Chapter 1: My Story

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My name is Grayson.
I'm 17, 5'5 (pretty short) and I'm not normal! I mean I do normal stuff but I'm not normal..I'm a werewolf. Now I know it might sound weird, but I am. No, I'm not one of those Twilight werewolves..my ears and tail actually show in my human form! And I haven't learned how to hide them.. so I always keep my hood up. This is how I look like.
Well, drawings I made of myself since I really don't wanna show my real self.

Well, drawings I made of myself since I really don't wanna show my real self

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Yeah, ugly, right? Anyway. When I was 5, I went to play in the woods (I was a country girl). Then I got lost and never found home again. Wolves found me and adopted me. Over the time, I began to develop Wolf stuff. My tip of my tail and sometimes of my ears, describe my emotion. I had turned into Emotion Wolf.
Red: Angry
Blue: Sad
White: Calm
Pink: Love (blush and stuff)
Green: Jealous
Grey: Alone
Gold: Afraid
Indigo: Depressed
And my black ears mean neutral. I'm feeling neutral so my ears and tail are black and grey.
Anyway, when I was about 10, my pack got attacked by the Northern pack, mine was the Eastern pack. I had to run away to the city. I learned everything myself, including science, space, math and social studies. Well, it's been 7 years since that so..I guess I'm a city gal!
I do get lonely but I'm a lone wolf I guess.
*Phone Rings*
Huh? But I don't have anyone that can call me!
*answers*
Me:Hello?
???: Hi there
Me: Uh..who are you?
???: I'll be back
*hangs up*
That was weird..anyway, I'm in Starbucks right now and I'm ordering what I usually order, a Butterbeer frappe (I'm a huge potterhead). I was walking my way home until I bumped into a guy..

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