Rejected! And I'm the alphas daughter ( on hold )

The Rejection

hi im so sorry i had to put this on hold some one in my family passed away and i just cant write right now im sorry

This was Written by Brianna Longieliere

This was edited by Purplemask13

Thank you so much Purplemask13

Chapter 1

My name is Jade Marie Turner and I'm the alpha’s daughter. I am fifteen and I’m an overweight werewolf. I know impossible right? Well not for me. My family gives me a lot of crap about it which just makes me eats more.They say I bring shame to the name of werewolves.

I am a freshman at Wolfgang High School. I hate school. I'm very smart and I’m in all of the advanced classes, but I get hell for it. You would think that they would have a little more respect for how hard I work, but no, all they see is a fat freak girl with glasses and her nose in her text book.

I wake up as my alarm clock beeps annoyingly. I turn over and turn it off and get up from my bed. I make my bed before I turn to my closet to find something to wear for the day and picked out something. I jump into the shower, which is attached to my bedroom, to take a quick shower and wash my flaming red hair. I get out, drying off as I do and start putting my make up on. I have a diamond shaped face and bright green eyes.I have high cheek bones. I think I look really pretty even if I am over weight.I hear a pounding on my door and look at the clock I still had twenty minutes before my brother and I left for school. We go to the same high school but he's two years older than me and was the quarter back on the football team. He hates me because I embarrass him but it’s not like I can help me being overweight. I hear the pounding again and walk over and open my door.

"What’s up Jack? We still have twenty minutes. “I said to my brother who stood at the door. He was wearing a polo shirt today and faded blue jeans today. We had the same face shape but he had our father’s dark brown eyes and hair.

"Is your fat clogging your ears now too or do you just not lessen?" he laughed at his own joke. I blushed and looked down, "Didn't you hear me yesterday?” he said, and “I wanted to leave early so I could go hang out with Zach. Today is his birthday and he can start to look for a mate. Grab your shit and let’s go." I turned around grabbed my bag not wanting to anger him anymore. I didn’t want to see Zach. He was my brother’s best friend and I have had a crush on him since I was thirteen. I can't wait until I get a mate. At least that person would love me for who I am, not what I looked like. I thought walking to the car and getting into the passenger seat.

We arrived at school and  I walked to my locker, while Jack went to look for Zach. I think I am going to spend my extra hour in the library doing some extra credit for English on Leonardo DaVinci. I didn't need the extra credit but I was bored and had already finished my semester’s project. I opened the doors and walked in smiling to Mrs.Davidson the librarian. I walked to the art history section which was dusty, which showed how much the students use it and besides it was in the back of our large library people were rarely back here. I turned the corner and bumped into someone and almost fell over but they put a hand on my arm to steady me. I felt a weird, cold, sort of electric shock where his hand was on my arm. I looked at the hand on my arm and looked up at the person who had kept me from falling. It was Zach. He was a tall boy well over 6'2" had an almond shaped face, golden eyes and dark black hair. He looked at me shocked and released me, wiping his hand on his jeans as if he were disgusted to have touched me. I knew what those tiny shocks meant and just stared at him with my mouth open. He was the popular guy at school. The king football player, and jock. My crush for the last two years was my mate. My soul mate! The man I was supposed to be with for the rest of my life.

“No. Not you. Anyone else but you." Zach said horrified, a look of terror in his eyes.

"What! What’s wrong with me?" Is this backwards day? I thought to myself. He was supposed to be happy.