Willows POV
"NO!" I screeched at my dad. "You can't make me leave. I'M NOT LEAVING!" I screamed and ran out into the late December snow.
It wasn't Cold, even though I was wearing skinny jeans and a tanktop, it wasn't surprising though, I don't ever really remember being cold which was strange, but I liked it. I'm not leaving, it's ok. I told myself. My dad wanted to send to a mental and help involved school in Georgia. Because I killed my best friend Max. No I didn't really kill her! We Where at an End Of The School Year party, and we wanted to get away for a bit, so we went into the woods we Where just having fun, with our half drunkin minds. Then their was a fire. I came out alive, but Max didn't. I tryed to save her, I did, but it was useless. In the end my dad wanted me to go to this stupid school.
I crossed the frozen creek behind my house, trying to find my spot. It was a nice island like peice of land on the side of the creek. Reeds and cattails sourunded it. It was beautiful. Perfect timing to be out here to it was around 5:00 here in Montana so it was getting dark, their where sun streaks in the dark sky. I sat down and waited,i knew It would calm me. Then I heard it. A wolf call. I quickly stood up and howled back. Yeah it was weird, but calming. I did this most nights though. I heard him howling back. Yes I thought it was a male. I don't know why, but it was a feeling. His calles seemed to get closer every time, which was werid this never happend before, then their was no more howling. I sighed and turned away and lay down on the white snow. Just then I herd rustling next to me in the reeds. I quickly stood up. Then a huge black wolf stepped out. I gasped and took a step back. I wasn't really scared, and I don't know why, usaly I would screem and run but this time it was different, he took a step forwarded, and spoke.
