Once I was at my house, this giant pain struck all over my body.
Is this apart of the rejection thingy, or something.
It kept going, the pain wouldn't stop.
I screamed out in pain from the amount of pain going through my body.
What the hell is wrong with me?!
'The question is what the hell is happening to our MATE!'
'What are you talking about,' I asked my Piper, my cat.
'You know what, your dumbass will figure it out, I'm done talking to you!'
God dammit! even my cat is mad at me.
Suddenly the pain all over stop and I let out a sigh of relief.
That's when the door bell rang.
Walking to the door, I say three figures at the door.
When I opened it, I say Veronica and Vick's two older brothers, Calum, Luke, and my friend, Zayn.
I met Zayn on the first day of school. I ran into him when I ran out of the room where me and Nash made out.
He was kind of into himself but he was an amazing person to be around.
He had dark brown hair with a blonde streak in his hair he was tall too, with brood shoulders, and reeeeeally buff.
And very hot!
"Hey what are you guys doing here," I asked kind of worried at what they would say.
"Band practice, remember?"
"Oh, yeah. come in," I waved them in, then took them to the my music room my dad set up for me.
I bet your wondering, " how does she already have a band and she's only been her for two weeks!?"
Well my music teacher gave us a project were we have to group up and sing together like a concert.
Sometimes I wonder what I was high on when I picked that class.
"So how many songs do we have to do?"
"At least one but we can do as many as we want. We get the whole class period," Luke answered, his lip ring shinning in the lights in the room.
And that lip ring made his appearance even cuter.
"K, how many songs do you guys want to play?"
"Two sounds good for me," everyone agreed.
"Oh good! I got four songs here to chose from."
I walked over to the piano where I kept my music.
"I didn't know you played piano," Calum asked surprised.
"I don't I just sing," I shrugged.
He nodded, noticing I wasn't in the mood to talk.
I handed them the music and they read through it.
"Did you write this," Zayn asked.
"Yeah."
"This is amazing," Calum and Luke said at the same time.
"I don't know which one to chose from."
"Well how bout we play all four of them and then see which on we want to play.
They nodded and grabbed an instrument.
Luke grabbed the guitar, Calum the bass and Zayn got behind the drum set.
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Werewolf"Now what if you were a fifteen year old in high school and gets bullied by other high school boys. Seems like what a normal life of a teenage boy nerd, but that's the problem. I'm not a normal teenager, and I'm sure as hell not a boy." . . . . Joze...