Spencer Jones has had seemingly uneventful life. About as uneventful as being a teenage werewolf can be. Spencer lives with her mom, three year old sister Belle and her twin brother Jason: her father having died in a rouge attack before her sister w...
Well the day has finally come. First day of senoir year and my last first day of going to the hel hole that some refer to as school.
I may as well introduce myself now. Hi, my name is Spencer Dixon Jones and I am apart of a family of werewolves. My father died before my sister Belle was born three years ago, in a rouge attack on our pack. Since then my mom has been waiting for her second chance mate, who she finally met a little less than three months ago. My mother waited for me anc my twin brother Jason to finishour junoir year of high school. After we finished our junoir year, my mother and step father Joseph took ll of our belongings and my sister to Joseph's pack in Georgetown, Washington. Me and Jason decided to stay for the summer in Alberta, Georgia with our old friends before the new school year started.
Me and Jason finally arrived at our new pack two days ago. I've spent the time arranging my room the way I want and getting some much needed sleep.
"Spencer! It's time to get up for school," my mom yells up at me.
I groan and push myself up from my bed. I walk into my bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. I see my rats nest of purpe hair and my blue eyes. I brush my har and throw it up into a ponytail. Then I go into my closet and pick out a light blue, long sleeve shirt with a black and white doted skirt. I slip on a pair of black Doc Martens, grab my backpack and glasses, and leave my room to go downstairs.
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"Morning Guys," I greet my mom and Joseph as I walk into the kitchen. I grab a piece of bacon off my brother Jason's plate and take a seat next to him.
"Hey get your own breakfast," Jason tells me with an annoyed look on his face.
"Just hurry up and eat so we can get to school. I want to find where my classes are," I tell him.
"Go ahead and get in the truck. I'll be there in a minute," Jason says while standing to put his plate in the sink.
I get up and kiss my mother on the cheek goodbye and walk out the front door. I go over to the passenger side of my brother Chevy Avalanche and climb in. About five minutes later, Jason walks out of the house with his jet black hair styled to perfection. He gets into the truck and starts out on the road to school.
"Hey, is the the school entirely werewolves or are there humans to?" I ask as Jason drives down the road.
"It's only wolves. The pack is so large they thought it'd be best to have it in the territory with just the packs children. Plus it keeps any accidents from happening with any humans," Jason answers while pulling into the school parking lot and parking.
"Well time to get this over with," I say with a sigh. Jason laughs and gets out of the truck. I get out and follow him into the school.
Many students eye us curiously while we make our way into the front office. We walk into the office and I give the secretary a sweet smile.
