Mystery of Wolf Blood High

Chapter 4

William

After school, I was heading home. When I was walking home I saw Brie's . Anyways, I saw my mom sitting on the front porch talking to Mrs. Cruz. She asked if I was okay from this morning. I said, "I'm ok mom. Don't worry." Next, she took me inside for cookies and lemonade. A few hours later I went to bed.

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The next morning I was walking to the bus stop, until I saw Xavier running to me. "William, William! When I was walking to school I saw Brie's notebook on the ground in front of her mailbox!" "What?" I said. I was really nervous about Brie. I wandered who took her. She could've been kidnapped or something. I liked Brie. She was the girl with curly blond hair and the link glasses. But anyways, we were in a situation. "Once I found her notebook on the ground, I knocked on their door and I saw Brie's mom with an angry face." Xavier said. "When I asked where was Brie her mom said she Didn't even care about her." "Why?" I asked. "Well, when Brie was 6 her mom started going to bars with her friends. Also, Brie said her mom might've ADHA. Plus, she started smoking and abusing Brie by pulling her hair and slapping her in public!" Xavier said. "Wow. Why would her mom do that do her." I said to myself. "Where you think she went?" I asked Xavier."I don't know!" Xavier said in a rushing voice. "We should probably get going to school." I said. After this the bus pulled to a stop. The doors opened. When we got on, Cheryl and her ugly group of friends tapped my shoulder. "Hey loser, have you seen Brie?" Cheryl asked. "No." I said in a low voice. "Well looks like someone is getting beat up by my boyfriend, Jordan!" Cheryl said in a squeaky voice. "What!" I said. "Oh no! Look who's scared. It's William!" After what Cheryl said, every other girl in her group started calling me Loser, fear boy, or jerk of fame.Xavier stopped it and I thanked him for doing that. When we got off the bus I saw Jordan and his group waiting for me at the front door of school. Before I could start fighting, Cheryl whispered in my ear, "Good Luck!"