Everyone Has a Past, Whats Yours?

Clarisse II

Clarisse knew she was big but it had never bothered her before. Now it kinda did. She had gotten bullied all her life for being over weight, it was never that bad. Despite the teasing
she didn't want to loose weight. Instead, she figured she should do something with it. For a few months
all Clarisse would do in her free time was work out, she'd use the mean snarky comments people made about her and used it to fuel her anger and her drive to become stronger and buffer. The more they picked on her the angrier she got.

"Oh wow Sumo. You've gained more weight over Christmas Break since last I saw you." Taylor said with fake anomishment and her friends snickered.
Clarisse rolled her eyes. "Missed you to Tay Tay."
Taylor's brown eyes flickered with anger. "Don't call me that."
Clarisse could tell that she was trying to sound tough but Clarisse just laughed.
"I can call you what I want to. You've gotten to call me Walrus, Blubber Butt, Big Ass and many others all year. Tay Tay is nothing in comparison sweetheart."
Taylor's face turned red in anger and she bitch slapped Clarisse.
Clarisse put a hand to her cheek and her friends looked at Taylor.
"Ohhh gurl, you really shouldn't of done that."
Before Taylor could react to what they just tried to warn her about Clarisse growled and football tackled her to the ground.

For such a small girl Taylor knew how to hold her own and throw her weight around. She used Clarisse's momentum to whirl her around and started beating on Clarisse's face.
The thought of punching Taylor hadn't even crossed her mind until now, now Clarisse had about 30 different ideas forming in her head to get this girl knocked out cold.
They punched and kicked and hit and jabbed and bite until the teacher Ms. Mary-weather managed to separate the two, dragging them down to the Principles office by their ears.

Their Principle Mr. P had his black hair slicked back with enough oil to give all the world's girls acne. His face was spotted with pimples and blackheads. His eyes were dark and full of madness. When he smiled his yellow fangs-
Wait, fangs? Clarisse took three deep breaths and calmed down. She had handled monsters all her life, if he decided to attack she'd have to protect Taylor, no matter how much she disliked the chick she couldn't let her die. Taylor had a normal innocent life, away from all things scary and dangerous, she didn't know why she had such a strong urge to protect the girl who has done nothing but hurt her all year but Clarisse knew she had to. Maybe because her life isn't dangerous like mine.
Part of Clarisse's brain told her.
She told it to shut up.

"Ah, young one. You know so much, been through so much, and figured out as much. And yet you're still clueless to who and what you are." Mr. P's raspy voice taunted. Taylor looked at Clarisse bewildered.
"What the fuck is Pee Stain talking about?" That was the nickname everyone called him behind his back, don't blame them. Blame their parents for showing them Dumb and Dumber.
Clarisse grabbed onto the arm rest of the chair so tight her knuckles turned white. "I don't know what the hell you're talking about Mister."
She said through gritted teeth.
"That's exactly what I'm talking about. You don't know. Such a shame to kill you before you realize how strong and powerful you are. Ahhh."
The Principle let out a fake sigh.
"Oh well." He shrugged. 

That's when he lunged forward, his black hair grew longer, dark hair spread across his arms and legs, wait, no, it was fur. His eyes changed from human to wolf like yellow ones. His teeth elongated to razor sharp fangs, a mouth full of them. Where their principle one stood was now a wolf, slashing and biting and clawing Clarisse. Clarisse grunted and rolled around on the floor with him like wrestlers would in a match, the wolf didn't notice but while they were Clarisse was trying to pull out her pocket knife. Turns out she didn't need to because right when the wolf was going to eat her and she thought she was done for he got run through with, was that a bat?
Pee Stain exploded into yellow dust, the remains after you kill a monster. Clarisse looked away from the pile and where the monster got impaled with a baseball bat from behind. There stood a guy with a whispy goatee and he wore a sour expression. He wore gym clothes and a whistle. "Come on kid."
He slipped his arm around her protectively.
"Lets go get you some place safe."

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Authors Note:
So there's Clarisse's tale. Hope yas liked it. And I'm sorry these chapters are so short. I don't really know how to go into long details with these, I'm afarid I'll loose your guys' interests if I do. Welp, hope you enjoyed it. More where that came from. Boi.
All my love ~Katie :)

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