Chapter 11

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Rosa's POV

"Why do you smell funny?" shouted the boy at the back of the class. Suprisingly, Xavier managed the situation well.

"Why can you smell us? We're halfway across the room!" he said quietly, pulling his hood even further down his face. Without a secound look to the boy my brother pulled me past our shocked teacher and to the back of the classroom, where the only two empty seats sat. 

Xavier pulled out his seat, the scraping noise could be heard throughout the silent room. I on the other had avoided the situation all together by lifting my chair quietly off the ground and placing it back down silently on the floor. I slid into my seat, and unzipped the standard back pack my uncle had given us. 

Pulling out a notepad and a pen, I got prepared to take notes. My brother unlike me slouched back in his chair and extended his legs. Xavier had never been one to pay much attention during class. 

"U.S history," the teacher started "is an important part of student curiculum, and should be honored through out the years. Every student......" I began to tune out her speech, alowing it to turn into more of a backround mumbling then something that should be my number one priority at the moment. 

I began to doodle and sketch all over my notepad. Moons and stars, but mainly wolves. Wolves running, jumping or standing at the edge of a cliff, howling to the night sky. My blue pen traced over the page quickly and silently, blushing along the paper. 

I took a moment to look up at my class mates. You could easily see the groups of friends and cliques. Around the boy who had asked my brother about our scent were other werewolf boys, none very powerful but many very good looking. It was something that came with being a werewolf, natural good looks. Smell boy was what could only be considered a all American boy look, with dirty blond hair and deep blue eyes he was short but bulky. 

Beside him sat a boy in a white t-shirt, he was turned away from me but I still got a look at his tan neck and dark hair. They seemed to be the closest of the group, occasionally turning to whisper something to the other or to laugh at some inside joke. 

"What's with the wolves?" I jumped at the sudden noise, coming from the seat beside me. It  was the girl from before, who I had bumped into in the hallway. Her amber eyes starred down at my doodles. 

I ripped out a sheet from my note pad and wrote down a message to her. They are my favorite animal. 

"Really? Cool. There are tons here." she said, with a monotone voice. "I'm Autum, and you are Rosa, Correct?"

I nodded my head.

"So what are you and your brother? The twins of doom?"

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Reid's POV 

I was sitting at my usual spot in the cafertiria, picking a the meatloaf they had served for lunch. Let me introduce myself, I am Reid. Pronouned like 'read'. Soon to be Alpha of the Northern Star pack. My cousin, Adam, had just taken over the Southern Star pack from my uncle, making him the youngest current Alpha. 

I heard my friend Ace slide into the seat beside me. I can feel his anxiousnes, he wanted to tell be something badly. I pushed a black lock of hair out of my face before turning to face him. 

"What is it Ace?"

"I thought you would never ask, I'm suprised you haven't heard already.."

"Spit it out."  I said bluntly.

'Okay..So there are these new kids. Some creepy new kids. They are twins, Xavier and Rosa wolf. They sheild their faces with these hoods and the girl doesn't even talk. They smell weird too, confusing. Human, but also something eles....when I asked them about it Xavier just pushed it off, like he was human."

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