You Know Me Now

Harder Than You Know

I have no excuse for my laziness. ...

(Lana's POV)

     It had been three months since my first shift, and all I can say is that I have never felt so free. Don't get me wrong, I was still hurt from Hope; I mean, I had loved the guy for two years and thats not just going to go away.

       One of the people in my pack came into my room a few weeks after the big dilemma, and kindly explained to me why I felt the way I felt. When the little old lady, most likley In her sixties,  told me, I couldn't help but feel like the worlds biggest moron. Any other were-girl would have known that it was time to find there mate, but I had to go and be all stupid and not realize what was going on.

          After the talk with the little lady, I decided that I needed to find him, so I left soon after and started on my travels. I took money with me, of course, and a duffel bag full of clothes, a pair of flip-flops and my ipod. I started my journey the next day.

          "Ok, I'm a wolf, so how do I manage to get lost in the middle of the dang forest?" I yell at myself. I needed some form of contact with something, and if it was myself, then so be it. It didn't really matter if I looked insane, because its not like anybody else was going to be seeing me in the middle of freaking nowhere! 

       I was on my way to Orestiansen,  a place very far away from my own hometown of Birdview.  I was starting to run out of money to travel with, so I decided, before I die and never get to see my mate; I should suck it up, hunked down for a while, and get a job.

      I know what your thinking right about now; 'Why even worry about traveling anymore, when I know your going to find him here?'  Well guess what reader; your not God and you don't know what's gonna go down ok? So just shut up and turn the page. Let me prepare: unless your psychic,  then im sorry for not believing your insanity.

It was sunny in Orestiansen.  The sky was a beautiful baby blue...and then I relized I must have been on crack as that happy little cliche disappeared into thin air. The sky was really a drabby grey with thick rain clouds, and an overall feeling of just being crap-tacular!

   I was having a particularly bad day today. First I get lost in the woods, then I run low on money, making ne have temporarily postpone my search, and last but now least, the cherry on this turd-sunde; I STUB MY FREAKING TOE.

      I groan to myself as I sit on the same stump that I got hurt on. 'Cuz I'm forgiving like that. I can't believe my luck has went from bad to good to straight up craptastic. I was straight up tired of the whole freaking thing. I just wanted to find my stupid mate and get this stupid trip over with. Stupid, stupid, stupid...

          I repeated my mantra to myself as I walked around the town looking for someplace to rent. I still had a little money left and you have to have a place to live before you have a job.

     I found this really cute one bedroom apartment. The outside was a light blue with four or five windows. The windows had these gorgeous shutters on them, and believe me I know how hard it sounds for window shutters to be pretty, but somehow it was accomplished.

      On the inside the bathroom was pretty big, it had a double sink, and they were a golden color. The walls were turquoise. There was a walk in shower that was roomy and had showerheads on both sides.

     The bedroom...how do I explain the bedroom?  I bought the place furnished, so I know it wasn't the best. I mean, it didn't have a king size bed or anything,  it had a twin bed, but honestly it still made the room look good.

   The walls were black with white wolf pictures painted onto them. The wolves were in different poses. some were howling at the moon, and others were eating ar loving on another wolf; most likley there mate.

'Mate...'  My animalistic side said... You see, werewolves don't have wolves actually living inside of us or anything, like in the books I read. That's just creepy. Insteat it's kind of like having Multiple Personality Disorder, and we call or other personality that controls our wolf our animalistic side. I guess that you could name it, but I just wanted to clear up for you guys that we don't have animals living inside of us. Do you know how unsanirary that is? Ugh...

'I want my mate you little goober! '  I yelled at myself. 'Well I do to jerk! Why do you think I'm, like, 800 miles from home?' I answered myself. I was getting really tired of my own mouth.

      I then proceeded to growl at myself. That little jerk! She growled at me! I just shake my head, not believing her sass. God, she's a jerk.

    I walked into a little cafe, wearing a pair of black capris and a red ACDC tee. A little bell dinged above the door, and a woman, looking no older than thirty, popped out from behind a door that I assumed led into the kitchen. "Hello, and welcome to Marcia's Cafe!" she told me with a huge 770 watt smile on her face. I smiled back most amediatly. I didnt even know the woman and already I could tell she adores her job. "I'm Maria, what can I do for you today?" She asks me, eager for me to give her a reply.

"Yea, my name is Lana, and im looking for a job, so if there are any positions open, I would love to fill out an application." I tell her, getting straight to the point.

  "Oh thank God," She says, looking so relieved. Ok, now this looked confusing. "You're hired. We have a dissapointing lack of waitresses latley. grab an apron, and good luck." She says to me and starts to walk into the kitchen. I hear the doorbell over the door as my first costumer comes in.

  "Oh, and one more thing, welcome to the job."