I walk into class like nothing had happened. My cheek stung, and my body hurt from hitting the pavement. There where no scratches left to prove it, but I still felt it.
I walk into another boring day in math class, I start drawing on my paper, again not paying any attention to the lesson. Surprisingly I'm passing this class with a B. The bell rings and I walk into the hall, josh right behind me.
I quickly walk into my next class, Jesse shooting my death glares. Looks like Josh has cut her off. Jessica or Jesse as you know her, is an omega in our pack. She can't do anything but open her legs. Class starts as I begin to wright. I was leavening, I couldn't stay her anymore. Not in this town, with these people. I needed to run, I needed to be away.
I start my letter off with,
" Well its story time again guys."
I slowly right down everything, I get to page 3 before the bell rings. I squeeze my eyes shut and run my hands though my long brown hair. I slowly pick up all of stuff before Jesse can come over to me. She's trying to catch up with me, the clicks of her heels driving me crazy. I spin around and say something to her.
"Fucking close your legs Jesse I can smell that fish from here, god damn girl. And get covers or something, those heels make me want to punch you in the face" I growl, and spin around and keep walking down the hall. She stands there in shock. I'm so done with this school.
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THE RUNNER
WerewolfRun, 1 word, one voice I have long since forgotten. I go by the name runner, no one now's my real name, no one cares. I run, I rearly shift, go weeks with little to no food and can go days with no water. I run searching for the voice that only l...
