Chapter 1.

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"Don't forget me," I say to my mom as I walk out to my mom's car for the first day of my new school. It is windy out so I need a light jacket.
"Don't worry I won't darling, have a good day," she says.
I ruffle my hair before I get into my moms Ford Escape. It is basically mine because I drive it. She has another car so she really doesn't care that much.
I pull into the parking lot to see basically all eyes on me. I pull into the first available parking spot I put the car in park, grab my bag, I look in my mirror and ruffle my hair and then get out. Everyone is wearing a T-shirt and jeans I suddenly feel overdressed. I am wearing a floral dress shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans and white Sperrys.
Some boys start to whistle, but I am determined to not talk to any of them because I need to keep my grades as they are to get into Michigan University.
Some girl with poker straight hair walks up to me.
"Hi! I am Cassie and ignore those boys. I have grown up with them and all they are is a bunch of dogs." Cassie's voice was laced with a double meaning I didn't catch on to.
"Don't worry I won't be talking to them, I am more worried about my school work than anything," I say.
We talk until she leads me to the main office which is where I am going to get my schedule, locker number, and combination.
"Hi! You must be Ella Watson! We don't usually get new people around here," she says giving me a reassuring smile.
She hands me a map, my locker number and combination, and my schedule.
I walk to my locker and see that I am in between a cheerleader, I know this because she is wearing her uniform, and a football player, I also know this because he is wearing the jersey and has a letterman in his right hand.
I walk to my locker and out my combination in.
"You must be new!?" The cheerleader says as she flips her hair over her shoulder
"Yeah," I say getting out the stuff for my first 5 classes.
"Well, I am Hillary," she says giving me a side hug.
"I'm Ella," I say.
"The boy to your right I Jackson. Jackson say 'hi'," she says.
"Hey," he say ignoring Hilary's order to say 'hi' not 'hey'.
"Do you ever listen?" She ask Jackson.
"Yes, just not to you," he says giving her a cheeky smile then it changes into him puckering up his lips and making kissing noises.
Jackson walks away then Hillary says,"He's my m-boyfriend."
"You two are a really cute couple," I say shutting my locker. As we are walking down the hall I start to wonder what word she was trying to cover boyfriend up with.
"What is your first class?" She asks.
"College prep, that's what the next five are," I say. Who wants to have college prep for 5 straight periods?
"Well, we have the same schedule then. But I know what you're thinking. 'who wants to have college prep for 5 periods on a row'," she says laughing. We walk up the stairs and make a right. It takes us into a classroom.
She sits down in the 4th row and ushers me to sit beside her.
I take the seat next to her and then all of the people start to file in because the warning bell rings. A group of hot boys walking into together. The blonde and I lock eyes and he mutters something inaudible, but I don't pay attention because the teacher starts to talk.
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The next five classes go by in a breeze and then the bell sounds and it is lunch time.
"Hey sit with me at lunch," Hillary says. She grabs my arm and drags me to a table filled with people that are mostly in my first class.
"Everyone this is-"
"Ella," Jackson says cutting her off, and if looks could kill he would six feet under.
"Thanks Jackson." she said flopping down beside him. He wraps his arm around her.
Cassie walks over to me and grabs my hand.
She pulls me to a table filled with her friends. I suddenly feel really awkward because I know none these people, but at the other table I only knew two.
"What are you doing hanging out with them? Do you even know what they are?" She asks.
"What are you talking about. They are harmless?" I say.
She mutters something. I hear it, but I don't think I should of because she says, "Harmless, how could a werewolf be harmless?."
Werewolf? The werewolf known as a lycanthrope or folkloric or mythological human with the ability to shape shift into a wolf or therianthropic hybrid wolf-like creature, either purposely or after being placed under a curse of affliction.
This town is weird.
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cliffhanger.

Updated Friday, January 9th 2015.
Sneak peak: Sunday January 11th 2015.

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