EVANGELINE

The Plan

Eva

I don't know how I ended up here again.

The sounds of the ocean is calming though, the warmth of the sand hugs my feet as I bury them in the sand. I sigh squeezing my legs closer to my chest resting my chin on my knees.

I seem to always find my way here when I'm having a hard time, which isn't necessarily rare when you live in the pack I do.

I came here a lot especially in middle school, so I made this my own little spot. To cheer myself up I would look for sand crabs and act like they were the person I was upset with and say everything I couldn't say to them in person.

I called it crab venting.

I know it sounds silly, like why couldn't I just ever speak up for myself? Of course that time of "weakness" was only a year ago so I thought I didn't need this place anymore, but here I am a senior in high school still looking for sand crabs.

I don't really have a plan for what to do next, I've already made it clear that I can't and won't be staying here by disrespecting the future alpha and Luna. Not that I regret my actions but I didn't really think of the after.

What now?

Can I really just pack up all of my things and leave? Just walk away from the place I grew up in, yes of course it was hard being looked down upon compared to my sister by any and everyone but this was still my home. The only home I've ever known.

What would I even do when I leave? I hadn't really thought of that, I always wanted to go to college but my parents were against it, they wanted me to stay in the pack. Said I would do no good leaving.

Always telling me what's best for me even though they barely even cared to know anything about me. So why shouldn't I go to college it's not like I don't have the grades to make it into a good school.

What would I even major in, I have to start planning my own future for once. Now that I think about it I'm kind of good with numbers and pretty badass at negotiating.

I nibble on my bottom lip contemplating my next move before rising to my feet. I have a plan, sort of.

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I make my way back to the home of my stress, I waited until every student left the building before I headed for the front doors. I didn't want to risk walking into anyone in fear that my wolf would rip the head off of whoever was bold enough to mention the event of earlier today.

I turn left making my way past the boys locker rooms which smelled of straight ass. huh seems like Jonah's been in there recently.

I make a short turn left facing the front office doors, I push open the metal door greeted by the surprised face of Catherine, the principals assistant, who happens to be walking out of his office holding a stack of papers.

shes in her mid 20's with wavy blonde locks in a half up half down style. Her mid-thigh length skirt is slightly risen, and one of the buttons from her way too tight blouse is missing causing a good amount of cleavage to be showing.

Great I now have a vendetta against blondes.

Her cheeks look flushed she eyes me before setting the papers down on her desk.