Call of the Lycan

Chapter One- Awakening

Jaden awoke to the squal of her alarm clock. It was the first day of her Senior year of high school. This year was a brand new start, new school even. Granted she missed her old friends dearly, but there really wasn't much that could be done about her father's work transfering him out of state. They had moved their small family from Washington to the grand old state of California.

This was going to be a huge adjustment from the huge inner city school Jaden used to attend, now the town the lived in barely had an population over a thousand. Jaden thought of herself as being rather ordinary, if not slightly overweight with pale brown hair and pale moss green eyes. She currently had her hair cropped in what they deemed to be a pixy cut. Though she couldn't really figure why people called it that, after all who has seen a pixy sporting the same hair style.

She grumbled to herself as she pulled her jeans and tank top on; ruffled up her hair and grabbed up the keys to a beat up 1980 chevy truck, that looked and sounded like a tank.

Jaden ducked through the livingroom quickly; dodging unpacked moving boxes, this morning of all mornings she didn't feel like sitting down to breakfast and listening to her mother fawn over her new school. Going on about all of the opportunities she had and had better take advantange of because she did not have that good growing up herself.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she finally stepped out the door and caught sight of the old green truck. Even more sighs when she managed to get behind the wheel and heard the old thing rumble to life.

She glanced in the rearview mirror to see her mother shouting at her and waving a piece of toast. Jaden just stuck her arm out the window and waved jauntily before throwing the truck out of park and into drive; spitting gravel as she lunged away from the house and on to the gravel lane.

She sighed loudly a cloud of dust gathering behind her truck. In three days time she would be eighteen, the thought of moving back to her old home and living with her grandmother crossed her mind. After she turned eighteen there was nothing her parents could do to stop her then.

After a short time she could see the american flag wavving above the trees in front of her new high school. Luckily she didnt get too lost as being her dad only showed her the way to the a cursed school only once before expecting her to return to the damn place.

Her old truck spit out more gravel as she pulled off the lane into the student parking lot, as she pulled into a space she slapped the parking pass up on her dash and consider the pack of menthal smokes sitting beneathe the radio as the first bell rang. Jaden cursed and grabbed up her bag and transfer papers.