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

Chapter 25-Did I mention I'm a ninja?

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Chapter 25-Did I mention I'm a ninja?

(Robbis POV)

Lying back on my bed, I groaned at the boredom that had been flooding my mind for the past five minutes since that douche bag, Nate, got dragged out of my room by my ever so awesome best friend.

Yeah, you heard me. It’s been five whole minutes since they abandoned me, alone in my room. What the hell am I supposed to do while they’re gone? I groaned out loud, remembering at once, that that ‘douche bag’ was my mate. What kind of an idiot, whether it be fate or some all-powerful god, would stick someone as awesome, not to mention ninja, as me, with some annoying ass wipe like Nate.

Maybe they were on drugs when they thought that up? Weed, coke, E, acid, or shrooms even;

I always wondered what ‘shrooms were like. They seem pretty fun; maybe that’s why the gods of fate were doing them.

Oh my god! See this is what boredom does to you! I really need to buy a phone or some other...electrical...thingy-ma-jigy. Hey don’t diss’ the word douches. Don’t diss’ the word.

Anyway; okay, so maybe I don’t have anyone else’s phone numbers, but at least I’d be able to play Snake whenever I got bored!

I grinned at the thought of playing my childhood favourite. Man, that game is beast.

Shaking my head slightly, still grinning like a damn retard, I pulled myself up off my bed. I have got to get out of this room.

My wolf instantly howled at the thought, and her enthusiasm spread through my whole body, making me shiver slightly from the adrenaline.

I guess I’m going running.

I pulled off my clothes, before placing them between my teeth like a dog. Oh I guess I am kinda a giant dog. Cute?

I breathed in deeply, before propelling myself forward and out of the window, shifting the moment my feet were out. Shifting forwards slightly, mid-flight, I internally grinned as I flipped over myself, before doing the same again. How fucking ninja was that?

Before I could think of anything else, my head whacked into the floor, a few hundred meters from the window, with a loud crack, and I groaned as my body thumped to the hard, wet, ground.

Fucking. Hell. I think my ninja skills need a pinch of practice. Only a tiny bit though...

The ground before me seemed to spin as my head pounded, and a groan escaped my lips as blackness engulfed my thoughts.

*DREAM*

My eyes flung open to the sound of yelling. An all too common sound in my house. My father was always arguing. Whether it be with me, or with one of his many visitors, who I tried desperately to avoid at all costs.

I pulled myself up off my bedroom floor, at once realising that this wasn’t my house. Not anymore at least. I shook my head, realising that this must be another dream. Or another nightmare.

I shoved the thought from my mind, forcing myself to sneak out of my room. After a few moments of persuasion, the logical, not to mention curious, part of my mind, won the battle, and I quietly crept out into the hall, before hiding myself away behind the banister.