Wolves [Ongoing]

O.N.E

Chani's POV:

I woke up to the sound of my roommate sleeping. Hwiyoung. He looked so relaxed as his strands of brown hair moved a bit each time he breathed. 

I flopped over the bed and looked out through the small window I had right beside my bed. The sun was shining brightly and the air smelled like freshly cut grass. I love mornings like this. These days make me so energized when I wake up right away (and that rarely happens...) so I decided to go back outside.

Go BACK outside you ask? Well, one thing I forgot to mention. 

I'm a werewolf.

Yup. You can run away now. No? Okay then. Let me explain this to you. I'm not one of those werewolves you see in twilight. I wish I was. But no. This is how it works.

When I feel something that triggers my emotions, I would always change into a wolf at night. But, when it gets out of hand.....I can change anytime it happens which is pretty scary.

What kind of emotions you ask? It's normally love or some sort of affection. (I know right, pretty intense). But sometimes out of the odds, it may be extreme anger, pain, lost, guilt....I think you get it. Pretty hardcore stuff that I'm too lazy to list. 

Hwiyoung says that I'm too young to understand love, but clearly he's wrong because I've been turning into a wolf for almost a month straight now. And the amount of time of me being a wolf is getting longer and longer.

"Hey." Said someone behind me. I looked their way. It was Hwiyoung

"You're up?" I asked. He rolled his eyes sarcastically. "Duh." I chuckled 

"Still transfiguring?" He asked

I nodded. 

We just stood there in awkward silence

"Yah!" 

I flinched at the sudden sound. It was Celine.

Y/N'S POV:

*Beep Beep Beep*

I groaned

6:50 AM. Great.

I trudged to the bathroom to freshen up then got something to wear

I picked out a black hoodie and a pair of denim shorts (Which is what I wear for legit  2/8 of my life.....Sad, I know.)

"Yah" Said my friend as she bumped into me. My eyes were barely opened. I didn't care where I was going

I hate mornings.

I hate school

I hate everything.

........

......Well, not everything. I like food and I like sleep.

.........And art. That's all.

"Sorry Celine eonnie" I said blankly. She smacked my head lightly and continued walking while talking to me. Mom style. "I have my Biology class first thing in the morning" She said

I frowned. "...... And WHY would I need to know that?" I asked

She looked at me, unsurprised. What can I say? I'm not one of those girls with those cinnamon roll hairdo, and the huge blobs of lipgloss smeared around their faces.... 

Eww.

I slipped on my glasses and walked out the door with Celine. Don't judge me. I follow her everywhere because I have nothing better to do in my life.