She wolf: Too Late.

Chapter One: The Love

Chapter 1

I woke up that morning, with Siala kneeled by my bed, stroking my face. I reached my hand to touch her   long, blond hair. She giggled, and I saw the sweet twinkle in her dark-green eyes. Her lips the perfect shade of lightish pink, and freckles spotting her nose. Siala was ever-so perfect, and it was rare that a girl like her would fall for a guy like me. Some loser guy named Liam who had faded brown hair, and with one random freckle, right by my eye. Right then two thoughts came to my head, why does she like me? and why is she here?

   "Liam, get up." She said as she stood up. Siala was wearing a white night gown with frilly sleeves. Did she sleep here for the night? What is the red stuff on her dress? I was confused. Questions were buzzing through my head as I sat up in bed. Nothing ever made sense when she's here. It's scary. "C'mon Liam, get up!" Siala throws me a puppy eyed look and grabs my hand to try and pull me out of bed. I gave in, and stood myself up before I would've fell on my face. She is so strong, for some reason. I face Siala and put my hand on her waist. She throws her arms around my neck and kisses me. I lasts for a few seconds, Siala ends it by running her tongue along my lips. I wish that this would last forever, but she leaves for me to get dressed. She doesn't even have to say it, I can see it in her eyes, and Siala knows it. I strip off my pajamas and throw on a green plaid polo and some jeans. It's weird that I sleep in my socks, but I don't care. I walk out of my room and into the kitchen to see Siala eating the left over pork chops from last night, cold. I kiss her forehead, and start preparing some Cheerios.                      

"How did you get here?" I ask.

"Window was open." she says, getting up from the porkchops. " I'm getting dressed, so do not disturb, Liam Carper." Siala smirks, and walks into the bathroom with a handful of clothes."You better hurry up, we got 20 minutes before class." I tell her trotting down the stairs. I slip on my DC's and jump in my truck. Siala runs out in a neon pick tank, with a pale yellow cardigan on top. She's got on black jeans, with blue hightops. She throws her book bag in the truck, and jumps in the passenger side. But she doesn't put her seat belt on. Instead, she jumps in my lap, and says "I want to drive" all childish. I playfully throw her into the other seat and start the truck. Siala quickly buckles up, and touches me up and down the side of my arms, face and thigh as if she had never seen a teenage boy before. Her favorite song comes on, so I open the window and blast the music loud. Siala starts singing, so well she could be come a star any day. 

We get to the school, and I jump out of the truck, and so does she. I race her to the tree in front of our school, and she wins, as usual. I then see my best friend Jenetra, wearing a black denim jacket, a white tee and some black leggings, with dark purple boots. Siala and I walk over to her, and Jenetra stares at us with a frown.  She tries to hide her face with her dark, black hair, but nothing hides her pale skin,  which is the color of the beach. Jenetra is the only girl who doesn't have her ears pieced and has a pretty flat chest,but she doesn't give a rat's behind. Siala glared at Jenetra and kept walking into the school. Siala noticed that I stopped. She again stared at Jenetra like was a bratty 4 year old. Jenetra did the same back. Siala walked in, staring at me in disbelief.