There was only one more days till I turned eighteen. One more days till I find my mate. There's somethings that you just don't want to go through with. I wasn't ready to give up my dates and parties just yet. I didn't want to settle down and start the mating process with anybody until I was ready. I'm just not ready yet. I'm just not ready.
I Stood on the steps of Tenny High School. There was a week until graduation and her pack was going out to celebrate tonight. No human clubs for us tonight though... Well we were stopping by one for about an hour to hang out with some pretty cool humans. But of course they dont know what we really are. My friend Ava was nearly to me by now screaming how she can't wait to find her mate tonight. She is one day older than me exactally, time was the same and everything. We have defied the statistics of elementary to high school friendships, been friend since our first day of kindergarden. I love her to death. Ava is really pretty she will never have trouble finding a mate. She had beautiful straight golden hair and ended right in the middle of her back and grey eyes like her Alpha warrior father. Gorgeous right? I have been told im pretty before too... I have really long black ringlets and eyes the color of violet. Yes there real my mother, who was mate to the alpha of our pack, yes Im an alpha's daughter, had eyes that were Lilac. I guess Dad's deep sapphire eyes set off the lilac efffect and made them darker. Fine by me I loved my eyes. even though Ava and I love eachother so much were so diffrent in so many ways. Shes the head cheer-leader and the always good teacher's pet. Me, well lets just say I'm only loved by my choir teacher. Seems like ever since elementary school people always find a way to cast the blame on my for anything or anyone that gets broken, harassed, vandalized, or beat-up around here. The funny thing is I never minded the blame. I liked people to fear me, I am my fathers daughter, and I always had love at home so I was never unbalanced as a kid. Seems like I was always in the wrong place at the wrong time. I was around when the principal found his car had been painted purple, then when Ms. Carshel sat on her seat and a tube of red paint splattered all onto her pants, lastly the worse of all was when Caleb rolled the principals house, egged his cars, and painted over all of his wondows and then they painted my initials in light blue, my favorite color, on his windsheild. Needless to say I was always in trouble for something or another. So you might wonder how a girl like me and a girl like Ava became friends, well it happened on the very first day of school. She walked in the door and a little wolf from a neighboring pack slipped his foot out and tripped her and for some reason I always had a very big protective nature and I jumped at him and nearly tore his throat out before i remembered I was in a human school. Then I had to stop and nearly growl that he needed to get lost before I ripped his heart out and fed it to him. I nearly busted out laughing when his eyes got as big as saucers. The teacher came by and hurried us to our classrooms. For some reason All the wolves got places in Mrs. Campbell's class who was mate to the head alpha of the biggest clan in our area. Of course Caleb, the boy I freaked out, told her what I did and she glared over at me. It confused me really bad, at least until I found out that was his mother. Then I really wanted to laugh. Thats when Ava and I became friends and my "Crime Life" really started.
