Warrior : Teen Wolf

7

After an uneventful first day of school, I almost forgot that I had to go back. Again. And Again. I sigh as I finish applying lipgloss, checking myself over one last time before accepting my appearance.

I once again make my way down the stairs grabbing my helmet and keys to go to school. I actually have a backpack today, along with my one notebook and pen, and also brought some gym clothes since I'm starting that class today.

Once I park, I make my way to the locker room to throw my clothes in my locker. As I'm making my way out, I hear grunts and noises from the boys locker room, and not the usual "I'm hooking up with someone" noises, more like "I'm getting attacked" noises. I rush in to see a red head begging them to stop, seeing a boy about to slam a weight on a girls head. As the girl keeps screaming for him to stop, I grab him by the wrist, stopping him from slamming the metal plate on the girls head. An animalistic growl comes from me, but I don't have time to think as the years of hand to hand combat come back to me. I twist his hand moving it behind his back, causing him to feel pain in his shoulder, until he eventually drops the plate. I knee him in the face and release him, waiting for him to come at me.
When he looks up, I'm shocked by what I see, red eyes, and fangs, "What the fu-" I don't have time to finish my sentence as he charges at me. Something about it though almost seemed slowed down, like I had all the time in the world to plan my next move. After multiple hits to his face, I finally kick my left leg up to his head, wrapping my legs around his neck into a head lock. I use our combined weight to bring us down, tightening the hold in hopes that he would give up.
Suddenly, two familiar faces come in, and a kid that's identical to the one I was currently strangling. Scott and the twin rip us apart, now making me realize we're both covered in blood, his or mine, I'm not sure. I look down to check my hands, and immediately start hyperventilating as I see.. Claws? Through heavy breathes I look up and see them all staring at me, specifically my face. I turn my head to look in the mirror to my left, Scott still holding me back on my right side, and instantly start freaking out ten times more. My eyes are glowing silver, and I definitely have sharper teeth than before. I step back, surprised I'm still breathing with how much I'm panicking, I look up at Scott, and then everyone around me who is still staring.
Stiles finally breaks the silence, "Oh my go- you're a werewolf too?!"
I'm almost too shocked to reply, yet manage to get out, "A wha- what the hell is happening to me?!" The twins share a look, and walk out, while it looks like the three in front of me are having a silent conversation with their eyes. I finally look at the only other person in the room, a brunette that's passed out on the floor, "Hey, uhh she doesn't look to good, we should probably get her to the hospital.." I trail off, trying to get them to stop looking back and forth between each other. I look back at my hands, not seeing claws anymore, and glance back at the mirror, sighing in relief as my face is back to normal.
I run a hand through my hair as the two boys help her up, surprised that she's even conscious after being knocked in the head so many times. I grab some paper towels and wet them in the sink, handing them to her as she makes her way to the mirror. All I get is a nod in response, but I take it because honestly what can you expect from someone who is most likely severely concussed.
"You okay?" Scott asks as we all stare at the girl.
"Yea, I'm okay!" I chirp, smiling at the four as they all give me a deadpanned look. "Oh, oh you mean her," I point at the brunette, while Stiles lifts an eyebrow in disbelief, "Okay, I'm just gonna.. Be over there," I make hand motions that even I don't really understand, but basically pointing over to the benches nearby so I can sit down.. What? I'm lazy.
After staring at me for another moment, they turn back to the brunette, "She doesn't look okay," the redhead says.
The brunette replies back bitterly, "I'll heal," and backs away from the sink, stumbling a little as the boys go to catch her, "I said, I'm fine," she says, annoyed with the help.
I go to make a witty comment, but Stiles beats me to the punch, "Do you realize how suicidally crazy that was? What were you thinking going after them?"
She quickly fires back, "I did it for Boyd. None of you were doing anything."
I immediately pout, "Heyy, I helped, I mean come on, did you see that kick move I did, that was pretty cool huh?" I ask as I did a small kicking motion from my spot, "Or how about that punch wher-"
"We're trying," Scott cuts me off, causing me to huff and slump back against the lockers.
"And you're failing. You're just a bunch of stupid teenagers. Running around, thinking that you can stop people from getting killed. But all you do is show up late. All you really do, is find the bodies," and with that, she leaves the locker room.
"Well.. She's definitely a Hale.. I'm gonna make sure she gets home. You," he points at me, I instantly perk up with a smile, "come with me."
"You got it, chief. I need to get out of here," I say with a huge grin on my face. I give a two finger salute to the two left in the locker room, a huge grin on my face as I grab my bag and practically hop out of the school.