Stacey's Story - Chapter 1

Stacey's Story. By Jasmine Ocean McCabe.

Blurb:
I regret it now. I shouldn't have done it, but there is no turning back now - or changing back, I should say. The only thing I can do, is run.

Chapter 1 - Finders, keepers according to Stacey.

I am Stacey keemer, I am 16, have a gorg-boyfriend, blonde hair, blue eyes, big chest. am one of those sexy, popular girls who EVERYONE knows and loves.
3 years ago now, that it was nearly Mike, my boyfriend's 17th birthday party, and I was, ofcourse, invited. I went along, thinking everything will be fine. I was SO wrong.
It all started when Me and Mike went upstairs and had some fun!
After the party, I was walking home. It was quite dark, and I was not paying any attention to where I was going. I had my eyes half-shut, listening to Ke$ha on my Limited Edition black Ipod, with sexy rhinestoned on the back.
I was stupid enough to take a shortcut down ' druggie lane ' as my friends called it, because frankly, I could not be bothered to walk the extra 5 minutes. And sure enough, there was prostitutes, druggies, dealers, hence it's name. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, and I shivered. I ran as fast as I could, concentrating on the tap-tap-tap of my heels and the boom-boom-boom of my Ipod. I think the boom-boom-boom was more my heartbeat than my Ipod.

It took me ten minutes to get home after that, as I took a wrong turn. I took of my clothes and put on my P.J's.
I heard my phone go, so I answered it, and it was Toni from over the road.
" Hey bubbz, whats up? " I asked her, smiling.
" Look outside your window. " Was all she said, and then she hung up.
I walked over to my window, to see a man standing there, looking up, binoculars and everything.
I opened my window, and was about to yell something unintelligable, when I heard the wind whistling through my ears and Toni's high-pitched scream. I did not know what happened, if it had not been for the sounds, I would not have known what happened.
I opened my mouth to yell at the perv-like man, but pain had me paralyzed. I opened my eyes, and looked around me. I felt dizzy, and my mouth opened into an 'O' of terror. I understood what happened. I looked up, and saw my blood smeared on the open window of my bedroom. the next thing I knew, I screamed, but a hand silenced me, and I fainted.

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' Oh.My.God. ' I thought, as I floated through the darkness. I was numb, and although the light was blinding, it felt dark, mysterious, like it was hiding a terrible secret. I drifted around, and looked down. I saw my body on a metal table, pale, limp, dead-looking. I tried to scream, but no sound come out.
' THIS is what you call weird. it is like being in some ghost film, flying around, seeing my dead body... '
I saw a golden glint. That golden glint stopped my thought in it's tracks. I drifted towards it, and immediately felt happy, like looking at it gave me some sort of buzz. Too weird.
I picked up the glint, and saw what it was : A golden wolves head necklace. It was beautiful.
I tried it on, and everything shot forward, and I felt a pulling sensation. I stopped hovering, and opened my eyes agin, but this time, was in my body.
I felt around my neck, and had the wolf necklace on.
" Stacey Keemer, 16 years, wolf. " Said a voice, of which made me jump.
I bolted up into a sitting position, blinked, and stared. There, was the same man who made me fall from my window.
" Stacey, do you mind if I call you Stace? " He did not wait for any form of a reply, he just continued talking. " My name is Phillius Jared Dennisonn Tyla Stunto Smythingson Lockley, but you can call me Phillius, Phil or Jared. Are you OK, you took quite a fall there! "
I stared at him, bewildered.
" Are you feeling dizzy? " Phillius asked, clearly worried.
" Concussion, broken bones, wounds... " he muttered, more to himself than to me, I assumed.
" I am fine, just annoyed and confused. What is happening? Why am I here? I should be at home on Facebook watching Playboy Mansion! Not lieing on a metal table in some smelly tunnel! " I paused, and looked at Phillius.
" What has happened? " I asked softly.
Phillius stood up and walked around in a circle for a few minutes. At long last, he approached me and began to talk.
" Stace, I have been watching you these past few days and have noticed that you are going through quite a lot of changes. You run fast, you know lots, you shave everyday... don't be embarrased Stace, I know about this stuff, it happens to some people when they change. " He explained.
I gasped. " Change? Change into what? A ho? A goth? Oh.My.GOD am I going to turn into a zitty, sweaty, retainer-wearing nerd? Ohhhh... " I moaned.
Phillius laughed at that, which annoyed me, as I was being serious.
" You will not be a retainer-wearing nerd or anything, you are changing into something. " He told me, still chuckling, in low ho-ho-hos. he reminded me of Santa!
" A nerd IS a thing. If I am not becoming a nerd, what AM I becoming?
" Meet me at Pizza Palace tomorrow at 1 oclock for lunch. "
" BUT WHAT AM I CHANGING INTO? " I yelled.
" Werewolf! " Phillius grinned. Then he vanished.

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And that is the end of chapter one.