Iggy Azalea's song Black Widow blared in my ears as we drove down the long winding road that would lead to my next home. We were moving yet again because of my cowardliness, I was a werewolf well almost, I was born into a werewolf family my older brother Luke was a werewolf as were my parents but I hadn't shifted yet, which meant that I couldn't turn into a wolf and at sixteen that wasn't good, I often got teased and bullied because 'I wasn't good enough' or 'I was to ugly' . This was the third time we moved because of me and I had sworn to my self that we wouldn't move again, for the rest of this year I was going to put on a brave face and suck it up.
"Ava, Ava AVA!"
My brothers insistent yelling brought me back from my daydream
"What" I snapped back pulling out my headphones
"We're here" he said pointing towards the house that stood in front of us
I looked out the window to see a nice two story house, it was a nice cream colour with a veranda going around the outside, there was a front gate with a winding path that lead up the front door. I gaped at it through the window it was a beautiful house.
"You know if you keep you're mouth open any longer you are gonna catch flies" my brother sniggered
Seriously he was nineteen and still managed to sound like a five year old!
"That's the oldest comeback in the book" I retorted
He just smirked and got out of the car. I watched after him wondering how he could smirk like that, every time I tried I just looked like a saddo. Sighing I undid my seat belt and followed my parents and brother up to the house.
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Teen FictionAva is a sixteen year-old werewolf only she hasn't shifted yet. After yet another move to get away from bullies she tells herself that she won't run away from the bullies and make her family move away again. But the first day of school comes and Av...
