Chapter 1
Nat
Hey, I’m Nat. I’m fourteen years old. My name’s not actually Nat-it’s Nathaniel. A really embarrassing name, am I right? So I shortened it to Nat. Other than that, I’ve only got two other embarrassing things about me- I have an odd bright white streak in my hair right above my left temple. And I’ve got white eyes. Most people have brown eyes or green eyes, but I’ve got white ones. I think it annoys people, because it makes every single bully in Oklahoma pick on me, so I try to keep my head down as much as I can. Every one has a secret right? Well, I’ve got one, and I won’t tell anybody. If I did, they’d sent me directly to a mental hospital. And besides, it only happens if I want it to, and on full moons. Oops, I think I just gave something away. Well, don’t let this secret bother you too much, because you’ll find out in a minute. I know exactly what you’re saying/thinking right now- “Please will you tell me Nat?” well, NO I won’t! Okay, I’m a Wolf. Well, since I’m human too, I guess I’m a Ware-wolf. OH MY GOD I HATE MYSELF!!!!! Ladies and gentlemen, shut your ears, because there’s going a little screaming now. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!! WHY DID I SAY THAT?! *$%#@&^*!!!!! AAAAHHHH!!!!!
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Sorry about that. Well, now that you know, I won’t need to go into all the details about stuff. All I need to tell you about is S.C.H.O.O.L. S.C.H.O.O.O.L isn’t a normal school. It stands for: Super Cool Highly Oxygenized Oasis of Luck. It just has the word Luck in it because the only kids who go there are very un-lucky. I go there because my parents found out that I was a wolf and got scared of me. Now I’m in California at a boarding school. Not S.C.O.O.L, just a school. A week later I ran away and found myself in Vermont. I don’t know how. Well, I was in the forest, when I got lost. The moon came up and I wanted to get somewhere safe quickly, so I changed myself into a Wolf. I don’t exactly remember what happened then. My Wolf-self takes over me, you see, and whenever I change into it, I get nearly all of my energy sucked to somewhere halfway across the planet. I bounded through the forest. Light came up and a boy a little older than I was, maybe sixteen or seventeen, came out of the trees and towards me. That boy was either very stupid, or he saw that I was human. I think he saw that I was a human. He tried to calm me down, and it worked a little bit, but enough so that he could take me to S.C.H.O.O.L. By then, I had been trying to get away from him, but by the time we got there, I was already amazingly tired. My Wolf had really done it. When we got there, the second I got onto the boundaries, I collapsed, and formed back into myself. The boy with me called for help, but it all sounded tinny and far away. A couple people came and picked me up. A couple minutes later, they put me down on a bed and I passed out cold.
Chapter 2
Quinn
I woke up a day later and I felt fine. I got the news that in the time that I was out, a new girl had come. The kid who told me said that she was very odd looking. Not as odd looking as me, I thought. The kid also told me that my first lesson was in place 3J. I got some books I needed and headed out. I still kept my head down in case there were any bullies at this school. The bad thing was, that when I put my head down, I can’t see! I hoped I didn’t bump into anybody and make an enemy or make fool of myself on my first day. BAM! I spoke to soon. Books flew everywhere. On my way down, one of my big books came out of my grip and I heard a thump, then a moan. Uh, oh. I felt fangs grow in my mouth and willed myself not to bite myself, or the person I bumped into. Un easily, I looked up. Oh, no! I had bumped into a girl! I had hit a girl! And on my first day! The girl had a bruise forming on her forehead right above her eyebrow. It was bleeding a little bit. Her head was down just as mine always was.
“I’m so sorry,” I said. “I was stupid. I wasn’t looking up.” The girl shifted. “No, It was my fault. I was running and I wasn’t looking up. You’ve got some grip on those books of yours.” She joked. Her voice was sweet. It had that sort of song quality to it, like whenever she spoke, she was singing. I liked it. I remembered her wound. I ripped a piece of cloth off my shirt and leaned toward her “Here,” I said. “Look up.” She shook her head, and a splash of blood landed on the ground, next to my knee. She tried to get up, but swayed and collapsed. I lunged out and caught her head before it hit the ground. Another splash of blood landed on her other blood, forming her own personal pool of blood. I needed to help her. Immediately, she covered her eyes and said, “Please don’t! You’ll start laughing at me.”
I was worried about what was up with her eyes, but wanted to stop her bleeding, because her hand was now red with her blood dripping onto it, adding to her pool, wich was now the size of my hand. I sat her up and took her hands away from her face. I shot backwards, my eyes wide. Her eyes were red. They were glowing. I tried to ignore them, but the girl kept on saying, “See, I told you they were weird.”
“Stop it already! Your eyes are not that different from mine. Just let me clean your cut!” Finally, She let me. I talked to her as I wiped her bruise.
“So, What’s your name? I’m Nat.”
“Quinn.”
“How old are you? I’m fourteen.”
“Same. OW!”
“Sorry.”
Fifteen minutes later, I was done. It was still bleeding a bit, but it was good enough. I had to bring her to the nurse. I helped Quinn stand. She waved me off. “I can walk by myself.” She took a step. She wobbled, but managed to stay upright. Good. She took another step. Her knees buckled under her. “Woa!” I shot out and caught her. I laughed. “How ‘bout I take it from here?” She nodded, and another drop of blood was added to her pool.
Chapter 3
Book
The classes at S.C.O.O.L were weird. Instead of things like English and Art, we had things like
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