Hidden Secrets

Chapter 1

          Ever feel like no matter what you do you never fit in? Well, that's me every day. To people on the outside, my life might look like an okay life, but only if they knew of the stuff that happens. On the outside, I might seem like a girl who is in a happy relationship and a happy family, but my family is sick, twisted, and full of lying. One day I feel like I know everything about my family, but I didn't know the half of it. Okay so let me go back to show you what I mean.

          Today I start my senior year of high school. I can't wait, well I mean I could I hate school, but I hate staying in the house all day more. Being home all day every day means that gives time for my mom and dad to pick on everything I do and try to show me how to be "more ladylike" but I honestly don't see why they care. I think the only reason they do that is because they want to ensure that there will be an heir after me.

            Oh did I forget to tell you that my parents are the Alphas of our pack? Oh and that we are werewolves. Well, we are and it's not what everyone thinks. In my pack females shift for the first time when they turn 16, but for me, I wasn't that lucky. I'm almost 18 and I still have yet to shift. My parents tell me that it's just that my mom isn't a wolf, but I think differently.

             My alarm clock blaring knocked me out of my daydreaming. Getting up I look in the mirror I have in my light blue, beach themed bathroom I see that my natural raven black curls are all over the place. My dark brown eyes still crusted with sleep have dark blue rings under them. My olive tanned skin has red marks from where I was twisted in my blankets. I sighed, turning towards my closet I started to get my clothes for the day. I picked out light blue acid washed jeans, a dark blue and black plaid shirt with my black combat boots. I decided that I would leave my hair natural letting my curls hang loosely down my back. I did my make up a little dark but not that much and I applied nude lipstick to my rosy pink lips. Looking in my mirror feeling content with how I looked I went to my small desk that sat in the corner of my medium sized blue-green room to get my backpack together for school.

            On my way down the hallway, I could smell the sizzling bacon, delicious scrambled eggs, juicy sausage, and the lightly browned toast that my dad makes for the family every year on the first day of the school year, while my mom deals with my younger brothers. Fourteen years ago my mom had twin boys, Jacob and Jason, and two years before that she had my sixteen-year-old brother, Johnathan. I try to help my mom when I can. Ever since I was old enough I drove all three of my brothers to school so my mom has time to relax and so my dad has time to start his Alpha duties early and so he can finish them early so my parents have time to have the house to themselves.

           Looking at my phone I saw that I have only ten minutes to eat and make sure my brothers are all ready to go. I feel like we are going to be late. My brothers always take like 20 minutes just to wake up. Snapping back to reality I started sprinting down the hallway to the first room in a long narrow hallway full of doors to other rooms. Knocking– well more like pounding- on Johnathan's dark brown mahogany door trying to see if he is awake. While I was in the middle in the of a knock the door swung open revealing an angry, barely awake Johnathan, the opened when I was in the middle of a knock I might have- I did- punched him square in the jaw.

         "Ouch, what the hell was that for?" Johnathan exclaimed holding his jaw in right in the spot where I punched him.

          "Well, I wouldn't have punched you if you were already ready and at the table. We have now like 15 minutes until we have to be at school. You lazy asses take forever to wake up and get ready and eat. If you aren't ready by the time I finish eating I'll leave your ass here," I told him running down the hallway to Jacobs room.

            Since the twins have rooms across from one another I knocked on both of their rooms at the same time. Getting annoyed that they won't answer I yelled, "if you aren't ready in 10 minutes I will leave your asses here! I will not be late to the first day of my senior year!"

             Now that I have 10 minutes to be at school I have to hurry up and eat, great. I sprinted down the narrow hallway, down the stairs, and straight to the table. As soon as I sat down I started to eat the plate my dad made for me. As I was eating I saw my brothers lazily wonder into the kitchen- fully dressed and ready- and sit down at the table and start eating. It took about 5 minutes for me to finish eating, my brothers are still eating. I take this time to start my 2017 mustang that is jet black with electric blue racing stripes. Walking back into the kitchen I saw my brothers putting their empty plates into the sink, getting their backpacks.

          "Guys, if you are ready, go the car it's unlocked, I'll be right out," I tell my brothers as I started going up the stairs. When I got upstairs I went straight to my fathers' office. I knocked and went in. I went in and saw my father doing some paperwork for the pack.

         "Yes, sweetheart?" My father asked as he looked up from the paperwork. His glasses rest on the tip of his nose. I can't help but remember the first time I saw my father wore them- I called him an old man and he said 'I'll show you an old man' so he chased me through the house into the backyard.

         "I just wanted to thank you for breakfast and let you know that the boys and I are leaving now," I said as I went around my father's huge oak wooden desk giving him a hug.

       "Oh, it's okay. You know that it's tradition for me to do that for you kids every year," he said returning my hug.

      "I know but I don't think I have ever told you how much I really appreciate you doing that for us. Also, can you tell mom that I love her? I have to hurry up I left the boys in my car."

       "Of course sweetheart. I'll see you guys later. Have fun at school. Enjoy your last year there."

        "I will dad thanks. Bye. I love you."

        "Love you too Theodosia," my father said. I cringed when he said my full name. I hate my name I usually go by Theo or just T. My parents are big history buffs so I was named Theodosia after former president Aaron Burr's daughter- I think I don't really know, whenever my parents try to explain my name to me I space out.

         I went back downstairs and into my car. As soon as I got into the car I was bombarded with the sound of Ozzy Osborne- no offence but I hate Ozzy, I'm more of a Three Days Grace, Twenty- One Pilots, and Fall Out Boy fan- and I turned around to look at the twins who were jamming out to the sound.

        "Do you mind turning this crap off in my car? How many times do I have to tell you not to play this type music in my car?" I said as I turned the radio system off.

        "Hey! You usually have your crappy music on all the time. I think it's time to show you what good music sounds like. Am I right brothers?" Jacob said trying to defend his choice of horrible music.

      "Well if you want to listen to that kind of music then you can get your own car, walk to school, or just put your bloody headphones in," I shot back at him.

       "You were rushing us so I left them on my desk in my room," he said basically pouting.

        "Well that sucks, doesn't it? Just be happy that I don't feel like putting my music on today," I said pulling out of the long driveway.

        "Okay," he said finally giving up. The rest drive to school was quite. Pulling up to the school was the most nerve racking thing I have done, this week. My brothers jumped out as soon as the car stopped. They went to meet up with their friends that they say they have but I have never seen them with any friends. 

         Sitting in my car I start to contemplate just going home and trying to come back tomorrow. Don't get me wrong I don't HATE school, I just don't like the first day of school. Most people love the first day of school, meeting new people, meeting your teachers, mapping out your schedule, etc., but I hate it. I'm not that good with meeting new people. I can always set up my schedule, meet my teachers, and all tomorrow. 

       I looked up at the gigantic school, sighing I got out of my car and walked toward the school. Walking into the school, there are people everywhere. I can already tell that this is going to be a long year.