Spirit of the Wolf

Chapter 1: Loretta

Beep!

Beep!

Beep!

Beep!

I groaned at the sound of my alarm going off and lazily kept on slapping my hand down on my nightstand trying to find my phone. I picked up my little flip phone and turned off the alarm. With a yawn I scanned the bedroom, searching for any sign that my sister might still be on her bed that is right across the room from my own. My sister and I share a room and there is a two year difference between us. She is 14 and I am 12. Smh, lucky me. And apparently so, my sister was not in her bed.

Peaches, my dog, was laying on my pillow. Just to my luck, her butt was dangerously close to my face, and she had just then, right there, decided to fart. "Peaches! Ew, get your fat butt away from me!" I halfheartedly yelled at her, swatting the invisible revolting aroma. She snorted and kicked me in my face. I growled at her and she whimpered, backing off. "Sorry Peachy. Just don't kick me in my face next time," I smiled and laughed at her. She snorted again and walked away from, jumping off the bed. Silly peaches, I thought.

I get out of bed and got dressed into gray geans, and a white tank top, my combat boots that I always wear, a leather jacket, and of course my key necklace that I never take off. For some reason today I feel dark. Might be some effect from inhaling most of Peaches rotten egged fart. I usually dress in my moods.

After I got dressed, I went to the bathroom, did my business, and then I put on a little mascara. I don't like makeup very much. To me it makes people cover up themselves, hiding their true self. I looked in the bathroom mirror after putting on mascara, running a brush through my hair, and brushing my teeth. My eyes are a hazel. They seem to be mostly green, with blue, and yellow/orange flecks in them. I have long light brown hair, that is about an inch from my rear, and when light, or sunlight to be exact, hits my hair, half of my hair turns dirty blond, from the tips to almost to my shoulder.

When I had finally concluded that I was done using the bathroom, I put Peaches outside, put two waffles in the toaster, and got the nuttela out for breakfast. After what most people would say that I drowned my waffles in nuttela and just shoved them in my mouth, I went outside to feed that little fat cow (AKA Peaches). I have made so many nicknames for her that I have lost count. Once I was done with feeding Peaches, I went back into the kitchen, and took my pill. I have Dyslexia, and ADHD, so I have to take a pill. It helps calm me down and pay attention during school.

I glanced at my watch and quickly grabbed my bag and ran out the door. The bus had come just in time. When I got on the bus I sat beside Lisa who was seated at the far back. She is my best friend. She has a Peter  Pan hair cut that fits her well and pretty brown eyes. Yes, she is short for an 11 year old. Lisa is only 4/7, but trust me, you do not want to judge her by the height. Even though she may seem cute and look short, she has a bad temper and a fighting attitude so good it will knock your shoes off. You do not, and I repeat, you do not want to get on her bad side or make her mad.

You know what they say, looks are deceiving. Like today, I'm wearing dark clothes, so someone that has never seen me before, and saw me today might think I was Goth, or a trouble maker. However, I'm not (*cough. Maybe a little on the trouble maker part). I actually have a perky fun attitude.

Tommy, my nemesis, was unfortunately sitting behind us. He has blond hair and pale blue eyes. He is just a bit shorter than me. By the way, I am five-four and 1/2. He, I guess, you could say was the annoying one who likes to butt into other peoples business and then smack talk about it with his fake friends. You have to be careful around him, last year in sixth grade, he somehow found out that our teacher, Miss. Johnson, was somewhat dating the other sixth grade teacher, Mr. Bockman, and he then got them both fired. Accusing them for having a relationship that is sooo visible to the students. What a jerk, after both teachers got fired, we had to live with a substitute who went by, Mrs. Lucero, who was the meanest teacher I've had. Sometimes I wish I could just shift and tackle him. However, I knew I could never do that. Not unless I wanted my secret to come out.

When we finally got to school, we immediately went to the library. Ya, we're both book worms. I read in the library and played games in the computers until the bell rang. When it did, I quickly went to my first period, History. People might think that History is boring an stuff, but honestly I like it. My teacher makes it even better. HE IS AWESOME!! Like OK he actually let's us listen to music while we take tests and quizzes. So anyway after that I have P.E. I believe I am Mr. Robles (ro-bless) , my P.E teacher, favored student because he always let's me do whatever I want to do when I finish with whatever activity we were doing. Another reason why I think I am his favorite is because I am the fastest and most athletic kid there.

Then there is brake, and then I have my elective. Computers. Although, I had originally signed up for art, but I didn't get in, I actually came to like computer class, its fun. Then after computers, I have ELA. Since my English teacher, Ms. Ropozo, was a new teacher this year, our class was, let me say, brats, jerks, and rude to her in the beginning of the year. However, over time the students in my class have now learned who's boss. Then there is lunch break, and then after that, there is science and math. Our school had combined math and science into one big period. So I have one teacher for both of those classes, Mrs. Del Reo, and then after the long period the school is over.

At my breaks I always like to go to the library. I like to read, a lot, maybe a little more than I should, and that is why in my room I have my personal bookshelf filled with books.

Soon school was over and I went back to the bus with Lisa that would take us home, not even caring if Tommy would miss the bus or not. Once we got a seat in the back of the bus, me and Lisa started to talk quietly to each other before Tommy could hear, who was yet again behind us! We whispered to each other because we were talking about my secret. We especially did not want Tommy to hear us.

I still remember the day Lisa found out, I was so freaked out! I thought she would call 911 or something, but being my best friend in he whole world, she contained her fear and let me explain first. Then out of no where Tommy poped up.

"WAIT! WHO IS A WEREWOLF!?!?!!!!" Tommy shouted ridiculously suspicious. Well to me it sounded like he screamed, but he just talks really loud.

"Be quite Tommy!" Lisa said, and he shut up."How much did you hear?" I asked demanding but quietly.

"Just that someone is a werewolf. Why? Oh, oh, spill. Who is it?" he smiled mischievously eyeing both me and Lisa.

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A/N So? What do you think? Tell me if I should add any thing, and pleas leave it down in the comments. This is my very first werewolf book so tell me what you think.
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~horselover660669

I'm so sorry. Something happened when I was posting this and I just realized it. But any way, I hope you liked it so far.