I head downstairs and grab some toast my mother had prepared with eggs. I only grab the buttered toast as my mother protests about me not eating my breakfast, as turning to kiss her on her cheek state, "really mom I have to go" I grab my keys to the car.
Leaving the house, I take off. Today I need to pick Stephanie up. This girl is so much fun. We play volleyball, track, and soccer together. We're playing a team from another state today, so that's cool.
We won the State Championship match for our soccer team. Our team is now competing against teams from other states. If I'm fast because I'm a werewolf, is that cheating? Hey, everyone has a gift, and this is mine."
I am so excited as I drive up to Stephanie's place and honk the horn. We wave to her mother, who is trimming the hedges. Stephanie runs outside while talking on her cell phone. I know she's talking to her new crush because she is blushing. She and I never had a steady relationship. Hopefully, after graduation, we will find "The One."
Stephanie jumps into the car through the open window. My car is a red convertible Mustang. Because of my parents, I got a job and bought my car; it is not all brand-new and shiny. OK, so maybe she needs some paint, but she's my baby. Stephanie and I wave goodbye as I pull out of the driveway. Her mother yells aloud, "Kick their butts, girls! " We laughed and yelled back, "We will run them over!" We got this! My wolf replies, "Don't be overconfident!"
I reply in my head back to her, "Hey we have you and I on the team. No one can outrun us! We are more agile, with better eyesight, senses, strength, and speed. We always win!"
She does a humph in my head. "We will see Alexi. Today may be different."
I chuckle to myself as Kiki is always full of warnings. Do not kiss that boy, do not be so overconfident. She is worse than my parents.
In my attempt to kiss Jeremy (my ex), my claws protruded and tore at his shirt. It was the most humiliating experience of my life. He looked at me and asked, "What is your problem?"
I mean, I had shredded his shirt. So yep, no kissing human boys.
Kids are parking and finding their cliques as we arrive at school. It comprises the Emu kids, the druggies, the rockers, the country people (they wear cowboy hats and stuff), and the geeks, etc.
Stephanie and I have all blonde friends, but this was not our intention. Therefore, our friends at school call us the Barbie gang. 1. No, we're not a gang. 2. We are not and never will look like Barbie. Our hair is blonde, and our bodies are athletic.
Our friends Rachel and Bethany run up to us as we're pulling into our parking space. Rachel is bursting with excitement over the latest gossip. Rachel asks, "Did you know Jessica is kissing Jeremy over there?"? Girls, no worries. I am so totally over Jeremy.
The smirk on his face catches my attention, and I ignore it.
Stephanie and I have honors classes. Our classes are pretty much easy this year. We completed most of our major classes before our senior year.
Our first class is art. I love art so much. I love drawing the woods, nature, and waterfalls. Today I am working on a portrait of Kiki with her white and gold fur. She is so beautiful and even if she is a nag; I love her. Kiki is loving the painting and letting me know where I need to fix her fur coloring. I giggle, she thinks I am conceited.
Since Stephanie is not really into art, she is bored. She only took the class with me because I begged her to do so. She may try to draw a cat. We will just call that modern art, okay?
There is a lot of commotion outside. This is the soccer team, "The Redwood Wolves". Before our game today, they will attend some of our classes to see what it is like at a different school.
We watched them get off the bus from the window. All the children in our class are in awe of the team. It looks like the Redwood Wolves are all athletic gods getting off the bus. I could not keep myself from staring at them out the window.
I was not paying attention until this gorgeous hot guy caught my attention. It was like time had stopped and I could not stop looking at him as our eyes locked. I shook myself out of my trance and I turned back to painting my wolf and continued to shake my head.
Ahem! Ms. Greens states to the class. We have some students joining our class right now.
Ms. Greens looks at the incoming students and asks them to take any available stool and canvas. She (Ms. Greens) then asks the Redwood wolves kids to introduce themselves.
The guy with the dark hair I locked eyes with earlier was sitting right behind me. He leans over and whispers in my ear, asking what pack I am from?
What??? That is the silliest question I have ever heard. "What pack am I from?" I reply. He never gets to respond as Ms. Green asked him to introduce himself next.
He stands up and looks over the class. He smiles a big, bright smile. I am Nicholas Wood and the Captain of our soccer team. We are from Redwood Highschool. We are here to kick your butts today in the game. He laughed.
I stand up and turn around, pointing my finger into his chest and state "Whatever!" "I am the captain of our team, "The Warrior Falcons". We will totally annihilate your team." Then I turn around to the rest of the class. Stick my fisted hand up in the air and yell, "Go, Falcons. " The rest of the class cheers in return.
Ms. Greens asks me to sit down and welcome our recent visitors. I slam my behind back on my stool and huff. I mutter in a faint voice welcome to our school – then humph.
I glare at Mr. Tall. Dark hair and gorgeous turning around to resume my painting of Kiki. Nicholas is staring at my painting over my shoulder. I can feel his eyes just staring. I ignore him as he whispers in my ear, "Is that your wolf?" I turn in shock!! I then reply, "Why would I own a wolf? "Kiki is laughing really hard on the back of my head. I tell her, "Really? You are laughing at me?" I can't let anyone know I am a wolf." She laughs back. "So is he." "I know Kiki. He is a wolf from their team." I reply.
Being snapped out of my conversation I hear Nicholas whispering, "I can tell you are talking to your wolf" "If that is her you are painting, she is beautiful" Kiki in the back of my head starts preening and stating, "I like this boy. What a smart boy!" I decided not to reply as I am not sure how to reply. I just look at him like he is crazy.
As soon as the bell rings I dash out of class before Nicholas tries to talk to me more or even worst yet follows me. That pompous, overconfident idiot would annoy the heck out of me.
Nicolas is right behind me as I make it to my next class. "Really?" I am wondering how he followed me. Because of my wolf speed, I can usually keep anyone off my trail. I don't know how he could have followed me.
My face turns red - I am getting so angry. - calm down, I tell myself. The wolf inside me needs to calm down as not to tear apart the next person who walks by. Taking a deep breath, I exhale. As I looked at Nicholas again, I pointed into his chest. How are you following me? I have this superpower, I can usually ditch anyone." he laughed as he replied, "I followed your scent."
I wonder if I smell bad.
Watching me talk to Nicholas as I walk into class, my girls raise their eyebrows. Glaring at them, I explain it is not what they think. Although Nicholas was about to talk to me, I did not want to continue the conversation.
I walked over to my girls and sat down. I roll my eyes when Stephanie asks, "Who is this hottie?"
"Don't you remember Steph? Do you recollect when he introduced himself to our art class?" The girls laughed. "Remember, he's that arrogant Redwood Wolf captain who thinks he can kick our butts. Whatever!" I snorted. "I know, I know. He's just like me!" They teased me.
I wonder why he is stalking me. It is seriously creepy!
I look over and see Jeremy sitting next to Nicolas. I have werewolf hearing, so I can hear what they are talking about. Nicolas is just staring at me, and Jeremy noticed. Jeremy stated to him, "Man, don't even think about her. She is a part of the Barbie clan over there. They really do not date. I thought we were going to hit it off. Alexi and I that is. I went to give her a kiss and, you know what she did? She totally ripped up my shirt and then ran. She has not talked to me since. I even tried to make her jealous by kissing Stacy in front of her. No effect on her man." Hearing that, I laughed to myself. Jeremy continues to talk to Nicolas, stating, "She is going to beat you in soccer, she is really that good. She is like a one-person team. She is faster and athletically more gifted than anyone I know." Nicolas mutters, "Today she will lose I guarantee you." He smirks. Every class Nicolas follows me as I continue to ignore him. He will not get me angry. I am
I am lifted by Nicholas as he stands up. And with a daring look, he said, "Come on, Barbie! Race you back!" Oh, he is so pompous! As I shifted while jumping, I shouted, "Game on!" Do I have a competitive streak? Yes, with a capital "C". As I ran and jumped over him, I thought I would leave him behind. But I was wrong. He leaped over me to lead the way. Obviously, I'm not having it. In all honesty, it was fun hanging out with someone like me. The wolves enjoyed their time as well. Besides prancing around, Kiki was also competitive, attempting to outrun the wolf. We found the field was empty when we shifted back and returned. I looked for my friends, but they had left. Because neither team captain was present, all members of the team left. We find out that they have moved the game to tomorrow. I entered the locker room to get dressed. It seems the girls have gotten another ride home. There is no sign of them in the parking lot. Nicolas' bus was still waiting fo
Together, my parents and I enjoy watching TV. Sheldon was our favorite show when he was young. The show is hilarious. My mother holds my head as I fall asleep. As I hear my mother say, "Honey, you need to get to bed.". I stand up and rub my eyes before walking to the stairs. I lie down on my bed when I reach my room. In my pocket, my phone buzzes. Apparently, someone texted me. My friends have been asking about Nicolas and me several times. The latest one was from Nicolas. "Hey, just checking to see if you made it home okay" Yes, I did. "I asked my parents about who I am." "What did they say?" Nicolas asks. They know nothing, honestly. In the note they left on the curb, they kindly requested that their baby princess be taken care of. Besides the note, I also had a gold wolf necklace. Doesn't that sound strange? My parents ab
We were under a lot of pressure as a team. But what was I expecting? They were up against actual wolves. It wasn't just their strength that mattered. Their agility was just as impressive. My team possessed these characteristics. Esther, who held the ball, was the weakest player on the team. Should the ball go out of bounds, my heart broke for her. I can only imagine how devastating it would be for her. Only minutes remained in the game. Upon making my wish for Esther's sake, she made her a net within minutes. Ultimately, both teams' scores are tied. Ester's face was a mixture of shivers, tears, and smiles. It was a joyous moment for all of us. Nicolas approached me as I headed off to the field. Nicolas asked me, "Are you picking me up later?" I smiled, "I might." I kept on walking, pretending to ignore him. After that, he threw me over the shoulder with the remark, "Ignore me now!" I screamed and started hitting his back. "LET ME DOWN!
I pull up in front of the hotel where Nicolas is waiting. He smiles and jumps in the car. I ask him about pack life and what a normal day is like? What are his mother and father were like? Did he have siblings? I had learned his father was the Alpha of the pack and that when Nicolas became of age, the title would pass down to him. He has 2 sisters and another brother. I wonder if my biological parents had other children. In both human and wolf form, Nicolas said they trained often in self-defense. Parking is a short distance away from Cullies. Seeing my friends, I wave. I walk with them to their booth. It is a large, half-circular booth. Nicole let me slide into the booth first. He then slid right beside me. Wrapping an arm around my shoulders. At the table, we share food like mozzarella sticks, chicken strips, and nachos. Rachel brought a date; the other girls swung solo. We laughed a lot, joked around, and sang a lot. After checking my cell phone, it was time to go
After Nicolas hops into Alexi's bedroom window, he is in shock to see me. He growls ready to pounce.. "Who are you?" Nicolas demands in his Alpha voice. I am part fairy, so the Alpha voice doesn't work on me, but out of regard for the werewolves' traditions of honor and respect I bow my head. "Hush now Alpha Nicolas, I am Alora, Alexi's personal guard and one of the beta's to her father the King. I only opened the window and let you in so we can get Alexandria out of here." He calms down and looks perplexed. "Are you the person who shows up in Alexis's dreams?" Nicolas asks quizzically. "That I am, young Alpha." "Alexandria is not just any Royal. She is the king's only daughter. Because of her being the White wolf from prophesies she had to be hidden. We will discuss this more when she walks in.” Alexi walks in and her eyes were open wide in shock to see the woman from her dreams sitting on her bed. "Your real?" "Yes, and every
It started sprinkling over my head as I roll around on the bed having a wet dream and no; it is not the kind you are thinking of. The rain outside transferred into a rainstorm in my dream which annoyingly had a voice yelling Wake your ass up!! My eyes open with the rain sprinkling on my face. "What the HECK Alora?" Alora snickers. "That will teach you not to set your alarm. Really, Alexi, it could have been worst. I could have transported you to the field in nothing but your t-shirt and panties." Now get your butt up!!!" Alora snaps her fingers and mumbles some words and the sprinkling of water stopped and all was dry again. Throwing my legs over the bed, pulling my t-shirt down as to cover my lacy black panties. I scream out of embarrassment as I am looking up; I see Nicolas leaning in the open-door. Nicolas has a smirk on his face chuckling as he saw what had happened. "Looks like Princess needs more discipline." Nicolas chuckles. "By the wa
Alexi focuses this time on being called Barbie. As a fireball forms, Alexi watches it grow until it is about the size of a baseball, and then she slams it into the lake. As she laughed and jubilates, she jumps up and down. I've done it, guys; I controlled it! But of course, my drill instructor Alora stated, "This is only once you had control, Alexandria, not worth a party." I growled and formed the next fireball easily. Slamming the fireball again in the lake. Showing off, I created a fireball in each hand and juggled the fireballs. Then pretended like I was going to throw them at Nicolas. "Nicolas, what is my name?" Laughing, Nicolas stated, "Barbie. " "Wrong Answer," throwing the fireball next to his feet. "Try again." Laughing as I threaten to throw the next fireball. Nicolas puts up a peace sign "Truce " Nicolas walks over and puts his hands on either side of my face and the remaining fireball dissipated while he leaned in and kissed me. H