Chapter One
[Taylor]
Since I'm a girl, people believe that the only thing that I am capable of doing is cooking, cleaning, shopping, and making sure things match. People stereotype way too much. I can cook but I need directions. I can clean as long as people aren't in my way. I hate shopping more than probably any girl on this earth. I can't match things what so ever. See how that stereotype thing doesn't work on me? I am totally different than most people first think I am.
First things first, I'm a wolf. Well, werewolf. Oh, shocker right? I am nothing like people think I am. I'm sarcastic and I bet that I can beat any guy that lives around here in a wrestling match, without using my werewolf power. I'm strong. I'm not girlie, heck I'm anything but girlie. The girliest thing about me are my looks. I can wear a t-shirt and sweat pants and I'm good. My hair though, that's a completely different story. I spend time on my hair to make sure that it's perfect. You touch my hair, chances are that you're going to die. So don't touch my hair. Okay, got that? Good.
I'm pretty confident, about some things. When it comes to parents, teachers, or adults in general, I'm there little puppy. I hate back talking adults because they would get mad at me and blah blah. I don't like when people are mad at me, unless they did something to deserve it. Now if they want to start something with me, then go ahead, but I promise you that I'll end up finishing it. Enough said.
I'm not scared of anybody. No girl, boy, adult, or thing can scare me. Okay, so maybe snakes and spiders are an exception of that, but I mean they are scary looking. With those small, black eyes that look like they just want to pounce on you. They give me the chills just sitting here thinking about them. Anyway, I am not scared of anybody. I will speak my mind and tell them what my opinion is, whether they like it or not is up to them.
I don't start drama. I will tell you like it is and if you can't handle that, well that your problem. Everybody was giving a mind and an opinion, and trust me, I use both of them to my advantage. Like I said though, I don't start things. If people want to start stuff with me, then bring it on. I'm going to finish it. But I'm not going to go around and pick fights. That is up to the drama queens. And I am not one of them.
The funny thing about this is, when I was back in my hometown, I wouldn't have said anything to anyone. I was the quiet, nerd, who did nothing when somebody started fights with her. The only thing that I actually would do was be a snitch and call my father to let him take care of everything. I didn't want to do anything bad to make my teachers mad at me. Sometimes I was even scared to raise my hand to ask a question because everybody else might have thought the question was stupid. That's how pathetic I was. Now, that I'm moving to a new town, I could care less. I'm starting over. I'm done with letting people run over me and I'm done with not caring that I have wolf powers and that I could do something with them.
I'm ready to kick some new town butt.
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I had already unpacked everything in my new room. It wasn't as big as my older one but I could manage. That was another thing that I wasn't going to do here. Complain. I used to complain about everything and take advantage of everything(except for my wolf powers). Now, I'm grateful for what I have and I'm not complaining anymore.
I was going to be starting school tomorrow and I thought maybe I should roam around the small town and see if I could make any friends here that would show me around the stranger school tomorrow.
I was wearing some black basketball shorts and a navy blue t-shirt(I never said that I was going to give up my look.) I pulled my brunette hair back in a loose bun and headed downstairs.
My parents were finishing up unpacking in the kitchen. They had told me that I could go roam around. My father, being the alpha of my pack, had told me that some members of my pack would be joining me for school and they would be arriving here sometime today. Which made me really happy. I kind of thought that my pack, which turned out to be some really big jocks and really awesome girls, would have to help me anyway. I couldn't be a loner wolf.
When I first found out that I was a wolf, which was back before freshman year, I figured that I would end up being a loner wolf, since I barely had any friends. My father had always been a wolf, something I was mad to learn when I was fourteen, so I already had a pack. They turned out to be the jocks that had acted like they hated me for so long. We ended up being good friends. Now that they are coming here, I have no problem with starting a new school with new people.
"Hey." I greeted my parents as I came into the kitchen. They had one more box to unpack before they finished.
"Hey, sweetie." My mom greeted me.
"Do you know when the pack are getting here?" I asked.
"They should be here in the next hour." My father answered, looking down at his watch to check the time. "Don't forget that tonight we have to meet up with a pack here. It's a ritual thing that we have to do when a new pack comes into town. So please, don't be late."
I rolled my eyes. I didn't there to be another pack in this town because this stupid meeting was going to be torture. My pack and their pack would have to get to know each other and I don't like competition. I like being the only pack like I was in the old town. Even though I didn't do anything about it. I just didn't want to deal with other werewolves, especially if they were teenage, cocky, jerks like some are.
"Taylor?" My father let out of a low growl, making me realize that I had to do what he said or else there were going to be serious consequences.
"Yes. Sir. I'll be there. I'll make sure that the rest of the pack are too." I said, lowering my head, showing my respect for him.
"Thank you." He said. I smiled and then left. I wanted my pack here so I wouldn't be able to roam the streets alone but I had to wait for about an hour or less. I sighed and stood at the edge of the yard, wondering which way that I should go.
I decided to go right. Because you can never go wrong with right. That was really cheesy but anyway.
I walked on the sidewalk. Cars passed occasionally but not much. This town was small. I could probably walk from one end to the other in less than thirty minutes. I looked this place up on the Internet and it read about two thousand people, which isn't alot. My other town had about five thousand. I had always thought that going to high school somewhere new would cause me to have a nervous breakdown but since this place wasn't that big, I figured that the school wasn't either.
The school wasn't far from my house. Maybe about a block away. I was there in less than five minutes. It was Teusday so the school had kids in it. Not many kids considering how many where outside for what I'm guessing was lunch. Some girls sitting here and there. There was this group of guys that were standing outside the gate, just talking to each other and making complete fools out of themselves. Oh great, they are probably going to see me walking by. Stupid guys, getting on my nerves already.
I walked up to the school and looked at it. It wasn't that big so I had a smaller chance of getting lost. Which was great.
I smiled because it looked like a friendly environment. Maybe going to school tomorrow wouldn't be so bad.
"Hey!" I heard someone scream. I didn't recognize the voice, although I knew that the person would aiming that hey straight at me. Just ignore them, I told myself.
"Hey babe. Do you have ears?" He yelled again. I took a deep breath and looked over at the guys who I had mentioned were going to get on my nerves. See, they noticed me.
"Do you know how to shut your mouth?" I asked, folding my arms across my chest and walking up to him and his group. The guy that called out to me was muscular, he had brunette hair that was cut short and was spiked up in the front. He looked too mature to be a teenager but considering he was here he had to be. He was about six foot tall and towered over the rest of his friends. He had brown eyes that looked straight at me as I stood infront of him with my foot tapping on the ground because I was growing inpatient with him.
Something about him was off though. I couldn't help but lock my eyes with his and just stare at him. He seemed familar. Like I had met him before but I couldn't think of where. I was usually good at remembering where I had seen people before, but I couldn't put my finger on where I had seen him before. I cocked my head to the side and just stared at him.
His eyes were a dark brown color and I couldn't help but get lost in them. I tried not to smile because then he would end up saying something to me about that but he stared back at me. His arms folded over his chest and he smiled at me. Gosh, he was already getting on my nerves. I started to smile back at him but then I stopped myself. I was not going to let him think that he could control me easily. I was ruling this town now.
"What's your name?" I heard him asked, while our eyes were still locked.
"What's yours?" I asked. He thought just because we were staring at each other that I was going to melt underneath his gaze. Cute.
"I asked you first." He murmured.
"I'm not telling you until you tell me." I responded.
"My name's Channing." He said, his eyes were gazing into mine. Making me so hypnotized by him that I barely heard him say his name. I almost smiled again but stopped myself. I could stop myself from smiling but I couldn't stop my eyes from gazing into his.
"I'm Taylor." I murmured. Why was he having this effect over me? I felt like I could punch myself right now. Even back in the old town, when I was everybody's guinea pig, nobody had this hold over me. My dad would be really disappointed in me right now.
I wasn't even paying attention to his friends that were laughing through this whole time. It seemed like Channing couldn't keep his eyes off me either. I might as well have some fun with that.
"Do you have staring problem or is this something to do you all girls that you meet?" I asked, forcing myself to look away for a split second. It seemed to kill my wolf to look away for that split second. I felt like something had just hit me but I forced myself to keep my posture.
He cleared his throat and looked stunned. I bet he wasn't expecting that. All of his friends laughed harder at my comment.
"I haven't seen you around town. Are you new?" He asked, completely ignoring my question.
"Why does it matter?" I asked. He wasn't going to get anything from me. I didn't know him. The only thing that I knew about him was that his name was Channing and he had a staring problem. That's it.
"I want to know. Is that so wrong?" He asked, taking a step towards me.
"In my book it is." I answered.
"You have a book?" He asked, being sarcastic.
"Yeah. It's called the Mind Of Taylor. And you're not in it." I answered, being sarcastic. Two people can play that game, buddy.
His friends laughed harder and I could tell that he was blushing. Aw, did I embarrass Channing? His friends busted out even more and then I realized that I said that out loud. I giggled and then put a smirk on my face.
"Your a cocky little girl, ain't you?" He asked, taking another step towards me.
"Cocky, yes. Little girl, no." I answered.
"When are you starting school here?" He asked, with a smirk on his face.
"Tomorrow. You going to be there?" I asked.
"Yes." He answered with a smile on his face, showing his beautiful white teeth. Beautiful? I'm going to have a strict conversation with myself later.
"Good. Then I know that I'm going to hate it here." I said. His friends were bent over laughing now. I chuckled and then returned my attention back to him. He had his arms folded over his chest and he was staring at me like he was earlier.
"I'm the welcoming committee. You're going to have to spend all day with me tomorrow." He murmured low enough so that only I could hear it.
"Says who?" I asked, taking a step towards him so we were almost face to face. Since he was about a foot taller than me, I came up to his chest. Gosh, I hate being short.
"Says me." He answered, lowering his face so that I could see straight into his eyes. "Short stuff. You're going to spend all day with me." He put his thumb on my chin and I jerked my head away.
"I'm not spending all my time with you. I have better things to do." I said.
"Sure you do. I'll see you tomorrow. Don't forget me over night." He said, smiling and standing straight up.
"Promise I will." I replied with a smirk on my face.
"Oh. Don't do that to me. You're going to hurt me." He stated.
"Good." I said, a low growl coming from my chest. He was getting on my nerves so bad I could have tore him to pieces right then and there. He was too cocky. He thought he ruled this school and I knew that if I had to spend all day with him then I was going to go insane.
"I'll see you tomorrow short stuff. And remember, wear something pretty for the first day of school. Those shorts won't allow me to see your butt." He said. The bell to the school rang and he winked at me while him and his friends walked through the gate and onto school property. I was left there with my mouth hanging wide open. He did not just say that.
He turned around and looked at me with a smile on his face before he went back into the school. My pack better hurry up and get here or else I might end up pulling my hair out of my head. He already gave me a headache and I hadn't been talking to him for five minutes. I couldn't even imagine how the next day was going to be.
Aw, hell. I'm screwed.
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I hope you like it. I tried to make it long and interesting. Please tell me what you think. I'll probably upload later tonight(:
I don't know if the cover is good or not. It took me forever to find the right picture and I'm still not sure if it's good enough or not.
Oh and Channing Tatum plays Channing. He's so hot!!!!!! well smexii!!!!!(: