Skyler ( slow updates)

Skyler ( slow updates)

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The next morning I wake up I don't wake up to an alarm them stupid beeping evil demons!! my parents found out that I didn't like them or need one as I was always up an hour before they would come to wake me up they had put an alarm in my room when I was ten the fourth day that it was in there it went off and all they heard was a loud danging and they ran in to my room to see me betting it up with a softball bat after that they never put one back in my room and I was able to get up with out that annoying beep beep beep crap like other kids seemed to use when they couldn't get them selves up out of bed for school in the morning.( first storie so if this little info don't make you want to read it blah hehe but this is a about a hybrid werewolves girl she is in high school and she and her family had to move from her old pack see why and what happens to her when she finally shifts and learns what she is join her on this journey :-)
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New town. New identity. Same crazy. I love it!!! (insert enthusiastic voice ) (cough, cough) Not!! I hate it. I hate having to to hide who I am. But to protect the civilians and my new home from being destroyed like my last ones, I have obey the leader's rule. No matter if I do disapprove. But all of that changes when I meet, more like bump into someone who's special. ... DOOR OPENS. "Naomi Satchel!" my mother yells as she comes blaring through the doors. "Yes?" I say as I still lie under the covers. My mother pulls my cover from my body and tosses it on the floor. I quickly sit up in my bed and glare at her. "Get your ass up now you have half an hour left before your first-period starts and you better not be late," she demands. "Mom, this isn't my school. This isn't my home. I don't want to go." I whine and beg my mother at the same time to let me stay home. What was I thinking? My mom has an image to uphold being this perfect mother who loves and cares about her little baby girl. We both know the truth. Until a few years ago, I never even knew she existed. She and my father both agreed to send me here because they couldn't stand the fact that I fell in love with a black boy. Although neither of them would ever admit, that's the only reason why I know of her. I don't want to attend a school where I'm going to have to forsake who I truly am just to fit into their liking. How can I explain that to my mom when she sees everything to be black and white.

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