"Sorcha you need to get up" I hear from down stairs but me being me decides to ignore it. "Get up or you won't have time to do what you planned". Again I ignore whoever it is. the next thing I know is that I'm being shaken but I just slap the hands away, the blanket is pulled off of me so I just curl up into a ball. I hear a pissed off , tired and mischivious sigh, don't ask me how there is three different emotions in that sigh or how I know because I just know "I'm getting your father" I hear my mum say before I hear her footsteps retreating. peace at last I think but of course that is not the case. Ice cold water is poured on top of me. I scream bloody murder and jump off the bed like a ninja. I look around my room to see my dad with an empty bucket laughing his head off. When he sees the glare I give him he drops the bucket with a thump and runs out of the room. I was about to chace after him before my mom called up the stairs "get ready, you only have half an hour to get ready before you have to leave for school" I curse under my breath.
I take the quickest shower ever and walk out of the bathroom in just a towel. I pick out my favourite pair of black skinny jeans, a red top, black leather jacket that I got when I went shopping with the boys, I smile at the memory of them getting us kicked out of shops because they were messing and making too much noise and finally to finish off the look a pair of ankle boots. I run down the stairs, grab my bag and am out the door on my way to school.
I arrive at the hellhole that I would now have to call school. As I look up at the building my phone vibrates in my back pocket. I take it out to see that I have a text from Richard. I read it and start to laugh, getting a few weird looks in the process.
Sorcha,
I no ur planning something just don't go overboard and get expelled. I no there is no point in telling u nt to so I wont. gud luk ;)
He knows me so well that it's scary at times. I give him a quick text back saying 'I'm nt makin ny promises O:)' I look back up at the school and walk in through the doors heading straight to reception. When I arrive the only word that comes to mind when I see the receptionist is whore. She's wearing a shirt that looks about to burst and reveal what little that it doesn't conceal, a skirt that barelycovers her ass, blond hair that looks like straw and so much makeup and fake tan that she looks like an umpalumpa.
I clear my throat to try to get her attention but it doesn't work so I do the next thing that comes to mind, I take a deep breath and give a short but loud hey as close as I can to her ear. She jumps and glares at me but I just give her my most innocent smile. She huffs and snapps "what do you want?"I continue to ignore the glare she gives me and reply "have you seen me here before?no you haven't so that must mean im new and I came here for my timetable and locker number" I give her my name
and she has hands me my timetable and locker number. I give her the fakest smile i have and turn to go. I go find my locker and put my box inside. I hear a group of lads laughing behind me at something suddenly they stop. I hear one say "hey isn't that the new girl?" i hear one say "yeah it is, she hot, I'd tap that" another replies and i roll my eyes in disgust. I fell someone behind me but I ignore them. Out of nowhere a hand grabs my ass, instead of jumping and squealing like a little girl I whip around and grab his little friend in my fist. He goes on his toes trying to releave some of the pain. I give him a quick once over, dirty blond hair, built frame and faily tall I'd say about 5"9. I tighten my hold on him and smirk when I hear him whimper "touch my ass again and you'll regret it, understand?" I say to him. He nods his head so fast that you'd think it would fall off.I let him go and he falls to his knees in front of me I turn and close my locker before turning back to the person on the floor, he's still clutching his friend. I bend down to his level and say "if you even think of doing anything like that again I will make sure you'll have nothing to hold" he pales when I say this, I just stand up and walk away leaving him behind with his friend who are still laughing at him.
This will be fun I think to myself as I walk into my first class.
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Werewolfshe got bullied by her new pack and rejected by her mate so she moves back to her hometown, the one place where she felt safe and loved. Two years later she returns with a surprise. She is not the same shy, little girl who left, she returns to the p...
