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Beware of the Big Bad Wolf part 2

**Beware of the Big Bad Wolf part 2**

Okay so I'll just start this off by saying sorry. This chapter has been sitting in my drafts for years and I thought I'd already published it..

Luckily the bell rang before anything could happen. I quickly grabbed my things and ran out of the room like I was running from the devil himself. I had just rounded the corner when I heard someone yelling "Lily! Hey, new girl! Wait up!" I spun around and found myself face tp face, or I should say face to chest, with the person chasing me.

"How do you know my name?" I ask suspiciously. I've learned that when a stranger knows your name the whole "strangers" thing is one-sided.

"I'm Freya Bisque. I'm in your first period class and I thought I would help you out since you're new and wouldn't know your way around the school." Free Biscuit, what a weird name. Parents these days would do anything to make their kids unique. Before accepting her offer I discretely glance down at her nails only to find them as clean as my own.

"Oh...uh thanks?"

"Don't mention it. Now where's your next class?" I handed her my schedule at which almost immediately she squealed "We have identical schedules!" She linked her arm in mine and we walked to the gymnasium. 

On the way to the gym I learned that Free's favorite color was peach, she loved long walks in the moonlight and had a strange scent fetish which was a very odd trait that's usually reserved for creepy old men. She had a twin brother named Andrew and a baby sister whose name was Kayla. How I managed to learn all this on the very short walk to the gym I don't know but I can tell you the Free seems to be suspiciously eager to be my friend. Eh who cares? I think to myself, throwing all caution to the wind. Thus began our instafriendship.

As I walked into the locker room it felt like all eyes were on me. They must've been staring because of how ugly I was, it couldn't possibly be because I've basically spent my entire day so far screaming at people. My long white blonde hair and big childlike blue eyes paired with my flawless skin and petite stature made me far from appealing. I would continue to go on about how awful I look if three teenage Crayola ads hadn't walked up in their underwear.

"You need to leave Drew alone, he's mine!" The apparent leader of the three spoke.

"One: Who the hell are you? And two: Who the hell is Drew?" I said, checking her nails for dirt but couldn't tell because of her bright pink nail polish, same for the other two. The three of them were like clones. Same clothes, hair and make-up you could barely tell them apart.

"Holly, Molly and Polly" Leader girl, I mean Holly, said pointing to herself and the two beside her.

"Well golly that must get confusing" I said, smiling at my own joke.

"Doesn't matter, just stay away from Drew, or else!" Holly spat obviously not in the mood for friendly conversation. Oh well maybe another day.

"Yea someone as ugly as you has no chance with him anyways so you might as well give up." The other girl, I think it was Polly, smirked obviously proud of her words. Not really wanting to pick a fight with these girls over a guy I don't even know I simply just decided to go along with whatever it was they wanted.

"Ok. I don't want him." I said nonchalantly shrugging my shoulders.

"I meant it if you don't I'll- what you don't? Good because he's mine and some wannabe slut isn't gonna change anything." Gee Holly what a sparkling personality you have. Do you polish it with dirt every morning? 

Before I could even say anything a deep masculine voice spoke as he put his hand on my shoulder. "Enough Holly, I told you it was over. I love my mate now leave her alone" he said the last past in a demanding tone.

"B-but I thought I was your mate!" She whined. I have no clue what this "mate" thing was, maybe it's what they call boyfriend/girlfriends around this area but I do know that this Holly girl just doesn't know when to give up and move on. In a way I guess it's sad, having to find out this way but she called me a slut so I'm not going to care.*MENTALLY STICKS OUT TONGUE*

"LEAVE NOW!" He shouted and she whimpered walking away but not before giving me a dark look. Hey! What did I do? I internally shouted. As soon as she exited the locker room I was spun around and pulled into a man's chest. Wait! What is he even doing in the girls' locker room anyways? Creep! I tried pushed him away. "Mate, what's wrong?"

"Oh, no you don't! I'm not going to fall for it buddy, " I turned my head up to look into his eyes recognizing him immediately. The puke eyed werewolf. I screamed and screamed struggling to free myself from his iron grasp but he wouldn't let go.

Oh no! He's going to eat me! He figured it out and decided to make me into his mid-morning snack. I could feel my heart rate increase and my breathing quicken as I worked myself into a state of panic. The last thing I remember before passing out was the crazy way his eyes seemed to glow as he caught me.