CHAPTER 1:- A stuck up school is better than a well known one
I woke up with my brother screaming in my ear. Ashton was a real pain in the ass when he wanted me to do something that I did not want to. He kept on and on about how it was good for me and how he and Josh were doing all they could to let me avail this opportunity in life. The thing is, maybe for normal students and normal teenagers this would have fit perfectly but it was high time that my brothers realized that I was a werewolf, just like them and that I had no future.
I loved being with my brothers. Of course there was not one day where I did not feel that life would be perfect if I would have parents to take care of me, but this was also true that my brothers tried everything possible to make me happy. I owed them some respect and love: At least Josh did. Ashton was still a pain in the ass and I just tolerated him because Josh truly adored him. Okay, maybe that is not true. Ashton is a great brother and I really like him but the liking I have for him comes out of respect. I respect his age and experience and I feel indebted to him for all that he has done for me; whereas Josh, is my life. I would always love Josh no matter what. It was like he was a part of my body and he would always be with me: He was something inseparable from me.
So, that morning I washed my face and came to the dining hall and saw that my pancakes were kept ready for me. I am glad that none of my human friends are around or else they would be surprised at how much I eat and of course be curious as to where all that fat went. One simple answer is that I loved food: At least that is the only sane answer I could give them. I ate the pancakes and drank the juice. I packed my bag in about a few seconds and them was ready in a few minutes: That is the average time I took to get ready and leave home. As I was about to leave, Ashton came up to me and told me, “Hey, golden words for u to remember. Just hope that the school that you are going to is a stuck up one and isn’t very well reputed: Easy to leave and not much of a problem created afterwards. Most importantly don’t make a brilliant impression that would make you stand out or anything okay, luv”
Josh dropped me to school in the pickup truck that he used for work. Compared to our usual speed we were barely crawling. I reached the school grounds and I was about to get off the car when I felt something heavy fall on the back. I looked behind, surprised to see a guy, of about my age in the van. He got down and apologized. One thing that really caught my eye was that he was extra-ordinarily handsome. I had never felt that about any guy: Except my brothers maybe. He surely wasn’t human, whatever he was. I had a feeling my brothers were actually right about there being more werewolves. I was about to meet some werewolves: HOW AWESOME!!! And to think I never wanted to come. However, my short dream was abruptly interrupted when I saw the dreaded look on my brother’s face. He would make sure I was shifted to a faraway school.
