A Werewolf Cinderella Story (Teacher/Student) (EDITING)

Chapter 3

When the bell finally rang, Shelly and I got up from our spots and skipped to the locker room to get changed. I saw Selena and Kelly look back at us quickly, only to sneer at us, or to be more specific, at me. Although I knew that I'd get shit about it later, I couldn't help but smirk at them. They glared at us before looking away and swung open the locker doors.

We followed through the same doors and I noticed that they were both standing in front of my locker. I rolled my eyes. They must really love drama if they're going to do this with Shelly around. They know she has a short fuse when it comes to people like them, especially them. They've done this before and they are very lucky that Shelly didn't have her wolf yet, or she might've bitten their heads off without a second thought.

Selena was the first to speak, well sneer, really. The only good thing about dealing with this step-sister was the fact that she could only talk shit. Since she's human and I'm werewolf, she's too afraid to do anything more than talk.

"You think Shelly can always be there for you? You're just a piece of filth. No better than your stupid dad. He's so worthless, he couldn't protect himself against those weak rogues!" she said, smirking and looking at me like I was a piece of gum on the bottom of her Gucci heels.

Her talking about my dad like that pissed me off to no end. Talking about my dad, who died fighting off rogues to protect the people he loved, like he was scum was always something that pissed me off.

I looked up at the prissy bitch that I'm stuck with for a step-sister and let a smirk come across my face. That only caused her to look confused, but that didn't last long as I curled my hand into a fist and swung it at her face, then heard a satisfying crunch of her nose breaking.

My smirk fell as I glared at my step-sister with as much intensity I could.

"Don't you EVER talk about him like that! You'd probably be dead if not for him! He fought the rogues to protect not only us, but to protect this whole community that he loves. You're an ungrateful little-" I yelled but got cut off by the gym teacher gaping at us.

"May I have a word with you two?" she asked, though everybody knows that she doesn't ask, she tells.

I nodded my head as I quickly changed back into my light brown shirt with a tiger on it and my black skinny jeans. I slipped on my black flip flops as I was finished, taking my purse and backpack out of my locker and hugged Shelly she gave me a sympathetic smile, knowing how much the subject bothered me about my dead father.

Selena sneered at me one last time before we went into the office with me lowly growling at her. The growling is a sign that I'm getting close to my wolf, and close to the nightly shifts.

We took a seat on the light tan chairs and looked at Mrs. Grainger. I wasn't ashamed or apologetic. She deserved what she got. I'm normally never violent, but when it comes to that subject I can be.

I looked around her maroon colored room that matched the school's colors. Her desk was cluttered with papers, but you could still see it was mahogany and her chair was an ivory white. Her walls were white bricks while the floor was carpeted with maroon. She had some pictures of her and her husband, but not much else besides a few trophies the sports won.

She cleared her throat and sighed. This isn't the first time we've been called here because of the same incidents. She looked to me with sympathy, Selena with disappointment.

"Selena, you really need to quit this. You have no right to say what you do and this is getting tiring."

Selena gasped and looked at her like she couldn't believe her ears. Normally I'd get detention while she got off with nothing. I guess she finally sees things my way.