The Year of the Tiger

Chapter 2

I was woken up from my peaceful rest by my alarm clock.

Ugh. Another day, another school day to be specific.

As usual I woke up early to make the pack’s breakfast. Today was the day that the Alpha’s son was turning 18 which is the official age when people find their mates. Some lucky ones find them earlier but that rarely happens.

I got up and took a cold shower. It was cold because that is the only kind of water I was allowed to get up in my little attic bedroom. It consists of a twin bed and a lamp. There is no AC or heat so you can only imagine how uncomfortable it is when the weather gets extreme.

I did what I needed to do and got dressed in my hand-me-down baggy clothes. They were only baggy because I am horribly thin.

When I got downstairs I prepared the soon to be alpha’s favorite meal, which was pancakes with bacon and eggs. It took about an hour to make the whole pack food but it wasn’t that bad. My pack consists of about fifty people who can shift so that does not include the little kids and human mates.

Once I had cleaned up I began my long walk to school. The school was about a half an hour away by car. But since no one would dare give me a ride I had to walk. This journey took about and hour at most.

It had rained the night before so the air was thick and there were puddles everywhere. I knew that I should stay away from the road because nothing good can ever come out of puddles on the road. While I was having this inner debate in my head I didn’t notice the flashy red sports car speeding down the road until it was too late. I was covered head to toe in day old rain water that smelled like the sewer.

I had finally made it to the brick walled hell people call school. You know how there are people who adore their high school years because they were the top of the food chain and wish they could go back? 

I am not one of those people.

I am one of those little people who wish to never relive this place and that they would never even send their worst enemy here.

As I walked through the front double doors people started to laugh at me as usual. I am not talking about tiny giggles here and there; no, I’m talking about full out laughing their heads off. Some people even through things at me, as if my life wasn’t bad enough.

To avoid further embarrassment I sped through the hallway to the girl’s bathroom. After the first week at this school I learned to bring an extra pair of clothes. If being younger than everyone else was bad, being the pack’s slave while being the youngest was the worst. Even the humans made fun of me. That is the lowest of the low. If a werewolf was to be mean to you was one thing but to take crap from a weak human was a whole other thing.

But who am I to call them weak I am basically human because even the extra werewolf senses have not even come to me yet. A mildly strong human could do some real damage to me.  

While I got dressed for the second time today in a stall I heard some girls walk in.

 I could immediately tell it was my so called sister and her posse because of the clicking of their stripper heels.

“I cannot wait until the Alpha’s son comes back. Hopefully he will be my mate” said one of her friends.

“Back off, he’s mine. Once I get him to melt in my hands I will become his mate, destiny or not. The first thing I will do is get rid of that disgusting rat of a sister,” said my sister. I could tell that it was her voice just by the hatred that came with the words sister.

“That would be, like, totally cool. That girl is just trash.” Friend #2 said in her over the top squeaky voice.

“Who ever said that it was a girl?” Friend #3 snickered. 

They all cackled out of the bathroom leaving me alone once again. I didn’t take their words to heart because I knew they were lies. The reason they hated me was because of my father leaving but I am okay with that. I am just waiting for the right moment to leave. Once they push me over the edge I am gone.

With those thoughts the late bell rang and I knew I wouldn’t get in trouble. The teachers actually liked me because I brought their grading average higher. They are the only ones who are not mean to me. But if they were to see me outside of school I am just as important as gum at the bottom of their shoe, annoying and hard to get off.

The rest of the day was pretty uneventful, except the buzz about the Alpha-to-be. Throughout the whole day I have been having this bad feeling in my stomach, like something bad was going to happen soon. But like everything else, I ignored it.  

On my way home I could not help but feel like am forgetting something. When I got there I saw my mother looking very mad on the front porch.

Oh boy.