A Delinquent School? Seriously Dudes? But I'm a wolf...

Chapter 15- Eye of the Tiger;

 Sooo this is a reaaaaaally long part :D (sorry if thats bad but yanooo) it was ten pages on word;) 

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Chapter 15- Eye of the Tiger;

I got back to my room, dumping myself on the bed on my back, soaking wet from walking back in the pouring rain.

 That film was so funny it’s unbelievable! Werewolves getting killed my silver bullets? Biting people on full moons? PU-LEASE! A silver bullet wound would heal just as soon as any other wound, and people cant be changed into a wolf just by being bitten! ...everyone knows that! Jeez!

I smirked to myself at the memory of the cinema. The full moon high in the sky, as the wolf jumps onto the man, trying to bite him (to supposedly make him a werewolf too), before the man shoots him with the silver bullet, causing the wolf to explode in a load of gore.

Man I got so many weird looks at that part!

Probably because I was sat there laughing almost hysterically, while the others were cringing into their seats. Well come on dudes! How inaccurate can it get!

I rolled off my bed onto my feet. After that stupid movie, my wolf was aching to get out, inching her way through my body, ready to take control.

I sighed, rolling my eyes, before pulling off my clothes, not wanting them to get torn to shreds since they were new and all. I ran up to the already open window, increasing speed as I leapt over the sill.

I held out a howl as I flew through the air, landing a few meters away from the building. My wolf grinned at the freedom, while I smirked to myself.

How fuckingg ninja was that?!

Man I am just that cool!

Running in a random direction, I let out a loud howl, feeling my wolf grin eagerly. The wind pounded my face, as rain flooded my fur and sprayed into my eyes.

I felt my muscles tighten as I built up speed, my tongue dangling from the side of my mouth as I ran, like an average puppy dog. Awr! I love puppies! They’re not as cool as me though obviously. I smirked at myself.

Twigs snapped in my face as I ploughed through them, completely exhilarated from the freedom. I let out a loud howl. My wolf was buzzing from the thrill of the run, not having been freed for a whole week.

I instantly regretted locking her away this long. The feeling of the trees rushing by my strong, capable wolf form, made me feel so free. Like I could do anything in the world and not be stopped.

I snapped my teeth at a low branch, before shaking it, shattering the wood shaving around me as I barked a laugh. Oh man this is the life.

The exhilaration I was feeling right now, reminded me vaguely of the film Rocky. I began singing Eye of the Tiger in my head.

Rising up, back on the street.

Did my time, took my chances.

Went the distance, now I’m back on my feet;

Just a man and his will to surviveeee!(8)

I spun myself round in random circles, leaping randomly from spot to spot while barking to the tune of the song; enjoying the freedom way more than I had expected to.