The Year of the Wolf (Completed) (Book One of The Almair Series)

Chapter 10 (Edited)

"Well, well, well, look who is not talking to one another," Celestine McLean said, while Mia and I walked in, not talking to each other. "Did little Martha make Mia upset?" she asked, making a baby voice, while she talked to us. She pouted and stuck her finger in her mouth, trying to make fun of us, even though she wasn't helping herself out with acting like that.

Celestine Paris was her name, and we've been in the same grade since elementary school. She had brown hair, that she bleached, so it would look white blonde. She had gray eyes, that seemed to always have this mean glint in them, when she was looking or talking to me. Her facial features were soft, making her look younger than she was, even though she was 15 like me. She stood at 5'5 and she didn't even that much muscle, yet she still tried to pick on me.

Sure, Celestine was nice to everyone else, but she wasn't to me. I didn't know what I did to her, but she would always act snarky towards me. She acted as if she was better than me, even though I was certain it was the other way around.

I rolled my eyes, getting rather annoyed with her behavior. I gritted my teeth together, trying to keep myself from punching her in the neck. "Leave us alone, Celestine," I said, going to my locker. I hated her so much. She made my life a living hell, even though we've known each other since grade school. I was sure we had known each other longer than that, because we had the same karate teacher when we were younger.

We, or Mia and I, plus the rest of the 13 girls in this class, had gym for first period. The good thing was, we had our own lockers for putting our stuff in. Unlike the teenage boys, we didn't have to share a locker. However, I did have my basketball stuff in my gym locker, so that I wouldn't have to worry about having two lockers.

"It's Bella now remember?" she asked with a scoff. She rolled her eyes, probably annoyed that I kept using her real name. However, she had changed it a few months ago, and old habits died hard. "And besides, I can pick on you when I want to. There is no law that states I can't pick on you."

I hid an eyeroll, knowing that arguing with her wouldn't do me any good. She would keep picking on me, even though I was probably more popular than her, even though I was counted as a loner. I didn't really hang out with people, besides Mia and James. However, I was more of a loner, because they didn't seem to want to hang out with me anymore.

I shook my head and grabbed my track shirt and a pair of shorts. I had placed a tank top underneath my shirt, so that if I did get hot then, I would be able to use that. However, since the mark had appeared yesterday, I wouldn't be able wear just a tank top or regular T-Shirts anymore.

No one knew about my mark, and I wanted to keep it that way. If that meant that I had to cover up, then so be it. I would keep it covered and make sure that no one saw it. Even though, I had placed a bandage over it.

I knew that one day, I was going to have to take the bandage off and let them see the mark. However, I just hoped that it wouldn't be so soon. I wanted to make sure that I was ready for people to know that I was the Almair. But, I was sure that some people all ready knew about me being the Almair, because I had been getting weird looks from people, probably from the day I had been born.

There was probably a way that I could know that a person was either a Wolf, Horse or Tiger, but I didn't know how to know. However, I was sure that I was going to be finding out sooner than later, because of what I had to do.

I just hoped that I would be able to survive this and do my duty of protecting the three clans from the Dark Forces.