I starred down at the Garnet pendent in my hands, admiring its pure beauty, devoting all my attention to the sparkling stone. it was my most prized possession... and the only thing i had from my deceased mother. i wish i could say i at least knew what she was like but she died when i was one, so it's hard to remember anything. i did have a picture of her holding me after i was born but that's all, but to be honest she was breath takingly beautiful. i didn't have to know her to love her.
i lovely place the necklace around my neck, and stood up from the rolly chair i was sitting in. i stumbled in front of my mirror and fixed my light blond hair around till i was pleased with the part. i added a black headband and the outfit was complete, it wasn't hard for me to pick out what to wear for the day, considering i had a rather large walk in closet, filled to the brim with clothes and accessory's. but even if i did have the cutest clothes... i had no one to impress.
would the popular boys admire that my shoes cost over $100? would girls suddenly want to be "besties" because of my designer bag? would teachers give me an A+ in my failing subjects, because i looked stylish? no. and i excepted that. but i guess you could say the clothes were more for me, because even if i knew absolutely no one would notice me, i still hoped they would.
it isn't easy to be a teenage misfit, it isn't pleasant to be the alphas daughter, it isn't enjoyable to be used as a stress release by an abusive dad; but its tolerable, because i was raised tough and that's the only thing i can thank my father for. i mean its understandable he has stress, we have a rather large pack, but he wasn't always so cruel. i think he began to severely miss my mother, and his cruelty was the effect of his broken heart.
I stepped outside of my mansion and walked to my high school, which was luckily a block away. it was overcast today but not freezing temperatures- my favorite weather. as i entered my school, i smiled as i glided threw the fluorescent hallways and gracefully undid my locker. girls gave me disgusted looks but boys didn't glance at me at all. you know sometimes i feel like i just never fit in for no particular reason. i'm just simply despised,and it almost feels like my life is like a broken puzzle that just doesn't fit together, to create a pretty picture. i wonder if anyone actually pitties me? if anyone noticed my bruises and cuts caused by my retched father, and actually wants to comfort me, if anyone wants to know whats its like that in three weeks i would drop out of school to become the new Alpha, and raise a pack filled with 459 wolfs? maybe not but im sure one person would be my friend if i wasn't such a shy misfit.
and that's why i would run as far away from this sick district as possible. i already planned everything, i was leaving tomorrow and never looking back i desperately needed a fresh start, somewhere where i was just seen as that girl, not the misfit beta soon to be alpha. i just wanted to live a happy life, that's all. i had a bag filled with everything i'd need, clothes, money, and i guess everything else, i smiled to my self as i thought about my soon to be new life, maybe for once i could be utterly happy...
"Camron! OMG i found him, i found my mate! he's the new bus driver... i mean well hes so cute and sweet and we're moving in together!" i heard my classmate screach, good for her. i always saw that bimbo going places, and look at her now! moving in with the new bus driver, bravo.
"umm.... Lilly a bus driver...?'' i guess her friend just wasn't as excited and after the glare Lilly gave her, she perked up,"OMG i mean that's so romantic!" Cameron enthusiastically yelped, as the gushed endlessly about how amazing everything was... i think at some point they simply just started puking rainbows, who knows i was zoning out.
see this is why I'm a misfit, one; i never want a mate and I'm sure even if i did, he wouldn't want me. i mean... no one does why would he? and two, I'm probably too sarcastic for peoples taste...i mean what else is wrong with me that I'm avoided like the plague? i guess I'm not ugly, and I'm not difficult... so sometimes i wonder what scares away people? is it my upcoming power? did my dad send a message saying," i don't want this girl happy, so avoid at all cost"? what is my problem... i just don't get it.
"hey bitch get over here, why are you-- why are you just so w-weird?" my father slurred as i crossed through the front door, he was obviously drunk out of his mind, what a great leader we all have.
"hello father, I'm sorry" i bowed my head in front of him as everyone had to do to alphas. in one quick move he slapped me across the face sending me flying to the ground. a kick to the jaw was next, and he roughly grabbed my arm shoving me upwards screaming for me to go to my room. and i did, my inner wolf whimper inside me but i didn't dare make a noise as i silently stumbled upstairs. yes it hurt, but i was used to this and i knew the best thing to do is just stay quiet and avoid him the rest of the day.
i waited till 3 am, then i was out of that hell hole. i made sure my father was asleep and i didn't bother to take a cell phone or laptop, anything i thought i wouldn't need.
and so i ran, and i ran till i couldn't run anymore. my legs were burning and i was out of breath and apparently extremely out of shape. it was noon now, and i looked around were i had ended up; a busy outlet mall filled with boutiques and cute stores, i looked around at the sea of people surrounding me. and for once in my life i saw people smiling at me, acting pleasant, some would even wave! i was so overwhelmed, i felt a single tear cascade down my pale cheek, i quickly wiped it away and smiled to myself, finally feeling happy if only for a minute it didn't matter i was happy.
i look up to see an inviting flower shop filled with roses, yellow ones to be exact... which of course were my favorites. i saw it as a good sign and i walked in the shop in-hailing the sweet aroma, i was hoping on trying to get a job, but i soon ended up getting a friend as well.
