Beware Of The Dark

Chapter 1

"Wake up, Ella!" A distant voice called out to me in a view of darkness. I couldn't even see my hands that, I thought, were right in front of my face.

"Ella, Ella, Ella" I heard loudly like the person was right next to me. Then, suddenly started to fade like the person started to walk away. It was kind of confusing. I didn't know who was calling me, where I was, or which way I should go to get out.

Next thing I knew, I was jolting up from a bed. I didn't know where I was once again. I scanned the room looking at all the furniture and objects that took up space in there. Then I realized it was my room. I heard my name being called just like it was in the dream. I scanned my room once again puzzled where it was coming from. When I looked at my window, I saw my best friend Grace. Grace is a average size girl with long blonde hair. The stereotypic blonde girl. She's co-captain of the cheerleading squad, her boyfriend is the quarterback of the football team, and dresses immaculately. 

We rub off on each other though. I encourage her to get her school work done and get straight A's. We both do ballet and gymnastics together. She makes me dress similar to her and join the cheerleading squad. I'm not going to deny it. I was objective to it at first but it turned out to be more fun than I thought. Grace should have been grateful that I wasn't interested in all that preppy school spirit shit because the reason she is co-captain is because I'm captain. It's hard when you're also captain of the girls' soccer team and president of student council. I make it manageable

I walked over to the window to let her in. "What the hell are you doing!" I screamed at her in a whisper as low  as I could so that my parents could hear me. I didn't want to wake them up and get in trouble for being up so late.

"Sorry but Teen Wolf is about to come. I just wanted to act like Stiles to get in the mood." She said so innocently placing one leg at a time into my bedroom

Confused on why she chose to be Stiles instead of Scott, I asked "Why Stiles? Why not Scott?"

"Because you are kinda like the 'alpha' between us. Plus, I was coming over to your house. Scott never went over Stiles' house. " 

I couldn't recall everything that happened in every episode. Not knowing if that was true or not "Whatever. Just don't crawl through my window again."

"Aye aye captain" she said with a strong salute

I rolled my eyes in annoyance. As I did, Grace was already reaching for the remote. As she was flipping through channels, she had a smile on her face as wide as her mouth could go. She was also jumping up and down with excitement that she actually left the ground by one inch. She finally landed on the MTV channel. When we she got to the channel, they were playing a rerun of the last episode like they usually do. It was only 4 minutes left till they played the new episode. 

After the 4 minutes of the previous episode, the next one was finally coming on. When the show started, Grace sat on my bedroom bench at the foot of my bed. I didn't really understand the concept of that though. I just ignored it.

I didn't want to admit it but I was as excited as Grace was for this new episode. I loved everyone in this show. Except for Scott. The like I have for him is concealed by envy. I wanted to be him. I want to be an alpha werewolf. I want to have a pack to protect. I want to have a pack of people I love and can't live without. 

I can't wait to see Theo. I love evil guys. I'm not that girl that likes bad guys that don't follow the rules. I'm that girl that wants a guy that wants world domination and it destroyed. I want a guy that's evil but will treat me like his queen. 

Grace was jumping up and down where she sat to the point where she was standing once again.

"Would you calm down?!" I blurted in annoyance. I'm not the type of person who wallows in happiness. Well somewhat. I'm not that type of person that's all puppies and kittens. I like feelings that give me adrenaline. Like when you win a game or when I'm hanging out with my boyfriend. I'm that type of person that hates to say "I love you"