Brallon~ Raised By Wolves

New School, Different Me.

A/N I'm so sorry I made this book depressing. Notice how many updates I've made? Are you proud of me?

~With Our Pal Beebo~

"Brendon, it's time to wake up, you have school." Brendon lets out a whine.

"No Dally... I want cuddles..."

He hears a sigh.

"Brendon it's your mom, not Dallon," Brendon's eyes shoot open. He forgot where he was...

"O-oh..." he nods and gets out of bed.

"Once you're done getting dress come downstairs," Bren nods. The door shuts and he walks over to the drawer searching for clothes.

He hated all of them, just because they weren't from Dallon.

Brendon changes into some jeans and a black shirt. He throws a sweater on top and puts his hood up walking downstairs.

"Morning Brendon, would you like any breakfast?" Grace asks kindly.

Brendon shakes his head no.

"Okay, Kyla! Kara! Matt! Mason! Come on! We gotta go!" Brendon's siblings appear and they all run outside.

Brendon stares out the window.

"You coming?" Grace asks softly while approaching her son with a backpack.

Brendon shakes his head no. "I'm going to walk."

"But Brendon-" the wolf boy walks outside, he walks to the end of the driveway before he realizes that this isn't the same neighbourhood as Dallon's.

"Come on Bren," Grace says while handing him the backpack and walking over the car and getting in. Brendon looks down and frowns. New school. New people. New everything...

Brendon nods and climbs into the car.

A couple minutes later of driving Brendon arrives at his new school.

Everyone including him gets out of the car.

"Bye kids! Love you!" Grace drives away and Brendon takes a few deep breaths before walking into the school.

As soon as he walk in he felt uncomfortable. Luckily no one gave him a weird look, he looks around, all his siblings left him.

Bren has no idea where to go.

"W-Where does Brenny go with Dallon... class... but where is class?... maybe if I go to the o-of... o-oof... office." Brendon mumbles to himself.

He looks left. There was a hallway leading to the gym. Brendon look to the right to see a sign that says office.

Bren walks over to the desk.

"How May I help you?" A lady asks.

"U-um, I'm n-new... d-don't know where to go..." the lady nods and starts typing something up.

"Brendon Urie?" Brendon shrugs.

"Are you Brendon Urie?" Brendon is starting to get annoyed, he nods.

"Great! Just wait, we have a student that will show you around, he is in all of your classes, his name is Ray, you may take a seat over there," the lady says while pointing at a couple chairs.

Brendon sits down and waits a solid minute before a boy with an afro appears.

"Okay Brendon, this is Ray, he'll be showing you around and he's in all of your classes!" The lady says cheerfully.

Brendon nervously gets up with his bag, he waves at the other male. Ray smiles and waves back.

"Well, let's begin the tour," Brendon nods and the two set off...