I'm Not 'Strange' You're Just Way Too 'Normal'

Prologue; Who I A M/Chapter 1; Be Prepared.

"...Sure, thank you." She said, returning his smile. He whisked away almost before she had finished saying thank you, and immediately everyone except Jared was squealing happily. 

"Oh my gosh, Karen! I'm so happy for you!" Desuna bursted, managing to give her a full hug in the booth. That girl had skills, man. 

Now, you might not understand why everyone was, quite frankly, freaking out, so let me explain. Karen has never had a boyfriend. Desu, the flirty girl that she was, was always trying to get her to hang out with guys, but never really got her to. So, you can imagine everyone's absolute astonishment at the dude's interest in Karen, however happy we were. 

"Oh, Karennnn!" Val murmured joyously. That's so like Val; be happy for somebody else, but never give yourself credit. I'm sure that Val would have squeezed the life out of Karen if she wasn't on the other side of the booth. Without meaning to, of course. 

Karen just blushed sheepishly, looking more happy than embarrassed. 

We all hushed ourselves as the guy came back over, handed her her newly refilled latte', and whisked away. I saw him slip a piece of paper to her, though I was probably the only one that did. Things like that didn't escape a lycan's attention. 

"Karen, what is it?" I asked her quietly, so the rest didn't hear. "What did he give you?" 

She hesitated before answering eyeing me warily. "H-his phone number and name." She said. She probably didn't know how much she was stuttering. Desu was right; it /was/ kind of cute. 

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I'mma submit it in chunks, okay?  

One day I'll probably only add a little bit, and the next, a few pages xD 

INCONSISTANCY RULEZ.

-Pyro 

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By the time I started leaving, it was dark. I jumped into my delightfully dark car and went straight home. I was on such a caffiene rush...Dang. 

"ALL THE BOYS AND THE GIRLS AND PEOPLE MAKIN' NOISE LEMME HEAR YOU SHOUT 'FREAK OUT FREAK OUT!'" I screamed from the privacy of my car, even though I was pretty sure people outside could hear my deranged 'singing'. 

I opened the door of our modern 2-story house with a more solemn attitude, aware my sister woul most likely chew me out. 

"Where have you been?" She demanded, almost before I even shut the door behind myself. 

"...Studying at the coffee shop with Myles and Val." I said innocently, trying to slink away. 

"Oh, no you don't," she said, snagging my arm before I could escape to my room. "You need to explain to me why you wouldn't go to school this morning. Hell, you need to explain to me why you've already missed about 32 days of school!" 

"I...I needed sleep." I said uncomfortably. 

"THE HELL WITH SLEEP. Dad told me it was my responsibilty to make sure you got a proper education! How am I supposed to do that when you skip school with your friends every other day?" She shrieked angrily, letting go of my arm and throwing her hands in the air in clear distress. 

"You wouldn't know!" I shrieked right on back, letting my temper get ahold of me. Another thing; don't push me. "Just because you graduated college before you even turned 18 doesn't mean you can boss me around! I'm and ADULT, let me make my own choices!" 

"How can I, when your judgement clearly can't be trusted?" She didn't lower her voice. "Look, your teachers sent me e-mails today; they're worried about you, Evelyn! You're falling behind in all your classes!" 

"Shut up, now." I hissed threateningly. "You leave me alone. My business is my business. You stay out of it." With that, I scurried away. She tried grabbing my arm again, but I just hissed ferally in her direction, and she let go. Perhaps she had seen my canines growing, or maybe the way my eyes had gone slitted. Only after I had slammed my door did I collapse on my bed in a fit of sobs. 

Earlier, when I said I had stayed up late from doing homework, do you remember? That was a lie. 

I had stayed up fighting, battling with instincts. The reason I tell you now is because the incident that had just happened with my sister happened often. 

I guess I'd better come clean, eh? Fine. 

I've been practicing keeping my enhanced emotions under control. One of the reasons is my sister. She doesn't understand my limits, the filthy human. She thinks that if she pushes hard enough, everything will go good. Except you can't fight fire with fire. No, you can't fight fire with sparks. 

Rubbing my eyes, I pushed myself to the window, where the moon was shining brightly. It filled me with slight strength. Even though I was no mythical 'werewolf', the moon still encouraged me to keep trying. My inspiration. 

Another reason is that I simply don't want my isntincts to control me. I plan to live among humans for as long as I can, and when the time comes for me to leave, well...It'll be hard not to give in. The thought of leaving my friends...Myles, Valencia, Desu, Jared, and Karen...was very daunting. 

Shaking my head sorrowfully, I glimpsed myself in the mirror, then winced. The girl-looking thing in the mirror looked terrible. Sharp, pronounced canines glinted in the moonlight, ears protruded at the top of her head, and a snoutish thing was starting where her mouth/nose should be. Sparse hair was growing in tufts along her arms, and claws erupted from the tips of her fingers. She shrunk into the darkest corner of her bedroom, sobbing into her knees, where she soon fell asleep. 

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Bah. Crappy, I'm sorry xD 

I just HAD to reveal part of her true nature...HAD TO. 

xDD 

Anyway... 

Enjoy. 

-Pyro 

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YEAH I'M PUTTING MORE UP. 

Deal with it. 

-Pyro 

na na na youcan'tseethis

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I woke up early, hearing my sister rapping on the door insistently. She could never keep herself away, could she? All the same, I was glad that she never came into my room; it was a mess, and she would only get angry. 

"Alright, alright, I'm up!" I told her, getting up on my feet. I felt wobbley and sore from sleeping on the floor all night in the position. I cracked my back and neck loudly, then started getting ready for school. No way was I gonna miss today; nothing good would come of it. Plus, I wanted to see the new kids. 

I shuffled on some orange/black striped stockings, and a black/red plaited skirt. I also put on a simple black tee with a black sweatshirt, and I was kind of ready. I strapped on my spiked collar, and shoes, then grabbed my bag. It had numerous pins on it of the bands I liked, and my school books.