her brakes weren't working properly. Sheesh! Only about two days ago she was running like a top and now she breaks on me? I thought we were meant for each other!
Once I got to the garage I opened the door and was surprised at what I saw, there was way more cars in here than the Johnson's could ever hope to have. As I was walking through the rows of beautifully fast cars, I saw something better, a motorcycle, a Kawasaki Ninja 650r to be exact. It was amazing. If I couldn't have the Camaro, I always wanted to have a bike. I decided to leave a note in its place saying that I was going to take it out to sight see, so that no one would freak out when they saw the bike missing.
I hopped on the motorcycle and was satisfied to feel that the seat felt as comfortable as it looked. It was my first time being on a bike so it felt kinda awkward sitting down with my legs spread out. I stuck my feet out on each side of the bike so that I wouldn't tip as I looked for the key hole.
When I found it I twisted the key and jumped when the bike roared. I looked around the handles until I felt that I knew where everything was and twisted the handles and suddenly jerked forwards. I squeaked a little and pressed the brakes hard. My body flung forwards and my chest took most of the impact as my thighs scraped a bit forwards. In other words, it was a painful experience. I maneuvered myself out of the garage looking pretty stupid as I twisted the handle then pressed the brakes and then jerked forwards.
Raine, you need a helmet
Oh crap! Right! Um imma see if I can stop this and then go back in to get one
Or you could turn the bike around and ride back
Right
I got off and turned the bike and then got back on and drove (kinda...ok not really more like jerked forwards) back. It was a weird feeling but I swear that I felt Lily roll her eyes at me. I mean what else was I supposed to do? I barely knew how to ride the bike and she expected me to know how to turn! I mean sure I’d be turning on the freeways and stuff but for now I think that I should stay in the town and avoid turns as much as possible at least until I learned how to turn and ride properly. And with me being me I would probably not let anyone teach me, and teach myself. I've been called a stubborn ass tons of times so I think that there's a big chance of that happening.
When I finally got to the garage I carefully tipped the bike of to my right and hauled my left foot over the bike and then put the kick stand out. It felt funny to walk but I did anyway. I may have been walking like as if I had a major wedgie but it was worth it. I grabbed the helmet from the hook it hung on and ran back to the bike. I quickly got on and jerked forwards going at the pace of a grandma snail.
Once I got the hang of it I was able to ride quite smoothly and decided it was time to go the dangerous world of freeways.
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sorry i havent updated in a while but dont worry! im back for at least until monday(damn school only gave me a weeks worth of vacation -,-) ill try to update while im in school but with the CSTs comming up i have to actually study.... -.-
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