Breaking Chains

Chapter One

It's another day but the same old routine like everyday before today. I get up, I get dressed, and I get my butt to school. It's once I'm at school that everything goes straight to chaos. As soon as step into that school everyone's eyes are on me. As I walk by everyone tries to trip me, push me, knock my books out of my hands, pull my hair, kick me, and make fun of me. Why you ask? It's quite simple and complicated all at the same time.

You see I'm what's known as a half breed. I'm half angel and half werewolf. My dad's a werewolf and my mom's an angel. You see in our society angels are the hierarchy. And just below them are the werewolves as the enforcers of our society and then everyone else is ranked just below them, and at the very bottom is demons, but nobody even believes they exist. And half breeds are treated like trash especially when you're a half angel. I'm sure you're wondering why, well that my dears is another simple but very complicated reason. You see angels are seen as pure and beautiful people and half breeds aren't. I guess it has something to do with our DNA, I don't know. All I know is who ever made up these rules are crap really should have a good talking to because this is all just complete rubbish, if you ask me.

I mean seriously my parents loved each other, they shouldn't be forced to to live apart. And I don't think it's fair that I have to be treated like I'm trash just because my parents loved each other so much they had me, do you? It's just a load of bull that some cocky angel brat concocted. Sometimes I wish I could go back in time and give these people a good spanking. I know y'all probably think I'm odd or you just think I'm acting like one of those old people you see sitting in a rocking chair outside their pouches or something like that. Well actually unless you're human we don't grow old like most people do. Are aging process is a lot slower than humans so most of us live to be around two hundred to six hundred years old. That's just how our lives are though so it's pretty normal for us. Although humans don't and can't ever know about any of us.

I get to my locker luckily not losing a grip on any of my books. I quickly spin my locker combination so no one can see it or else they'd be going into my locker and ruining that too. God I really do hate this god forsaken place. It's like a living hell hole maybe even worse, I don't know it's not like I ever have been in hell before so I can't exactly know if it is any better or worse then this. I grab out the books I have for my first period and throw my other books in my locker.

Then I shut my locker and turn around about to leave, but then Janice Cooper and her three flunkies are standing in front of me. "Oh great. God just loves me today to send these girls my way. Not that it matters, I'm sure they have some GPS thing going for them. That just happens to tell them where I'm located at all times throughout the day." Janice is the head cheerleader and number one registered as, excuse my language, bitch and slut in West Hinster private high school for the supernatural. You will not find a single student who's a human, it's their policy and procedure.

Janice has perfectly curled blonde hair, baby blue eyes, fair almost porcelain skin, one of those baby faces, perfect manicured pink fingernails, and that perfect hourglass figure everyone would die for. She's stands at whopping five feet two, yet I stand at five feet eight. She's wearing our school uniform the same as me, which consists of a white button up shirt, red and blue tie, a plaid red skirt, black knee high socks, black shoes, and a black jacket with our school emblem on it (picture down below for the general idea of what it looks like).

She has the stupid little plastic smirk on her face that seems to just live there considering it's practically always there. "Oh dear God I can see it that today is going to be a ray of sunshine. Especially with this person here stalking me waiting to poke fun at me like she does every day and every chance she gets. She and her goons really are annoying, with stupidity written across all of their faces." As usual Janice was the first to speak with that annoying squeaky voice of hers that can give anyone a headache upon hearing it. "Oh girls look who's back, the school's slut." They all laugh then the flunky on her right spoke "Yeah she even looks like one." They all laughed again and I just rolled my eyes "Oh I believe you're right Courtney, she does."

I rolled my eyes "Oh please we're all wearing the same exact uniform. If that's the case then we all look like sluts. It's a school uniform. Oh and if I'm a slut than name five or even one guy that I slept with." They blinked for a couple of minutes probably surprised I said anything like that then I could practically see my comment fly right over their pretty little petite heads. Janice shook her head as if to shake away that unpolished thought away from her tiny brain. "Whatever you freak." I rolled my eyes "Seriously that's the best you could come up with, I've heard dogs come up with better comebacks."

She narrowed her eyes at me "What did you just say to me?" I place my hand on my hip "I'm sorry I'm not one to back down from a challenge. Even though I probably should have, but I didn't do that of course. And I'm way too stubborn to let this go no matter how much my brain was telling me not to get involved."

"I didn't know you were deaf. I said is that the best you could come up with. A dog could come up with a better comeback then that elementary type crap." Her face was a flamed with anger and then she she did the unexpected.

She brought her hand up and slapped me. I felt a stinging pain sensation on my right cheek. I was shocked to say the least and she looked shocked at first as well at first then she smirked "That's what you get for trying to be smart." Oh that was the last straw I had it with her and this stupid freaking school. So I did the total opposite of what I would normally do. I punched her right in her jaw as she was laughing sending her on the floor. Her two flunkies started to scream like they were the ones that I punch as everyone else crowded around us trying to get a good look at the fight, but I couldn't care less, in all honesty.

I quickly sprung down on top of her pinning her there and grabbing a fist full of her perfectly blonde curly hair pinning her there so she couldn't move her face. Then I started to punch her in the face repetitively as she was screaming and trying everything thing she could to do to get me off of her, but I refused to budge. Suddenly I felt a pair of strong arms lock around my waist and pull me off of her. I look down at her bloody face and smiled at my handy work "There that should teach her to mess with me again." She got up and pointed her finger at me "You fucking whore how dare you."

I rolled my eyes staring at her shaking finger and smiled "Oh please like you can do anything about it my dad always taught me to defend myself from people like you. So if you try to do that again I won't hesitate to bang your face into the lockers next time." She stepped back "You ain't no angel at all." This time that cause my smile to widen "Oh course not remember I'm a half breed or did your snobby self forget. So if you try anything again I won't hesitate to bite you and see if you then become a half breed as well. See how many people like you then." This time she back away further cowering like a little puppy with it's tail between her legs.

Then they took me into the principal's office and called my dad. And they keep asking if I wanted my hand bandaged up, but I just refuse. I didn't feel like anyone touching my hand right now. Besides for some reason it doesn't faze me in the slightest. And it didn't hurt, not in the least bit so what's the point in it. Sure their such things as infections, but I just don't care and besides I have a very high immune system between the angel in me and the werewolf in me. So I just sat there fiddling with my long black hair waiting for my dad to get here so they can have their little chat. Yep my black hair is proof of me being a half breed since all angels normally have blonde hair. I got my black hair from my father's side, although I do have my mother eyes because my father has green eyes. "God I'm so bored can we just be done with this already so I can go home already?"

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Author's Note:

Well here's another chapter for you all. I hope you all enjoyed it because I know I certainly did. And it gives you some more information and a little in sight of her life. So please don't forget to vote and comment on this chapter, please and thank you I'd really appreciate it if you would. Oh and the picture up top is what I originally wanted to and still want my actually cover for the story to be, but I just couldn't fit it. So until next time my lovelies and happy reading from now on.