"Travis? Travis what happened to you!? Why are you a wolf? Why are y...."
"Stop asking so many questions. All you need to know is that by the next full moon you may or may not Turn into a werewolf. If you don't I'll have to bite you again. "
"But why? Why are you a.... werewolf? And why are you biting me? "
"It will all be clear very, very soon. Lucky for you there's another full moon this month. Then, and only then will I tell you what's going to happen. Seeya then Ti." He perks his ears forward and dashes through an open door.
"What the fuck just happened!? "
As I lay on the couch once more, but this time it's covered in my leg blood, I stare at the TV.
I try to fall asleep but fail, multiple times, until morning. My life has just become even weirder.
I wait for Travis to come down the stairs and kiss my hand being the neat-freak, germephobic , geek I used to know. But he never does.
I decide to call my other friend Heidi who I've known forever. She'll think I'm crazy but I didn't really care, I needed to tell someone who'll listen.
It barely rings once when she picks up.
"Hey Ti, what's up?"
"Travis is a werewolf and he bit me. He also said something about I'll find everything out..."
"Next full moon. Uuuhh, coming mom! Gotta go!" She hangs up.
"WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAPPEN TO ME!? " I scream and throw my phone across the room.
"God damn it Travis, I wish you'd tell me already!"
I need to get out of here. I look at my leg, and there is a faint curved bite mark. At least I have proof. I'll take a picture!
Click, nothing but my normal leg shows up.
"What the hell?" I took another, and another. None of the pictures showed any evidence of a bite.
"Oh shit, what am I gonna do now? " Confusion is my enemy. "If no one will help me, I will just have to figure this out on my own! But how?"
I grab my backpack with my clothes and stuff, run upstairs and turn on the shower. As I strip down I see how bruised and beat up my body looks. I step in and let the hot water welcome me. It feels like I haven't showered in days.
I step out, dry off, dry my hair and get dressed. I brought my favorite tank, ripped jeans and my red sneakers. Now I'm ready, but for what?
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Kurt AdamA 15 year-old who lives with her single mother is bitten by a werewolf and doesn't know how to tell her mother for that matter. Until a cute boy werewolf "shows her the ropes" to be a were' being.
