World of Hate

Chapter 1:

Im alone in this world. Abandon by everyone. I dont have a family. I have a pack. Yes im human. I live with werewolves who have cared for me ever sense i was a baby. I go to Eastfield High. Im 16 going into my junior year. My name is Willow and this is my story.

A new school year a near year of torture. I walked through the hall binders in my hands. I didnt need a book bag like everyone else. I was an outcast. I didnt dream of being friends with anyone. Most people made fun of me sayings i had no family. Or they would say i live with drug addicts. The rumers were always diffrent.

I had my headphones in. The teachers didnt notice. My long blonde hair coverd it. I had brown eyes that made me look like a ghost out a horror movie. I was about the height of all the other girls in the school. I did well in all my classes and even did track. But did that change anything, your wrong.

I walked into math sitting in the back. The teacher started off talking about what we were going to learn this year. I hated the first day, you heard the same thing from every class. He passed out papers for are parents to sign.

"Willow?" I looked at Mr. DeCou.

"Yes?" I turned my music down a little bit so i could hear what he was saying.

"Pay attention." He went back to writing stuff on the bored. We had to fill out a survay. He passed the papers. Okay first question. What do you want to learn this year? Well that seems simple. I want to learn anything that will make me pass. I smiled at my answer okay second question.

What are your parents name? Okay my parents are Lisa and Chris Mckeenly. I know what your thinking now. How do I know my parents? . The only parents i had were the leaders of the pack. And they do all the parenting.

I scribbled down the rest of the answer. The bell rang and i sat it down on Mr DeCous desk. I walked out behind everyone else. The day went by fast. Already had a bunch of things to signed. I walked home in the cold fall air. It was September 1st. I crossed the road and ran into the forest.

"Hey im home!" I walked into the house. It was 2 stores with 6 bedrooms. The whole packed lived in here. "I got things for you to sign mother dearest!" My mom walked out of the kitchen grabbing the papers out of my hand. I threw my binders on the couch and got me some orange juice.

"Ookay here you go." My mom gave the papers. "Oh and by the way you have training in 30 minutes. Dont be late" My mom was pretty cool but she always cared about you. She walked out the room while i read over what she wrote. My life i would say starts out normal till you get to the freaky part. I didnt hate the world infact i loved it.

But once you start finding out the secrets and horrors of this world, nobody was safe and nobody willl ever be safe. The pack is diffrent. Were one of the strongest packs in all of North America. My mom and father were the alphas. There were 4 parents. 2 kids for each mom. Except my mom. She wasnt able to have kids thats why she took me in.

The first family was Katie and Derek King. They had twin daughters named Tori and Taylor. The girls were so annoying. They didnt love being a werewolf they hated it. They made it seem like a curse. I would do anything to have it but can i? No i cant. The second family was Vivian and Sam Wolf. They had a 16 year old son and 9 year old girl. The son name was Mark and the little girl was Katherin. Mark was cute for a guy his age. Taylor and Tori were always all over him.

The third family had the two 5 year old boys. Daniel and Danny. There mother died hunting one night so they live with there father Billy. The last family is my family Lisa and Chris McKeenly. They have me there adopted daughter. The only one who cant shift. I beg my parents every day to change me. They say no like always. My mom though by distracting me with training i wouldnt want to be a werewolf. It only makes me crave it more.

Its worse then my blood addiction. I love blood i crave for it. To see the bright crimson red color. Sorry im getting distracted. "Willow! Your going to be late!" I rolled my eyes and walked out the door. The place was only a 15 minute walking distance. I walked in.

"Willow your late!" Derek yelled.

"Im like 5 minutes late!"

"Your still late!" I sighed. He was a great teacher but very annoying.

"Alright i want you to roundhouse kick this dummy" He pushed the dummy toward me. I did what he asked. Now all i have to do is take 3 more hours of this.