The wind was rushing through my fur, the sun beating down on my back, the fresh grass soft underneath my paws as I ran through a meadow at 7am the same as every other morning from I was 13.
As you have probably guessed by now I am a werewolf, not part of any Alphas family or anything special just a completely normal everyday werewolf. My wolf is Black which is slightly different for a female as most of the females in the pack I belong to are very light colours so I guess that’s the most unusual thing about me.
I ran for a while longer, just to get rid of all my extra energy, then ran home stopping in the woods before I got to my house to shift, I kept a change of clothes in a tree trunk for this purpose. The clothes i kept in it weren’t anything fancy it was just a pair of shorts and a tank top, mainly because after every run I got a shower so there wasn’t any point of having any other clothes there.
I sprinted the rest of the way to the house and unlocked the door.
“Hello Tala how was your run?” My mother shouted from the kitchen, I’m not really into my name to be honest; my parents could have been a bit more original if you ask me, giving me a name that means wolf.
“It was good mum, what’s for breakfast?” I shouted back while going up the stairs.
“Bacon and pancakes, it will be ready soon so be quick.” I could hear pans clanging whilst she said that and the sizzle of pancakes frying.
I got up the stairs and into my en-suite bathroom in record time, washing my hair with my favourite coconut shampoo, and myself with my favourite Raspberry and pomegranate shower gel.
After showering I walked back through to my room and decided on what to do with my hair, sighing I rubbed some serum through it to stop it from frizzing and decided just to let it air dry, it was a hot enough day after all.
‘Hmm now what to wear?’ I mused aloud walking over to my closet. I wasn’t that adventurous with my clothes, I never wore skirts the last time I wore one was at my older sister’s wedding 5 years ago and that was pure torture, even though I was only 11 I hated it.
I grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans and teamed it with Purple tank top with a waist-coat over the top. I changed into the outfit quickly and grabbed my purple converse to put them on downstairs.
After inspecting myself in the mirror I walked out of my door and went downstairs again, well I was trying to until my younger brother threw a shoe at me from behind.
He was only 8 but that didn’t give him any right to be throwing things at me even with my werewolf reflexes, which didn’t actually seem too good because I had to grab hold of the banister to make sure I didn’t fall.
“what do you think you’re doing Greg?!” I demanded glaring at him and clenching the banister.
“Nothing really, Just annoying you” at that he winked at me and ran away into his room, the coward he knew if he had stayed there I would have thrown the shoe back at him only harder.
Shaking my head I headed down and into the kitchen, just as my mom was putting a plate filled with bacon and pancakes down at the seat were I always sat when I was eating, don’t question why because I just always sat there ever since I was little, it even has my name on the back of it when I was going through a phase of writing on everything, walls, tables you name it I drew on it.
“Tala honey, your dad told me to tell you that he has a surprise for you later,” my mom smiled as she said this, then quickly turned back to the pans on the stove.
I smiled then replied “well, I guess I better get home early then.” I Went back to eating all the while wondering what the surprise was, I was hoping a new car, I had crashed my old one the week before and my dad said he would take care of it for me but I wasn’t sure what he meant by that exactly.
Finishing my breakfast soon after I stood and made my way over to the sink to quickly wash it. I grabbed a cup for coffee as I was over there as well. Going over to the coffee machine I switched it on, after it was done I poured it into the cup and read the newspaper for a while.
There was nothing interesting as per usual but I still liked to be updated with what was going on around the world.
BEEP, A car horn sounded outside and I smiled again, that would be my best friend Kalia coming to pick me up.
I lifted my cup of coffee and chugged it, then threw it into the sink before grabbing my keys and money before going.
“Bye mom!" I called as I walked out the door
I sprinted down the driveway and hopped over the gate, not bothering to open the gate it would be too much effort I done the same thing to Kalia’s car as it was a convertible.
“Hey Tal!” Kalia shouted in my ear grinning really big.
“whoa! Somebody has overdosed on happy pills this morning, and kind of needs to calm down.” I grinned as I was saying though so she would know I was only joking with her, she was like that every morning, if you didn’t know better you would think she had a few mental problems but that was just her personality, and she was a great friend so it didn’t matter to me anyway.
I Turned on the radio and Maroon 5’s Moves like Jagger blasted on.
“Take me by the tongue and I’ll know you, kiss me till you’re drunk and I’ll show you all the moves like Jagger, I got them moves like Jagger I got them mooooooooves like Jagger” Kalia burst into song as soon as she heard it.
she had a habit of doing that at the most random times, although her worst was in the middle of an exam, her excuse for that was ‘I had it stuck in my head, and I needed to get it out,” the teachers reactions to that were priceless if I do say so myself.
We continued the rest of the way to school like that, singing along to every song that came on the radio, loads of people gave us odd looks at traffic lights and just in the street but we didn’t care we were having fun and that all that mattered to us.
We arrived at the school and parked somewhat in the middle of the parking lot, we didn’t come early enough for all the good spots but not late enough for the really crappy spots way at the back of the lot.
We casually wandered along taking our time, I mean like its school not the most exciting place ever so why not take your time to get there; it’s not as if it’s important getting their early we have form for 20 minutes at the start anyway.
Reaching the school we walked in and around a few corridors to where our lockers were, they were conveniently located right next to each others, we were allowed to do whatever we wanted to the outside of our lockers so mine was painted black with neon paint splats all over it. Kalia's was sky blue with fluffy clouds painted on it. They sure had been fun to paint, we always done it on the first day back at school after summer.
I smiled to myself as I thought ‘This Day could not get any better’
Hey guys thanks for reading if you are indeed reading this, I much prefer this story to Finding the Flame im more comfortable writing this one for some reason so hope you guys enjoyed :D
