The Rose by the Wolf

The Rose

Some people say love is a fairytale. That it is only a dream they're wishing will come true. But this story isn't about fairytales or dreams, this story is about how a normal girl and a werewolf boy came to be.
                    
        My Life began as a orphan dying to be adopted, seeing other kids my age or younger being chosen, and finding a family they can call their own was heartbreaking. Being young and not knowing if I'll ever be chose was unbearable.
  Other orphans made fun of me saying things like "you'll never be adopted, nobody wants an ugly child, no parent ever wants a kid like you!" I always thought they were telling the truth but in reality they were saying things that they knew would never come true for them, they put all their anger on me.

  Today's my 10th birthday and my hopes of being adopted are over until...
This real cutie walks in with his family, and in the boys hand was a rose, probably hoping to give it to his new adopted sister. As he's looking around the room our eyes meet.
  The boys name was Mason and he had light brown hair and bright blue eye's that were to cute to look away from.
    Mason walks over with the rose and hands it to me, and of course I should have said thank you but I go asking questions. "What's this for?" As he looks into my eyes he says     "Don't lose hope in the things that you least expect will happen." I looked down at the flower questioning what he said then I look up and he was gone.
(The rose is a magical flower that stays alive as long as the love between the Two stays strong in their hearts)
He made a connection with me that to this day I will never understand.
               
   A few years have passed and I finally get to go to a real school because I was home schooled my whole life. high school just started and I 'm still and orphan but a few more years and I can leave. As first week of school goes by I made some new friends and saw what I think was a familiar face but wasn't sure because I didn't know anyone being homeschooled and stuff, but this guy, I knew him from somewhere.

  I asked my friends if they know anything about him and all they all said he's a transfer student from Canada. I want to know more about him like how I know him or if he knows me, but the only time I can talk to him is in art, because it is our only class together. Every time I try to talk to him I get to scared and to shy to go near him or even talk to him. 

   Days have gone by and I still haven't gotten the guts to talk to him, but instead of me talking to him, he walks up to me and said that I looked familiar? Then he started asking me questions like if I was an orphan.
      I answered him saying that I was and how he knew, he said that he remembers me from when he was a kid. He also said that once he saw me again something inside of him just clicked. "Clicked?" I asked him wondering what he meant by it, even though I kinda knew what he meant. He stuttered for a bit and acting all shy and then said "I just meant that I know you."  With a angry but quivering tone in his voice like he's lying.
      Then the day ended, it ended with me still wondering how I know him. Later that day when I got back to the orphanage I started looking through the old books of who was adopted and found not one picture or any information about him. Now this makes it a whole lot harder to know how he knows me and how I know him.
                      
   The next day during art I started the conversation about how he knew I was in an orphanage, and how he knows me. He said that he remembers seeing me at an orphanage, that his sister was adopted from named Morris Orphanage. "Morris Orphanage?That's where l am from or still am from. Wait what's your sisters name?" "Sarah, wait do you know her?" "Well I herd of her but personally, no I don't know her." He looked at me with a confused look, then I asked some questions to find out more about him.
       "So where are you from?" He replied with a stutter "I'm, I'm from... Umm..." Then I stayed with a questionable voice, "Canada?" Then he replies quickly "Yea Canada!" "Wait are you really from Canada? Because it sounded like you didn't know where you were from...  Wait.. Are you lying to me because I need to be able to trust you." With a soft voice he replies "If I told you the truth I don't think you'll believe." As he looks at the floor I try to look at his face I reply with a loving voice "Why won't I believe you? What are you not telling me." Then he replies in an angry voice "You won't believe me and you'll make fun of me!" Right as I was about to answer him the bell rings and he storms out the door.

     The next day during art I was going to apologize for what ever I did, and when class started he didn't show up, so I asked around and they said he wasn't here today. As the week goes by there was no sign of him anywhere in this school. I thought whatever happened on Tuesday must have been my fault, considering that he yelled and me and stormed out the room.
                             
   By the next week I got really worried that something bad did happen to him. Art was about to start and I her wasn't there I would have cried of at least asked the teacher where he was or if he was ok, but when I walk into the class and he was there. I couldn't bare waiting to ask him where he was, and so I kinda shouted across the room and the whole classed look up and I quickly got to my seat and repeated what I said quietly, "Where were you." He replied with an apology "I, l was out."
     "Where though?" He replies with a mysterious tone "I didn't want to hurt you." "Wait hurt me? What do you mean by hurt me?" As he tries to reply, an announcement came on about and animal attack that happened last week right by the school, and that we should be careful when walking home. I asked him what the hell happened last week. He looks at me with sorry but kinda worried face and says "Remember when I said you wouldn't believe me, well this is kinda what I meant." "What do you mean?" He replies hoping no one hears him "I know who attacked.. I, I mean what attacked that kid."
      Me being stupid and yells my answer "WAIT... WHO!?!" As he's trying to calm me down he's said "I'll explain everything after school, just promise you won't tell anyone." I calmed down and replied "Ok I won't tell anyone, but after school I have to go straight home." So he said he'll walk me home, well walk with me. To me it felt like that class took forever, but finally the class ends and we walks me home and explains everything. "So you promise you won't tell anyone, because I'm trusting you with my life." "I promise." "So the reason I left really quickly last week is because I didn't want to hurt you, and that kid we heard about on the announcement, well it was kinda my fault."     
      "Kinda, what do you mean be kinda?" He tells me with a sorry/sad tone in his voice "That was me who attacked the kid..." I have a feeling that somethings not right. "I'm, well, I'm..." I interrupted him with an angry tone I yell "Your...What?" He looks around to make sure no ones around him then says "I'm a werewolf, that's why I get angry quickly and how I can't be around you when I angry because I'm afraid of hurting you." As I'm shaking my head and saying "Wait a werewolf? Hahaha there's no such thing as werewolf's." He's getting mad, and I know why, it's because he knew I wouldn't believe him. I calmed my self down and stopped laughing "Your right I don't believe you, but why me, why would you tell me?"
     Then he starts looking all mad and says "Well I thought I could trust you!" Then he storms off and I follow him well I tried to but he's to quick. I chased after him deep into the woods and now I'm getting scared because I don't know where I am or where he is. "Hello! Hello!" I start yelling hoping he would find me or I would find him. I stay quiet to hear if he's saying anything, but instead I hear footsteps, sticks are breaking, it sounds like someone is running right towards me I look around and all of a sudden I see a dog, wait not a dog a wolf! I start running but I feel like I'm just running in circles. Finally I stop running and say "Stop its me please don't hurt me!"
       As I fall to the ground in a ball, the wolf jumps over me and it goes silent for a while. I look up and there he is sitting there, so I walk over and sit down next to him and say "I really need to know your name so this doesn't happen again, well you know what I mean." He replies with a loving voice "I'm Mason, and may I ask what's your name?" "Oh yea I'm Skyler but you can call me Sky." Then he looks up at me and apologize's for what just happened, and now I believe him and we start talking again.
    "So now I believe you." He laughs and says "Well you better now, since you saw me turn." "Yea." Then I remember I have to get home so I stood up and now he's wondering what I'm doing and I asked him "How do we get out of here?" "Why?" "I have to get home like now!" "Shit yea I better get you home so you don't get in trouble."