Can my life get any worse? I'm seventeen and I haven't found my mate, and the next year of my life will be spent at boarding school. If it we just a regular school, I'd be fine. But no, our pack alpha made the stupid decision to send all the high schooler's in our pack, to a school full of fucking vampires.
When he first announced it at the pack meeting, everyone nearly lost it, parents included. "Silence!" His voice boomed through the meeting hall. Our voices were snatched from our throats with his demand.
"We cannot continue to live the way we do." He had said. "We must learn to coexist with each other, and this is the solution we've come up with. While you are there, there will be no fighting," he said glaring at a few of the pack 'Bad Boys' who are known to cause trouble. "Upon arrival, you will be put into a dorm. Your dorm mates will all be vampires." When a few people protested, he gave them the death glare.
So here I am, on a bus full of my pack mates. There are 3 other buses carrying the other one hundred and fifty members. There is a lot of tension in the air and a few spikes of anger. Everyone is extremely nervous. We have no idea what to expect once we arrive. How do we know it isn't some set up that their clan leader planned? We could be attacked the second we get off of the bus.
"This is going to be awful." My best friend Brooklyn groaned. Brooklyn and I have been friends since we were younger. Our relationship started when she found out my name is London. We thought we'd be the best of friends just because of our names.
"I know." I mumbled. "I'm never going to find my mate stuck in a school full of vampires." She gave me an apologetic look, her brown eyes don't sparkle as much as they did a few weeks ago. Since she found out she that she would have to leave her mate, my older brother, behind, she hasn't been as bubbly as she used to be. I was a little jealous when she found her mate, then she told me it was my brother, Ant, and that went out the window. I felt bad she got stuck with my pervy, player of a brother.
He quickly changed though. Now he's all soft and lovey. I would say its pathetic but I wish everyday for what they have. I'm not the only here without a mate, there are about fifty others my age. No matter how hard we tried, we just couldn't find our other halves. Its stressful. It makes you feel like somehow you got skipped or forgotten, it feels like you'll be alone forever.
I just want that perfect relationship. I want to be able to wake up knowing that I have my mate and that he'll always be there to love and protect me. I want to wear his mark like a diamond necklace and show it off to the world. I want the connection, the bond, the unconditional love. At my rate, I'll never have any of that.
"Are we almost there?" My younger brother Zack asked to the driver. He rolled his sunken in eyes at the road but you could obviously see it through the big ass mirror hanging above him.
"Nope." He smiled popping the p. "We've still got another two hours until we arrive." Everyone on the bus groaned and complained. "Quit your whining." He said. "Do something productive, read a book, write a short story, play I spy. The longer you complain about it, the longer the ride is going to be. Just sit back and relax." He chuckled. "I know you kids have all of that technology, put it to some use."
"It's already bad enough we have to spend the rest of our high school lives with those blood sucking zombies!" Zack shouted. I rolled my eyes and turned around to look at him.
"Zack will you shut the fuck up?!" I yelled. "We all know its going to suck, nobody wants to hear you fucking blab on about it! Just sit down, shut up, and stop fucking complaining!" When I finished yelling, everyone was staring at me. The bus driver was laughing hysterically.
Zack stood there staring at me but he eventually sat down like I told him to. Some of our pack mates snickered while other's ignored the whole thing. Zack has a big problem with riding for too long. Its nothing medical or anything, he just gets bored easily and he eventually starts irritating people with his bitching and moaning.
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Midnight High
Werewolf*Just because the summary is shitty, doesn't mean the story is too. lol. Always up for change!* Seventeen year old London, along with the rest of the teenagers in her pack, are being forced to go to boarding school until they finish high school. The...