the love of a mutt and a fullblood struggle |
It was a warm summer night the night I died for the first time.My name is Cassidiy this is my story. January 1St Oregon is the smuggest place ever. It's even smug in the winter why does my aunt have to live here? I am 16 years old and my parents have decided they want to explore the world while they are still "young". So I am stuck with my aunt and cousin for the next few years. "oh cassidy how you have grown." Ugh I swear she is so typical its like you can almost read my aunt Iva's mind. I mean seriously what did she expect me to be 6 forever? I can already tell this is going to be a long stupid and boring place for me. "P-Ville" they call this place more like suckish ville there is not even a mall what am I going to do without Hollister? I'm a bit of a Prep, it came naturally with my tan skin, slim body, dark read hair, and leafy green eyes. I never looked like anyone in my family it always seemed wierd to me. January4th My first day of school, I feel like such a prospect like a should be on a table because everyone is already examining me. I feel like such an alien I keep wishing this is all a dream and I will open my eyes and be back in Reno but its not and that is not going to happen. I get to third period and my lab partner in chemistry is the cutest guy I have ever seen I smile at him hoping he would talk to me but no such luck. well goshen thats my luck I doodle on my notepad the whole time in that class and the bell rings before I knew it. Walking out of the class my lab partner bends over and says "what a good picture". Wow three words he talked to me ahh that was so uberly amazing. I keep thinking of how hungry I am and how I wish forth period would be over soon so I could go to lunch. my cousin and her friends sit with me at lunch and the guy from chem. passes me as him and his friends pass me. peoples chairs start coming out from under them as if someone pulled a huge prank. 'his name is Louis and he is a bad boy along with the rest of them." my cousin pointed out. Goshen I would like a bad boy ugh why does this always happen to me? I eat my lunch and I head outside to talk on the phone with my friends. Louis and his friends pass and the wind starts to blow very strongly. "That was wierd" I mutter then head back in to the school just as the bell rong for class. I draw Louis and his friends in a picture in fifth it looks like a pack of wolfs, little did I know at the time that is exactly what they are |