He's An Idiot But She Loves Him (Werewolf Romance)

I blame the granola bars

"Please, NO!! Please, just leave me alone. Please!!" I begged as I watched in horror how the maniac above me is making his way through.

"Please!! Please!!!!!" I sobbed even more as he trails disgusting kisses down from my jaw to my collarbone, and that's when desperation kicked in.

I tried to break free, kneeing him in the gut, slapping him wildly in the face. But it was all useless and all it earned me was a smack in the head and a bruised lip, but still that didn't stopped me. As I feel him unzipping my pants

"HELPPPPPPPP MEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HEL-" I screamed all over again in the middle of the cold night, panting wildly as I tried to erase the devastating memory of the awful yesterday.

The key word is tried, for I know that no matter what happens I can never forget the day that ruined me the most. As difficult as it may seem, I tried my best to sleep, shifting and thrashing around messily in my bed. It was not until I heard the annoying sound of my alarm clock that I had given up my dream of having a good nights sleep.

I practically banged my fist on top of my alarm clock in attempt of saving my poor ears from the killer beeping sound it sadly produces. I got up, got my towel from the hanger and went to shower peacefully. As the cold water hits my skin it is immediately replaced with the hot ones that went through the heater, which to me is the most relaxing thing ever. Hot showers help me think, after what seems like an hour or so, I got my nearly empty strawberries and kiwi scented shampoo and poured enough on my palms and massaged it gently in my scalp, the scent always up lifts my mood easily

{[ A/N: This is actually a fun fact from me hihi, Strawberry and Kiwi scented things are the best!]}

I quickly soaped my body with the same scented body wash and rinsed myself clean. I draped my bathing towel around me and got myself out of the shower and went to my dresser to pick out an outfit for today's school.

As I go through my clothes,I finally settled on a red plaid shirt with a dark blue skinny jeans and went to my closet for my ankle boots to match it all up. I got dressed and peeked on my alarm clock (wrong move I say) I'm running late and all I have was ten minutes to reach a fifteen minute drive from my house to my school. Probably and eight if I decided on thrashing on the speed limits. I gathered my side bag filled with my necessities including a few books and notebooks, my personal hygiene kit and my wallet with ID's.

I skipped the stairs on two's and rummaged through the pantry cabinets looking for my granola bar and minute maid apple juice, so far I found the juice the only thing left is the granola bar. You know that saying 'Desperate times call for desperate measures' well for me at times of uttermost desperation I call for help the only person I know that has answers to everything... GOOGLE.. just kidding,

"MOM?!?!" I loudly called.

"Yes, sweetie?" she replied softly.

"Where's the box of granola bars??"I quickly asked

"Why are you eating those weird energy bars again? If you could just wait these pancakes will be done in a couple of minutes." she answered back

"Mom, i'm kind of late already."I say as I prepared for the bombs to drop. I even scrunched up my face for I know she hates it when I'm late.

"LILY SHEY ARNOLDS! I can't believe you made yourself late on your first day of school!!" she practically screamed and I flinched

"Mom, you can save the homily later when I get home but right now I am in dire need of those bars" I answered back

"Don't get smart with me woman, (she paused) 3rd cabinet, first divider" she said while I look for the bars and I happily found them.

"Success! Victory is mine!" I said with my best impression of a Russian maniac.

"Uh, honey your accent is terrible and you're lagging off behind remember?" my mom says while looking at me like I was insane or something.

I quickly snapped out of my victorious trance and gathered my stuff.

"Oh. Right. Thanks mom! Love you!" I say as I make way towards mi corazon that's right people, my very own sleek gray Volvo as much as I want to brag about it now. I cant because right now I'm really late for school. As I glance at my watch and buckle on my safety belts I only have one thing in mind. I'm definitely breaking a couple of those speed limits.

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First chapter omggggg

- Denise x