Werewolves arent real. arent they?

chapter3 - snowboarding mate!

her jeep !!!!!!!

Some random with a skate board came and sat beside me.

"do you wanna learn? I can teach you" he offered. I turned and stared into his honey coloured eyes. He had chestnut hair and his eyes practically blend in with his hair they were just lighter.

"Can I see if I can do it by myself maybe?" I asked playing with my long pony tail that was flipped over my shoulder.

"Sure. If you fall off I'll kiss your sores better" wow. This guy sucks at hitting on girls

"Ok." I took his board and walked up the stair thingies to the top of the bowl. When I got there I just did my thing. Flipping over the sides and floating in the air. Everything the guys were doing. I forgot how hard skate boarding is. But at least there is no snow or ice on the bars.

After like 15 minutes I got board and slowed down til I came to a stop in the middle of the bowl. I flipped the board up and caught it with one hand. I turned around and walked to where the guy who gave me his board was sitting, with a whole heap of the people who were skating around him, that's when I noticed that no one else was in the bowl.

"Thanks." I gave him his board with a smile and saw Dylan and his parents just standing there their jaws practically on the ground, the slutty cow who threw herself at Dylan was trying to get his attention and sending me death glares.

"Where did you learn to do that?" the guy asked as he took his board back.

"Learn to do what?"

"Skate like that?"

"Dude those are party tricks "

"Danny. She's a pro snowboarder. Those are party tricks for her" a new voice said from behind Dylan.

"Holy shit. My bitch is a werewolf. That just makes the whole thing so sad" I laughed as my best friend stepped forward.

"OH MY GODS YOU KNOW?!" He said in the girlish voice ever.

"OH MY GODS! YES!"

"Aaron you can't be gay. You have a mate" someone burst Aaron looked taken back.

"What the hell is a mate?" I asked looking straight at Aaron.

"Um well a mate is like-"

"I'll tell you later we have to leave" Dylan burst. OK.

"Ok." I started to walk towards him but Aaron grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

"Tell me his address and I'll rip his fucking head off" he growled into my ear touching the bruise on my face

"Oh my god! Don't touch! It hurts. And I will not let you murder anyone, cause if you go to hell then I'm screwed" I could feel people's eyes on me but I kept walking until I reached Dylan I smiled at him and he took my hand and pulled me to an awesome classic Austin Martin. He pulled me into the back seat and his mum and dad got in the front.

"Guys going shopping hmmm" I mused while Dylan's parents got in.

When we got to my dad's house I ran inside and past my 6 older brothers. Full brothers. PIGS. In mine and mums opinions. And into my room at the very end of the house backing out onto the forest. The room was tiny but luckily it fit all of my stuff. I pulled my clothes and stuff out and threw them into random bags that I had dug out from under my bed. I grabbed a couple boxes and put important stuff in them and soon my room was packed up.

Dylan had started a yelling match with my brothers. When I walked out, I stopped as one of them was about to throw a punch

"to much testosterone. They are like breathing it in. Eewww that's a scary thought. I shuddered at the thought. Mum and Dad heard it and both started laughing. Everyone turned to look at them and I just shook my head walking past everyone and into the garage. I reversed my little convert jeep out of the drive way and parked it beside the Ryder families car. I ran back inside and grabbed my surf, snow and skate boards and hauled them out everyone gave me a funny look as I crashed into walls, I saw my father coming slowly down the stairs. I placed them in the back and ran back in and pilled bags and boxes on top of each other. I walked out and chucked them in. I grabbed the last to bags and was carrying them out and I was nearly to the door when one burst and my under wear went everywhere. Dylan looked like he was trying not to laugh as he stared at everything on the floor, underwear, scarves, jewellery, hats, and togs. Nik naks. I dropped the other bag and just stared at everything scattered around. Finally Dylan couldn't stop himself and just cracked. I think it's because of his parents. My actual family looked horrified. It's not something you see very often. And I never was revealing clothes around here and look like a guy when I don't. I think that they thought I was as good as a guy and just seeing this.... I took a deep breath and started shoving everything back into the case. Dylan tried to help and did a little until he burst out laughing and had to lean on me to stop him from falling over. His arm was on my back because I was bent over and when I stood up he just fell on his ass.