Morgan's POV
------------- Monday 6:30am-------------
I woke to the sound of glass breaking and then moaning and groaning. I guess my dad Phill was with another one if his whores from last night "(moan)...(moan)" I rolled my eyes at my weekly wake up that I have come to really hate. I was about get up out of bed but the door beat me to it, "GET YOUR FUCKING ASS UP OUT OF BED YOU SLUT!!!!!" my dad yells at me.
I ended up with one foot on the ground but that must have been to slow for my father, I felt a agonising pain go through my head as Phill pulled me up by my hair and slapped me across my face and threw me to the cold, hard cement floor in my bedroom the basement. I wanted to cry, but if I did Phill would keep on beating me, so I had to bite my tongue.
After 10 minutes of being yelled at, Phill left me to get changed, get ready for school and clean myself up. I went to my small wooden draws and picked out a pair of jeans, a grey t-shirt and my plain black hoody but cautiously put the last of my food I've kept away for emergencies as Phil doesn't feed me much anymore so I have to provide for myself without him knowing. After changing I knocked on the metal door asking Phill to unlock it, within minutes the door was opened and all I saw was bright lights all over the house, it took me a couple of seconds for my eyes to adjust to the light, but I didn't get enough time to know that my school bag was getting thrown at me and ended up falling onto my butt as I winced in pain.
"Get you fat ass up of the floor and get going!" I did as Phill had asked and I quickly but carefully left the house and started walking to school along the rough,grey, cement path.
-------------20 minutes later----------
As I made my way into the school I felt as though someone was watching me, in a swift movement I looked around myself but nothing was there, so I just shrugged it off and kept walking into the school.
I finally got through the main doors and went straight to my locker and got my books that I needed for the day and went into my first class English and sat down in my normal seat near the window.
After about an hour the bell rang and everyone got out of their seats to go to their next class and talk some more, I stayed seated at my desk till everybody left and then left myself to go to my next class which was Math in which I must admit am pretty good at, on my way to class I accidentally bumped into someone and made them drop the stuff they were carrying. "Sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going" and got down on my knees to help pick up the stuff the person was carrying, "it's okay, it was only an accident right, oh by the way I'm Skylar, I'm a new student here" That voice blew me away and I didn't even notice I was starring at him till the next bell rang stating the 2nd class was starting. "Shit!?" I cursed under my breath as I handed the stuff back to him and took of running.
I hope I didn't give him a bad impression, but that will have to wait I have to get to class and fast.
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This is my first story and please give me ideas and so on, plus please tell me if my first chapter is good or not, yeah
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Werewolf(Maybe a little R-rated so if sensitive don't read) Morgan Blackens is a 17 year old girl with a horrible father who started beating her after her mother passed away 3 years ago, after she discovered her mate in a serious situation she wanted to be...
