Chapter 1 - First Day

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Hey guys!

This is my new story and i reall hope you like it!

i've been thinking about writeing this story for the longest time and now i finally get to!

i'm super excited!!!

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oh and i uploaded pictures of the characters in the side bar! =)  >>>>>>>>

Oh and i also put a song on side that help inspire this book and i feel it fits Fiona's past perfectly. It's ' When she cries ' by Britt Nicole

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Fiona’s pov.

 

I pulled up to Red Water High School in my black corvette that had dark tinted windows.

The students that where still in the parking lot looked over to find out where the roaring engine was coming from.

I pulled into a free parking space that was semi close to the door.

I turned off the car and stroked the dashboard lovingly.

“ Goodbye Suzy.” I murmur to the car before grabbing my bag and sliding out of the car.

I quickly lock the doors before fluffing up my teased bright red hair.

I look around and notice everyone staring in my direction.

I look down at my clothes, I was wearing black converse, ripped black skinny jeans, a fitted black leather jacket and a tight plain black shirt under it.

I didn’t think I looked that bad.

Whatever, let them stare.

I started walking towards the doors of the school.

Before I reached the door a short Indian looking girl started to walk next to me.

“ You know there just staring because your new, different and hot right?” she asked.

I snorted.

“ Come on I’m nowhere near that good looking, so what if I’m different I like being different. And I’m new get over it.” I state as we enter the building.

“ Have you looked in the mirror? And forget about them their all dumb assholes anyways. Oh and before I forget my name is Tara.” she says holding out her hand.

I look at it then at her, I figure she couldn’t cause any harm and I could see myself being friends with her.

I shook her hand quickly.

She’s a werewolf.

Obviously a smart one at that she use’s scent neutralizing soap like me so she can hide her scent.

But her strength gave her away.

But I being used to doing everything possible to seem human have learned how much strength to put into a hand shake while still appearing human.

She doesn’t catch on so I applied a little more strength.

I almost laughed as I saw her eyes widen in realization.

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