Wolf Moon Chapter 2: Why is it always me?
#4 of Wolf Moon
*Note* This is pretty much chapter 1 but from Alice's point of view. Yes she will be one of the main characters.
Chapter 2
I hate the cold, I hate the dark, and I these streets. They are always empty. The cold January night was one of my least favorite nights. It was going to rain and I didn't realize the time until the librarian told me they were closing. I'm the only honors student who forgot to do her homework. So I had the whole day before it was due to finish. I had a good reason too. The whole weekend I had to babysit my brothers while my parents when on an anniversary vacation (Why couldn't they be normal and go to a fancy restaurant like everyone else).
I wish I had more time to do it. It probably will get me a B instead of the A I deserve. I also picked up a book everyone has been freaking out about. Dusk has been a vampire book that has flipped the whole country upside down (I personally didn't like vampires that much. Pale, dead, immortal, cold, sounds scary to me. I wouldn't want to live forever, longer maybe, and I hate the sight of blood (how the hell would I drink it if I faint every time I see it).
I live in a family that if you're not one of the smart and perfect your different. I hate acting like that so my parents will leave me alone. I rather hang around with a mixture of people (some Goth, some jocks, cheerleaders, some normal). I want be flawed and different. They were pissed when I changed my hair from blond back to brown (They had an issue because mommy was a slut and cheated on daddy with someone with brown hair); everyone including me thinks it looks better. They didn't even tell me until I was 13. Now 16 I don't even know his name or what he looks like.
Just as I was talking to myself about how fucked up my life was I heard a stick crack behind me. I looked back and there was nobody. I started to walked faster and looking back more. Then I heard laughter. Then I was shitting my pants. I ran into an alleyway as it started to rain. I kept running I looked back for a second then back then a creepy guy pale white with blond hair in front of me. I turned back then a tall and creepy blacked hair man was there.
I was praying by then. Praying that nothing would hurt me that a handsome man would swoop in and save me. The blond grabbed me. I screamed (dam nobody). I kicked and jerked as hard as I could but he didn't even move. The second started to mess with my pants. I kicked him in the face (God I wished I wore heels) and of course it barely fazed him. Just as I screamed something pulled the blond off then the black haired guy. All I say was a red jacket with two black stars on the shoulders.
I started to run and the blond was chasing me. Then I heard a crack. I turned to see a body by the dumpster and it looked like it was missing a head. The guy with the black hair was nowhere to be found. The guy with the jacket looked at me.
"Are you ok?" he asked
"Do I know you" I asked
"Sort of let me get you home" he replied "Get on my back"
I got on to his back. I knew it would be strange it was strange to get on someone you barely known's back but somehow I knew I was safe. The smell of him was amazing there was the smell of the rain, a forest, and even a smell that made me feel I was like home. Then he just jumps on the roof 2 stories up with ease.
"How did you do that?" I asked amazed by his action
"Trade secret" He said with humor in his tone
As we when towards my home a thanked about a million times but he kept saying it wasn't a bid deal (He saved my life it was a big deal). As he jumped from roof top to roof top I was stunned with amazement. The rain was cold on my face and I was soaked lucky my book sack was the clear plastic one or my work would have been for nothing.
We landed by the gate of my house.
"Here you go" He smiled
"Thanks again" I replied "What about the one you grabbed?"
"Don't worry about that I'll deal with it. Bye!!!" He ran off
"What! What's your name?" I asked but he didn't hear me.
I walked into my house. My parents were waiting with angry faces. This would be hard to explain. So I lied.