**Author's Note: I just wanted to inform you guys that the outfits i have on here are on my polyvore, which is linked here: http://chelsealuvsu2.polyvore.com/?p=2
The oufit i am describing at the beginning is called 'spikey'. I will most likely tell you the name of the oufit i have on polyvore or put it in parentheses.
Also, a couple parts on here are going to be inspired form Teen Wolf, and one part i stole from teen wolf, but i promise you im not doing some Teen Wolf remake, and infact, i have completely different plans for this chapter. I thought of this story because of Teen Wolf so some things may sound familiar. Thanks, and i hope you like this chapter!**
My eyes started to open at the beeping noise that filled my ears. My head slowly lifted from my arms to look over at the clock on my endtable, it read 6:00 am. I narrowed my eyes and looked at my computer screen, that currently displayed the wikipedia page i was last scrolling through. I had spent the whole night trying to research what was happening to me.
I realize i cant try to weave around what was actually happening to me, and what Maggie said seemed to sound less crazy now as everything that popped up involved werewolves, and lycanthropy. I sighed and rubbed my eyes before standing up and making my was over to my dresser, the occupies the wall next to my white door. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw the bags under my eyes and looked at the reflection of the multiple coffee cups that sat on my pearly white desk.
I put my head in my hands and thought about how crazy my life was getting. I know that i said i had wanted a more exciting life, but this isnt what i was expecting. I thought maybe i would get a dog or something, not turn into one.
I stepped into the shower and let the steam take over my body. After stepping out i securely wrapped the towel around my petite frame and walked to pick out my outfit for school.
I currently stood in front of the full length mirror. I looked down at what i was wearing, which was light pink skinny jeans, a white sleeveless blouse, and a tan blazer that flares out at the top near my neck. I sighed before putting on my spiked necklace, studs, and black leather ankle boots. I grabbed my black bag before heading downstairs to see my mom making pancakes and sausage.
"So do you think you will make it on the team?" My mom asked while flipping a pancake. "Of course, not to sound cocky but i've been playing soccer since i was in the womb, i think i can make a high school soccer team" I answered while stealing a cut up piece of banana from the cutting board. My mom laughs and fills my plate with food.
"Dont be too cocky, you may jinx yourself" She hands me my plate and i sit on the cold bar-stool. "You believe in that stuff?" I question then stiffen, realizing what i practically am. No one would believe that and im questioning the belief of coincidences?
"Of course, why not. You never know what could be out there. The world may surprise you" My mom responds and turns back to her cooking.
"Yeah" I said half-heartedly, "The world does" I mumble.
The sound of the front door opening pulled me out of my trance and i turned to see Maggie strolling into the kitchen and snatching a piece of sausage off my plate.
"Hello Mag" My mom greeted and gave Maggie a plate, knowing well enough she was going to want some food. "Hello Mrs. Capaletti, ooh are these your banana pancakes? I havent loved anything else since the age of 8" Maggie responded before shoving a large portion of food into her mouth. My mom laughed and shook her head before heading upstairs to get ready for work at the hospital.
"I researched it last night" I told Maggie while looking straight ahead, suddenly not very hungry anymore. "About...?" Maggie dragged on, waiting for me to finish my sentence.
