the heart of a mystic wolf

the beginning

           "how did I feel when u lost your parents? The counselor asked me.

I shifted in my seat and tried to remember. "I don't really remember" I told her.

She shook her head and sighed righting in her note book.she looked at me and took my hand.
         
"Look I know how you've been doing and im very proud of you" she moved my hair behind my ear and smiled a kind loving smile.

I smiled back wondering how I mad such a good friend. She let my hand go and leaned back in her chair.

"How's work" she questioned "good" I told her "good and school" she asked.
          
"School is . . . School" I told her with a sly smile.

She watched me "mays bugging you again isn't she" she sighed

I shrugged and she cocked her head to the side in her normal really dakota way.

"She said that my parents probably killed themselves sense no-one knows how they died" my fists clenched.

"She said no-one will ever love a broken girl Like me" I watched her.

"I do" she said rapping me in her arms.

The buzzer on her desk went off and she sighed. "Don't be late to school" she shouted and I was gone.