I get up, throwing my old, black alarm clock at my gray, peeling wall on the other side of my small room. Getting up from my petite, lumpy mattress on my floor, I get dressed in black ripped jeans, a black tank top and a gray sweater. When I'm done putting my clothes on, I walk out of the small room and go into the kitchen to grab breakfast. After I take my green, shiny apple while looking at the time... 8:10. My dull gray eyes widen. The school starts in 5 minutes!
As I run out the door I grip my backpack, apple still in hand. As I run my smoky, dense eyes turn into shiny black ones, nails and teeth growing, as I begin to run faster. Attempting to look around, I don't understand too much detail of where I'm running. I do notice the big brick building I call prison. Others call it School. I start to slow down as my glossy, shadow black eyes turn back to the grey dim ones, my teeth and nails start to go back to normal.
Jogging, I go through the bright, shiny blue doors, and enter a corridor, lockers as far as the eye can see, all along the walls. As I continue walking I bump into what I think is a wall. Getting up I speak "Sorry-" "What the hell, watch where you're going, idiot!" a male voice interrupts me, I feel my eyes get darker as he goes to punch me. I catch his fist and slam him into some grey lockers. I lean close to his ear and whisper "du bist ein Dummkopf" his chocolate brown eyes widen as I smirk not knowing what I would do to him, I leave him standing there, shocked, that a girl just got the best of him. I continue walking to the office to get my schedule and locker stuff.
The bell rang signalling the end of the day and the start of my work. I start walking to the shop, it's not far enough to run full speed. Nearing the structure I head in, I look for 15 minutes before I give up. I hear a voice say behind me "looking for this?" turning I see the guy from school, holding black fight tape. I went to grab it, "Thanks, I never got your name. Or should I just call you idiot?" I ask paying.
"Damon, you?" he replies, and I laugh as I look at him.
"I never said I would tell you my name," he glares at me as I walk out the door feeling happy? I haven't been happy in forever, I smile, a real one, not a fake one like usual.
I sigh as I get to the club, as I walk in lots of people who know me as nightshade, say hi. I walk to Jason to get ready. Jason hands me some sport pants and a tank top for my matches tonight, I quickly get dressed and tape my wrists."Tonight we have Bolder vs everyone favourite, Nightshade!" James, the announcer, tells the crowd. I smirk, as I walk to see a 6 foot toned male. We shake hands and go back to our corners. The bell rings and we start to circle, he lunges toward me, I dodge him easily, he turns toward me, I run at him and gives him a throat punch. He coughs violently and I step back, to let him get his bearings. After about 47 seconds he gets up, I suddenly realize he's new here and start going a little easier on him.
He tries to punch me and I barely dodge it. My eyes widen as he smirks at me, I growl at him and lung at him punching him in the shoulder. I get a good idea as he goes to kick me and I let him. He kicks me in the stomach, I hug myself to get rid of the pain and fall on the floor. He smiles and turns around as the crowd is silent, shocked I was beaten or was I? I shakily get up and give him a fish hook. He falls to the floor on top of me. It takes a little bit for him to pass out but he soon does. As I'm trapped underneath him I see James, Jason and the boy, Damon come to help me from under 'bolder'.
When I'm out Jason gives me the money I earned tonight, as I go to leave home Damon stops me by saying, "hey, nightshade!" I stop for a couple of seconds before continuing to my house. I knew that Damon was following me, so I stop and turn around again. "What?! What do you want?" I yell as he walks up to me "do you... want to... ya know, stay with me and my parents?" for the first time in ages I'm speechless "... um... s-sure?" I say a bit unsure of whether to trust him or not.
"Ok! C-cool. Follow me," he says walking the opposite direction
About an hour later we're at a house, the outside walls are light brown, the door's a darker brown and the rims of the windows are also a dark brown. The grass is a yellowish-green, the light gray walk path laying in the grass as we walk on it and make our way to the door. Damon grabs his key and unlocks the door. As he walks into the house I begin to question if I should go in.
Damon grabs my arm and pulls me inside. As I awkwardly stand there he walks to his parents. A few minutes later his parents come to see me.
"Oh crap" I mutter under my breath, I've seen them before. They killed my parents!
"So nice to meet you." The mom says walking beside Damon, "where are your parents?"
"Um..." I start, "they... were uh... murdered... they were murdered."
Their faces saddened, "if you don't mind me asking, who killed them?" The dad asked.
"They were killed... by um... they were killed by... you two," I spoke.
I could tell they were shocked, they're eyes widen and they're mouths end up open. "Yo-your a w-werewolf?" Damon asks, I stay quiet for a while before mumbling "yes... but you monsters killed my parents! What the hell did they ever do ta you?!" they stay quiet for a bit before saying "they did nothing... they were friends of ours... then they told us and we were scared... so we... killed them... they didn't even fight back." the mother tells me, I growl and run out the door.
When I get into my house I flop on the bed. I was almost asleep when I hear banging on the door and yelling. My eyes widen as I sit there. After about 5 minutes I get up and go to the door. When I open the door I see him. I start to shake with fear at the sight of him. Shawn.
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Short Storya short story I made in school earlier in the year, hope you guys like it. If I get 5 votes I'll continue the story. Cover is not mine
