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

Chapter 16- Touch her, I'll kill you motherfuckerr;

OH EM GEEEEEEE BABES! (how funny would life be if everyone actually spoke like that?! xD) Anywayyyyy.... thanks so much for the awesome comments on the last part! :'D I love you guys who are awesome enough to comment! And awesome enough to actually read this story! xD THANKYOU DUDES<33 Enjoy :) xxx

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Chapter 16- Touch her, I'll kill you motherfuckerr;

(Nates POV)

I hate that girl. I hate her!

She spat in my drink.

She. Spat. In. My. Drink!

I do not like her. I can’t believe she actually spat in my drink. Urgh! I mean I wouldn’t have even noticed if it weren’t for my wolf senses. But EW!

I lay back on my bed, sulking like a five year old kid who wasn’t allowed an ice cream.

See the moment I think she’s starting to come around to me, and she spits in my fuckingg drink! Gah that girl is so annoying!

Not that I care.

It just annoys me that she doesn’t back down to me like everyone else does. She just argues, or glares...or in this case...spits in my drink!

Urgh.

I shook the thoughts from my head. I don’t even like this girl so why am I thinking about her. I pulled out my ipod from under my pillow.

Yes. I have an ipod.

Yes. I am the legend who can get any electrical items I want, even though they’re banned from school property for “safety” reasons. Safety my ass!

How the hell is an ipod gonna hurt us?

OH MY GOD MY IPOD JUST TRIED TO EAT ME!!!!

No dudes. Just no.

I flicked through the songs until I found the one I was looking for, before singing quietly along to it under my breath.

Sometimes I sit, staring out the window

Watching this world pass me byyyyy

Sometimes I think, there’s nothing to live for

I almost break down and cryyyyy(8)

Sometimes I think I’m crazy

I’m crazy, oh so crazy

Why am I here am I just wasting my timeeeee?

But then I see my baby

Suddenly I’m not crazy

It all makes sense when I look into her eyeeesss(8)

There was a quiet howl in the distance, barely loud enough for even my wolf senses to hear.

I should probably go check that out...

I shook the thought out of my head. Whoever is making the noise is not my problem. Why should I waste my time trying to find them and help them, when they probably don’t want any help in the first place?

I ignored the noise, instead choosing to carry on singing.

Sometimes it feels like the worlds on my shoulders

Everyone’s leaning on meeeeee

Sometimes it feels like the worlds almost over

But then she comes back to meeee!(8)