Taken

1-School's Out Forever!

It was a warm Friday morning in mid-March. The sun peeked out through the blinds in my bedroom and I could hear birds chirping. I didn't need an alarm clock, I was a morning person and woke up on my own.

I sat up in my bed with a quiet and cute yawn, and stretched. With a huge smile on my face, I got out of bed and skipped to my bathroom, ready to start another wonderful day at school. School's gre-

Okay, let's cut the crap.

I woke up from an alarm blaring Call Me Maybe. I reached a hand out to shut it off, but just ended up knocking my phone off the bedside table. But the music stopped playing, so it was okay.

I rolled out of bed and stood on my feet. If I told you I always landed on my feet I would be lying. I broke my arm falling out of bed when I was 9.

I was going to start getting ready for school, but then my stomach started growling. Clothes can wait. I needed food first.

So instead of going downstairs in an outfit for school, I headed to the kitchen in a pair of Batman jogging pants and a Superman T-shirt. Even though the two superheroes might not like each other, I like them both.

After walking down a flight of stairs, I finally saw the fancy tiles of my family's kitchen floor. I decided that I was going to hurry to get my food. I started running down the last few steps. But I was in a sleep deprived state and so I ended up falling.

Both my parents were already there, and there was an empty stool in between them. Assuming that spot was for me, I slipped in the seat. In front of me was a plate of pancakes and a bottle of syrup. I started pouring the syrup on my breakfast and began eating.

"Eva, we have something to tell you." My father started seriously. He only used that tone when I got in trouble. But I hadn't done anything this time! I waited nervously and impatiently for what they were going to say. Putting down my utensils, I folded my hands together and sat like a responsible child. Maybe if they saw how I was handling the fact that I was about to get in trouble, they'd soften the blow.

My parents never usually had big news. Since they were Alpha and Luna they talked about problems amongst themselves, leaving me out of it.

"Well," my mother continued with a pause, "we think that your Alpha duties should come before school, so... we're taking you out of school." My parents looked nervous, as if I'd want to oppose this. As if! School is filled with awful people, awful work, and awful teachers. Of course, there were some people I liked, but others were jocks, Barbie dolls, or people who thought they were better than others. I mean, some jocks weren't bad, some makeup lovers were super nice, and some people who had a little too much confidence were still okay, but other then that, school was a bad place.

There was only one bad part about me getting taken out of school: today was Friday. I wish they had told me the news Monday or perhaps in kindergarten. I was fine with being homeschooled.

"My prayers have been answered!" I shouted. Giving each of my parents a hug, I ran back up to my room to sleep. I mean, I could so why not, right? One of the worst parts about school was the awful hour you had to wake up at. I should not be awake before the sun. I'm just saying.

As I sat in my bed, I thought about what might be coming for me. My family and I are one of many werewolves, and my parents are the Alpha and Luna of the Blue Moon Pack, which means they're the male and female leaders. A pack is like a family, or a group. There are many werewolf packs but not all packs liked each other. Usually, boys are the Alphas, but in my case, I'm an only child, so this pack is getting a female leader. Right after my parents had me, they found out they couldn't have kids anymore, so the Blue Moon Pack is getting a girl leader.

I personally think that more packs should be led by just girls. There'd be less fighting. Although, every pack would end up ignoring each other, but it'd be better this way. It would also be good to put sexists to shame. I'll be the first female leader and I'll do a hell of a job at leading.

Finally, sleep overtook me, and I had nightmares about the work I'd have to do to be an Alpha. Being an Alpha was not just about being some tyrant. You had to be fair, harsh, and loyal. You had to punish when punishment was needed, but you had to show compassion. Usually a pack's Luna would be the one showing kindness and compassion, but I was playing both roles. When I found my mate, I'd probably have to step down from being and Alpha and be a Luna instead, but maybe not. A girl can dream.

I felt like I was on top of the world when I woke up again at a later hour. It was honestly great. I wondered what everyone else was doing at school right now. In science class we had a project due and in math we had a test. I was glad to be skipping it all.

I decided to have a bath. Today would be a day of relaxation and rest, because tomorrow, training was starting. My dad took training very seriously, but it showed because we had some of the best fighters out of all the packs. Except maybe Black Shadows warriors, ours could beat any other packs fighters in a war.

But Black Shadow is ruthless. I heard they had a young Alpha, around 18 or 19, but the previous Alpha was cruel. The new Alpha and old Luna are trying to turn their pack's reputation around, as the old Alpha was killed in battle.

As a stood in the bathroom I thought about Black Shadow. They were nice enough now, but I didn't know if it would stay that way. I thought about training, I thought about my friends. I didn't know how everything was going to go when I became Alpha. And I wouldn't admit this to anyone, but I was scared.