Sitting in class and taking notes from the back was a bit hard considering I left my glasses at home by accident, desperately trying not to be late again. After about another squinting caused headache started to form and I pretty much gave up on trying to take notes. My phone vibrated in my back pocket and I took it out to read it.
There was a picture of me squinting trying to see and then under it said freak of nature failing. It was from an unknown number. But I knew who it was. She had been doing it through out highschool. Her name was Bridget Packer who you might be more familiar with if I call her queen bitch on the school. She had shoulder length red hair pin straight and not to be stereotypical but she looked exactly how you would imagine and queen B looking.
I kept my face blank and shut my phone off. Trying to make it seem like I didn't care when in reality I did and it hurt a lot.
I ignored my phone the rest of class trying to just write what I could hear of my teacher talking. Could he possibly talk slower? This isn't a race to finish your sentence first.
After class was over finally I grudgingly left. Not looking forward to the waiting babaloons. After Bridget and her followers harassed me to my locker giving me a few shoves they left. The rest of my day went on like normal with a text from Stella saying she wasn't opening the library today so I was off. Yay.
Since I had no plans I went home after school stopping at subway to get something for dinner hoping to avoid my brother as much as possible.
When I got home my brothers truck wasn't parked out front. Maybe he went out with his friends? Whatever I didn't care very much. I showered and let down my dark thick head of hair. It had a natural curl/wave to it and was pretty long going to about my belly button in the front.
I changed into a light white sweater and some jean shorts.
Since the day was cool I decided to take a walk to the small lake on the property. I packed a small black bag with my food and water with my art supplies and headed out.
The walk to the lake was about 20 minutes. I ate dinner then decided to draw something.
Not really knowing what I started off with almost a ball shape. Soon the ball turned into a light bulb and then a girl inside wearing a blue flowing dress.
(Real artist is @jawadalghezi on instagram)
After a few hours it was time to head home. So I did. Once I reached the house I saw my brothers truck. Welp I knew I couldn't avoid him forever.
I walked inside to the kitchen.
"Where the hell have you been Rosaline!?" My brother said harshly almost out of breathe.
"The lake?" I answered though it came out more of a question then anything else.
"I called you a million times trying to check on you I thought something had happened to you!" He said trying to calm his breathing.
I couldn't help the scoff that came out of my mouth.
"What?" He asked "What was that about?"
"Nothing" I said trying to turn away from him.
He gave me a look that said he wasn't gonna leave it alone.
" I just find it a but funny that you supposedly care that's all."
"How could you say that I am your brother of course I care" he said annoyed.
"You got a funny way of showing it then seeing as you don't talk to me, you hang out with people who bully me and never say a word, you don't ask me how my day was or even how things are going health wise. So tell what exactly do you care about!?" I said my voice getting louder as I went on since I was getting more and more frustrated by the second.
"Rose.... I...."
"That's exactly what I thought" I said all of a sudden very tired.
~Again unedited sorry for any mistakes or anything like that!~
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Just A Girl
WerewolfRosaline is a werewolf unable to transform into a werewolf due to an illness that will take her life. So what happens when she finds out she is the werewolf kings mate? Go with her as she navigates as best as she can through friends,mate, illness, f...