The New Kid

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Well I guess today was the day I had to start over; I had to move to California because of hunting business . I hate going to new schools, and I don't know if there any werewolves in this school. I just hope there is.

I'm a hunter for werewolves. I kill, slash and rip them for what they have done to my family. I don't care who I kill as long as it's a werewolf. They were the ones who tore my family slowly by bit by bit. So now I am out for blood.

In the werewolve world they call me the red one because of my fiery red hair and that's the last thing they see. I'm the greatest hunter there could possibly be. I also wear sunglasses so they don't see my eyes so they can't mess around in the human world.

I had to be the new kid at school and at the head quarters of werewolves. The second choice is way better than being the new kid at school.

I got dressed in skinny jeans, purple tank top, black leather jacket, and my combat boots. Also I twisted my hair into a side Dutch braid. I raced downstairs of my foster home and meet with my foster brother max clipping his toe nails. Ok then. Then my older foster brother Justin. He was focusing on a lamp shade very instensly. Even weirder. I grabbed poptarts and an apple. "Justin don't forget to take max to school and don't you forget your pants!" I shouted and went out of the door. Geez they are weird.

I jumped onto my motorcycle and it roared to life. I zoomed through and down into the schools parking lot. Ok where do I start.










The credit for the cover goes to angelica20000. She did and awesome job. Thank you for putting your time to make it for me. - Hunter

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