Wolves in the woods
chapter 1. the news
I dont know how long i was asleep but it wasnt long enough. Because to soon did I hear the sound of my alarm going off with a annoying beeping. The only thing that could be worse than going to school during late March, is going to school in late March on a monday moring.
I know it is unavoidable, so I stop trying to prolong my uprising and get up to get ready for school. But as i stand, i get that annoying feeling in my head that everyone gets when they get up to fast. I steady myself as I make my way to my dresser. I open the drawers and take out a purple t-shirt with the design of a single red rose, and a pair of jeans.
I changed and made my way out of my room into the bathroom to brush my hair, and put it into my usual high ponytail. I looked at the mirror and what do I see? A poor excuse of a girl. It's not that i dont like how I look, but the fact that I'm not human makes me sad. I'm not normal, I am a werewolf, just like my brother Jacob and mom and dad. But as I look past the non human reflection I remeber that it's just that one little thing that makes me better than just another human.
I walked out of the bathroom and headed downstairs to the kitchen where the pleasent smell of bacon and eggs was wavering in air. The joy of having a mom that doesn't have to work untill ten in the morning.
Mom turned around and gave me a big smile and said her usual morning greeting, "good morning sweetie. How did you sleep?" She could fool anyone with her cheery voice, but I know that she dreads mondays just as much as I do. So I go along with the cherade anyway.
"I slept good. Although I still think we need a three or four day weekend. Who was the jerk who made up the week anyway?" I joke as I helped her set the food on the table.
And as soon as everything is on the table, we hear the sound of feet treading down the stairs. And see my big brother Jacob at the doorway. His hair is a mess but mom nor I say anything. He's not your run of the mill seventeen year old boy. He's just like me. He's also a werewolf. Actually my whole family are werewolves. I don't know how, but I learned things about us. Like don't ask why your a werewolf unless you want to sit and listen to a boring two hour long story.
Mom, Jacob,and I sit at the table as Dad comes into the kitchen and sits down also. He looks a mess too. But that's how most everyone in bridgeport looks. It's suck a laidback place it feels like that no one care how we look. But we still try to look good.
Dad looks at mom and they both sigh. Which is never a good thing, because it only means one thing. Bad news.
Mom puts her fork down and starts to tell us whats up. "Kids there is something we need to tell you." She pauses and tells us. "You remember the killings in Saginaw? Well there was one on the Dixie highway last night. And the councille doesn't know who it is. Some of the vampires have rebelled. It's not that bad, but your father and I want you two to be careful of who you trust right now. We dont mean for you kids to be loners, but stay closer to the pack and away from the vampires for a while. Just untill things settle down."
Stay with the pack? Stay away from the vampires? How can I do that when my best friend is a vampire? I start to argue but Jacob beats me to the punch.
"How can they do this? Most of our friends are vampires and they expect us to just drop them like a lost cause?" His anger is almost visable. But we both know that we can't do anything about it. "Come on Alex. We're going to be late for the bus." Jacob said as he got up.
I got up and said goodbye to my parents and followed my big brother out of the house with our jackets and bookbags.
My body is standing with my brother on the corner, but my mind is wandering, and wondering how all this could happen. Why would the vampires rebell? They have had a good life here and there wasn't any problems untill now. Which is why I ask, why did this happen. And how do we stop it?
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