Yes I'm A Rogue, And Your Still A Jerk!

Chapter 10 Making the Change

So I know it's been a while since I last wrote, I'm lucky I haven't recieved any reprimanding messages thanks for that. So important message at the end of the story you must read, the sake of the story depends on it! 

Chapter 10 making the change 

I drove along the freeway I had maybe three hours left till I reached my friends house. I thought I'd feel different as I got away but I just felt, hollow, was that the right word? Empty? Pointless? All would work to describe the aching feeling in my heart and stomach. Strange how those two are tied together. If you love a certain food your stomach is happy and you feel satisfied, if you hate a certain food your heart agrees with you. If only the heart and mind could be so in sink. 

I needed to transform and find a place to truly become the person I was going to portray. I found the nearest wal mart and parked as close as I could and for a wal mart in California that is hard to do. I grabbed a hat and my enveloping sunglasses. My face would be completely unrecognizable when done but I don't want to take the chance. 

I walked in the walmart and grabbed  cart, I'd need a ton of stuff to bring on this transaction. I wasn't just changing my identity, I had to change everything about me how I lived, what I wore, what I drove, everything. First step: Hair and make-up.

People remember what color hair and what color of eyes you have. My brown hair is common and I've used it to hide from people before but I needed to not look anything like myself. I immidiately drove the cart to the cheep hair dyes. I wanted to go with red but it's too close to brown same with black. Random colors just look fake I need something that would look natural and still be different. I went to the blonds.

Blond is a good color for your hair to be in my opinion. I have always thought that because I'm a brunette people think I'm boring. Obviously I detest boring people, so I try not to be. Blonds have so much stereotypes around them that their judged easily so I could fit any of them if I wanted to. I could be the dumb blond or the smart one. I decided that my person whas smart and fun so I'd be both.

Next I'd need contacts. Eyes are misleeding it's said that the eyes are the gateway to the sole, in some ways this is true, but they are easy to misread. Gray contacts could hide my eyes best so I grabbed some of those as well as solution for keeping them clean. Water works but you can't beat the cleaning stuff.

 Scent is huge especially for wolves, it's how we track. Nowing Zeke he'd be close on my heals before too long so I'd have a limited amount of time. A crouded city was better then a near empty one in anycase, many people many scents. Easy for a wolf to get distracted and caught in. He'd have to track in human form and that's a lot harder to do. I'd need to trade in my purple car for a white or black car, preferably fast. Maybe I should get a camaro or a mustang those look like fun to drive.

I reached the sweet smelling aisle of things that should never be mixed. I knew my scent well enough to know that the best way to change it was to get something that was similar but near unrecognizable. If it's similar to my natural scent but off it confuses a wolf's sense of smell, oddly humans are better at discerning slight differences like that.

My scent is fresh and clean like citrisy soap, oranges would be a good substitute and a strong one at that. Perfume of course would not be enough to mask but near enough to get away and perminate my new scent.

I nearly ran to the clothes section of the store. I needed something cute that could hide myself till I got changed at a hotel or somewhere safe. I grabbed a gray hoody and large sunglasses. I threw them in the basket, then I saw a heart shaped locket. Something about the trinket pulled at me, I walked over and held it up. It was gold and had a ruby gem in the center of the heart. Inside on one side was an empty spot and on the other was an inscription, "I will always find you." Italicized and curly it was beautiful and sent a shiver down my spine. That was too similar to what Zeke had said to me so far away and what seemed so long ago.

Instead of putting the locket back on the rack I placed it gently on top of the jacket. Sighing I decided to find some more clothes, a jacket as dull as that would not be enough I need things that will change my style of a t-shirt and some genes to a fasshion trend setter. This would take me more time then needed and wal-mart has some very crappy clothes some days. Hopefully today was not that day.

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Three hours later.

Back on the road again in my new black camaro I was back on the freeway rushing at the speedlimit to LA. I hadn't been back in so long and I was ready to return to the life of music and drama caused by prying paparzi.

Unintentionally I touched the locket and felt something stirring inside of me. A confirmation that needed to be made. No matter how far I would run, my mate would always find me and I could do near nothing about it but hope he wouldn't show his face in California till I was old and near senile.

Zeke's POV

I reached a Wal-Mart in California. I wasn't sure where but her scent was strong here. Stronger then anywhere else I'd been. She was good at running away but someday very soon she'd have to face her challenges and her fears and me and that day was coming sooner then she would think possible.

I can only hope she'll be ready when I do come for her. My mate would be recognized and she will be given the respect she should have had all her life, but never really given.