Saving Sarah

Chapter 2: Boo You Whore

Okay elaborate, how do you go from being that one girl no one acknowledges to the scariest person alive? Well it's actually a funny story if I do say so myself....well actually not so grab your popcorn and take a seat.

It was a bright and sunny Tuesday. Bullshit, it's just Tuesday not even close to Friday but anyways. As always, School was a drag and no one bothered to be near me. I decided to sit in the courtyard for lunch and read when I felt a familiar presence. I look up to see a elderly woman dressed in a floral dress with glasses hanging on her nose.

"Hello again deary." She smiled.

"Hey, Tammy. I'm sorry I haven't been by in awhile I've had projects due which left me stuck in the library."

"Now Sarah, there is no reason for you to apologize. You are graduating in five months, I expect you to pass and get out of this hell hole and I should know, I've been stuck here 15 years." Tammy stated before taking a seat with me on the bench.

I loved talking to Tammy. Even if she was a spirit, she was the only friend I had at this school. The only bad thing about graduating is leaving her here. I met her my freshman year, by that time I was already so used into running into spirits but sometimes, it was difficult to tell spirits from people. It's just that, the spirits seem so alive.

Tammy and I joked around for awhile when I suddenly felt myself being pushed from where I was seated. Lucky for me I landed in grass.

"Quit talking to yourself freak!" The female sneered. I turned around to see the culprit that ruined our conversation. Rebecca Simmons, everything was obviously fake about her. She was the pack slut, blonde dyed hair, spray on tan not to mention her fake boobs. As always all pack slut wear as little clothing as possible what a big fucking surprise.

I got up and chose to ignore her only to hear that whale like voice of hers.

"Aww is Sarah so lonely that she's talking to herself again?"

"No I was just thinking that if I stabbed your boobs with a pencil if it would deflate." Her faced turned red like a crab. Ha they do have similarities, crabs are red, she's red. Crabs smell like fish, and whenever she opens her legs she smells like fish too. Bad Sarah, comparing the poor crab to Rebecca.

"Watch it Wilson." A frown came upon her face.

"Watch what? Your fake ass walking away? In all respect, I think you would prefer to see mine walk away so you can see what a natural body looks like." I say bluntly before I grab my stuff and walk off with Tammy close behind.

I wasn't even halfway from where I was when Rebecca grabbed me and threw me onto the floor.

"Listen you little bitch, this is your last warning." I just looked at her smiling in satisfaction of having the last say.

I got up and started walking off.

"Boo you whore." I say and finally make it inside for class.

It is now fifth period as History. I step into the room to tell most delightful smell ever. Smelt like apples and cinnamon, I looked around the room to find myself face to face with the future alpha...James Colton, he had intoxicating brown eyes and light brown hair and his body was to die for, he stood 6'4 tall........mate says a unfamiliar voice. You get your wolf a day or two after you turn 17 but sadly with me, I'm a late bloomer since I'm a hybrid.

Mate mate mate mate my wolf said constantly.

'Hey can you at least tell me your name?'

Oh ya sorry ;-;. My name is Claire and I'm your wolf, nice to meat ya. Haha meat get it :3

Great my wolf is a smartass.

I came back into reality to see the future alpha aka James Colton making out with no other than Rebecca. I forced myself not to cry and carry on with the rest of class with my wolf whimpering and in complete anger.