I was running.
I don't know what from, but I was running. And I knew I had to go fast. Wolves bolted past me, running in the opposite direction, towards the danger to fight. Suddenly, Rouges jumped out in front of me, trapping me. I couldn't run anywhere. I looked everywhere, but there was nowhere. Nowhere to go, nowhere to hide, no one to help. Is this the end? Is this how I die? As they started creeping closer to me, I said my apologies. I was a Bad Girl, I was a daredevil. I was too cool for some people. I was a bitch. I was mean and stupid. But I only did those things because I know what it's like to be on the receiving end. I know what it's like to be a loser, a coward. And I never want to be on that side again. Suddenly, one Rouge lunged at me.
And that's when I woke up.
I was panting, sweating and crying. 'It was just a bad dream,' I repeat to myself. 'Just a bad dream.' I calm down a couple minutes later. I checked on my phone what time it was. 5:23. I could have slept another 47 minutes but I decided not to. I got up and took a shower. I did my morning routine which consisted of showering, brushing my teeth, brushing my hair, getting dressed, doing my makeup, eating breakfast then going to school.
As I was driving to school in my Viper, when I saw my friend driving her Porsche. Yes we are kind of rich. Ok not 'kind of' rich, we are rich. We ourselves are not rich, but our pack is. And our Alpha lets us use his money, but to a limit. We can have $750 per week, whether we save it up or spend it. Yeah, we're rich.
Oh, silly me. I forgot to introduce myself. I am Skyler Chance of the Silver Claw pack. I am 18 years old. I am 5'6, have dirty blonde hair and grey eyes. I love the colour blue. I go to Silver Claw High School. I live in Ontario, Canada in the city of Toronto. Our pack lands take up most of Canada. It takes up Nunavet, NWT, Yukon, BC, Alberta, Saskatchewan, Manitoba, Ontario, Quebec and some of the Arctic. Our neighbouring back, the Crystal Moon pack takes up all of the U.S.A and Mexico. Most packs aren't this big, but we were the two biggest packs in the world. We had 100 pack houses stretched across Canada. The population of our pack was around 5,000 wolves. If you think that's a lot, the Crystal Moon pack has 8,000 wolves. Most packs have around 500 to 1,000 wolves. Our other neighbouring pack was the Blue Stone pack. They have 750 wolves. They are the 5th largest pack in the world. They take up P.E.I, New Brunswick, and Newfoundland and Labrador.
I wave to my friend, and keep driving. She revs her engine and speeds ahead. Oh it's on.
I speed ahead of her not caring how fast I'm going, and race her to school. She tries to catch up but her crap-mobile can't catch up. Ha! In your face!
We finally reach the school, and slow down. I park in my usual spot, at the front of the parking lot. My friend, May, parks beside me.
"How's my favourite girlfriend? I haven't seen you for years!" May says as she walks over to me. I snort.
"Girl, you saw me on Saturday. Two days ago." I reply, whipping out my phone. I text Abby.
'Where u at girl???'
'Hanging w/ Paige.' She replies a couple seconds later.
'Meet in the bathroom ASAP' I text her.
"Come on, we're meeting Abby and Paige in the washroom." I say to May as we start walking into the school. Abby and Paige were part of our group. You know, the popular group.
We walk through the crowded halls of the school and into the washroom. Abby and Paige are already in there, along with Madison. Madison is also part of our group and so is another girl named Shayna. That was it for our group, we had six people. We weren't really mean to the 'outsiders', just not particularly nice. We didn't bully them, just a snarky comment here or there. If they came up and talked to us, we would talk back politely, but we don't exactly let people in to our group. We were the popular, pretty and cool people. We don't want to hang with other people. We have each other. And people who hate on us are going to hate on us. So what? They're just jealous.
"Hey girlfriends!" I say.
"Hey!" They all reply back.
"What's up with you guys?" I ask. "Tell me all the gossip!"
"Did you hear about the new Alpha in Crystal Moon pack?" Madison asks.
"No, what about him?" I reply.
"O-M-G he is soooo hot!" Abby exclaims.
"Yassss, I wouldn't mind if I could have piece of him!" Paige said.
"Ooh, and he doesn't have a mate yet!" May squeals.
"I wonder who she is?" Abby says.
"She is one lucky bitch." I say.
"Totally." Maddy replies.
The bell rings and we all file out. I wondered where Shayna was, usually we all meet in the washroom to gossip. Oh well, she is in my first class, E.L.A.
I sit down in my usual seat, at the back. I usually sit with Shayna, but she wasn't here yet. Maybe she wasn't at school. A couple minutes later, Shayna walks in with her head down. She sits down in her seat and peeks out at me. Her eyes are puffy and red. She was crying. I mouth to her 'are you okay?'
She shakes her head no.
I decided to talk to her after class. Our teacher walks to the front of the class and rambles on and on about grammar. I honestly don't pay any attention what-so-ever. I sit and pass notes, play on my phone and do anything but listen. Finally the bell rings and I can talk to Shayna in private. I take her arm and drag her to the washroom. I look around and see if anyone is in here. The coast is clear.
"Shay, what's wrong?" I ask, sitting down on the bench.
She sits down and replies "I don't know what I did, Blake is ignoring me. I tried talking to him, but he just walked away. Then, I looked at him in class, caught him looking at me, but then he looked away from me. I don't know what's wrong!" She wails.
"Oh Shayna, you know he loves you. I'm sure he has a good reason. Do you want me to talk to him for you at lunch?" I ask.
"Please do, thanks so much Skyler." She says.
"Anything for my girls." I reply. We walk out of the bathroom, to our lockers. Shayna is mates with Blake. They are inseparable. Blake is acting really weird, usually he sticks to her like glue. If anyone messes with my girls, they mess with me. Blake is going to get it. I grab my binder and books for science and walk to my class. I have this class with Madison and Abby. I hoped we were doing an experiment today. We either read the textbook and answer questions or do an experiment. They were both boring, but I would rather do an experiment.
It turns out we were reading through page 107 to 112. Oh goody. This will be a boring class.

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