This Means War

I could snap You in Half Anyway

Chase was avoiding me for the whole week, he wouldn't sit with me at Lunch, talk to me at my locker or even ask for answers in class. I caught his eyes on me more than once, they seemed to say 'I'm-sorry-I-don't-mean-to-do-this-to-you.' Every day was the same, It felt like my heart was shattering into millions of pieces every hour. But on a thursday Afternoon the jocks came strutting down the corridor, their arms wrapped around Leanne and Ceronica. As they passed Leanne bumped into me.

"Watch it scar-face" she spat.

And Suddenly, I got angry a huge anger bubbled in the pit of my stomach like hot lava. Without even thinking I dropped my bag.

"Come on slut, Lets Go, I could snap you in half anyway."

Leanne stood there flexing her nails contemplating her offer.

"Okay bitch"

she launches at me, I just step aside and stick my fist out. THUNK. She runs straight into it and before I know it, she's sleeping ugly. One of the jocks, Jake Spriteson turned to me. He threw a punch, I was too slow. It landed right on my nose, blood everywhere. My whole body went tingly, my nails grew long and pointed. K-nines elongating and getting sharper, my ears grew too. I smiled and they all scurried off carrying Leanne over their shoulders. I glanced around at the mob of people I had attracted. Everyone shocked except for Chase, who was at the back, smiling. For the first time I saw his straight teeth had pointed k-nines. And his eyes were green again. The tingling feeling spread down my spine, and I heard it, his voice.

Get out of there now Sam! Run into the woods! I obeyed catching Chases eye on the way out. Whoever it is, I hope they were right.

I ran all the way to the woods, the tingling getting worse every minute.

To the lake. I ran. Sinking to my knees just as I reached the bank. a pounding sensation ripped my back, large claws dug into the sand where my finger nails should've been. I tried to scream but a howl replaced it, then the beast appeared.

'Hello Sam'

"Whats happening? Who are you?" I ask

'I'm no one, you on the other hand are someone special'.

Well thats helpful. Not.

"Thanks for the riddle, now whats happening?"

'you are very special. You are a Werewolf like me.'

"Thats not true"

'Yes it is true'

"Can you tell me why?"

'No one knows how a werewolf is born or made, all we know is that it thrives in genetics. Now You have been dreaming of a boy, yes?'

It nods his furry grey head up and down.

"Yes i have, how do you know?"

'Do you know his name?'

"No. How should I know?"

'I do. His latin name's Fugent, when you figure out who he is, you'll be mates for life, which means you'll grow old together, I have to go now. I'll tell you more another time, for the mean time I'll help you return to your human form for you'

"Thanks."