The wolf

8

What did those words mean? I was defiantly going to ask him tonight. I couldn't say anything to him but "what?" So hats what I texted him. I couldn't ignore It all day. That's all my mind kept coming back to. I got up and didn't bother changing out of my black pyjama pants and grey tank-top. I kept my phone with me at all times. Just incase he texted me again. I went downstairs and grabbed me a bowl of cereal and started watching tv. How ironic that when I turned on the tv teen wolf was on. Funny. I changed it to CSI. Miami. Once the show was over and I finish we my food it was ten thirty. I cleaned my bowl and went to my room. Then an idea hit me.

I needed to look up stuff about werewolf's. Maybe it would tell em something that Scott and warren didn't. I sat down in my moms office computer desk. I went I google and searched up 'facts on werewolf's.' it said stuff about the alpha and it's packs. The alpha is the new leader. It chooses other wolves to be in his pack. Some are nicer and don't kill the new wolf if they decide they don't want to be with him. But others will torture you if you don't.
I hoped will all my will that wouldn't be the alpha that chose Scott. Because I already knew Scott wanted to be a lone wolf with warren. And warren seemed pretty pleased with himself being alone. Then I heard my phone go off. I picked it up, thinking it was Scott.

Warren: after what I said your still going to go on a date with him?

Me: it's not a date.....at least I don't think.

Warren: OMG of course it's a date. Why do you think he didn't want us to go?

I don't care. You get to go on dates, why can't I? But I didn't text that to him.

Me: so what's the problem with going out with him?

Warren: because you raise his pulse more than anything! He might shift and I won't be there to stop it. And for hell I know you can't.

Me: how do you know I can't stop it?

Warren: you aren't a wolf, are you?

Me: no. But I still could try.

Warren: whatever, don't listen to a word I say. If he kills you, then I will say I told you so.

Me:how? I'll be dead.

I know I wouldn't. Scott wouldn't hurt me. Would he? No. Don't even think about that Brenda. Don't. This is your night to get to know him better. Just don't do anything stupid. By that time i realised what time it was. 5:37. I started getting dressed. I put on a leather black dress that went a few inches above my knees. It had a tank top like top on. Thin straps. It showed the curves from the top of butt and up. I put a shoulder length jacket on over my shoulders. I looked more like a bad girl than a girl going out with a werewolf. My black tights and black combat boots. My hair straight and for once not frizzy. I didn't put on makeup. I look horrible in it. I checked my phone one last time.

Scott: I'm outside. :)

I smiled and went to the window. Sure enough he was there. I smiled again at him. He smiled back. He had his hands in his pocket and was looking up. His straight brown hair still parted to the right. He wore all black like me. Black converses. Black ripped pants. And a white t-shirt with a black leather jacket over it. We looked like a biker couple. "You better make room for me to come up." He said jumping Into the tree. I stepped back. He skipped five branches at a time and looked like a frog jumping into different branches. He made it to my room in five seconds flat. Is till showed a smile on my face. As did he. He stood up straight.

"Guess we had the same idea of style for today." I said. He shoved his hands back into his pockets. "Well.....I kinda could sense it." I slapped his shoulder. "Really?" I asked. He nodded. I rolled my eyes. "Come on, I'm starving." I said. I started walking towards the door when his big hand grabbed my hand. Making tingles go everywhere. "Lets take the fun way." He said sill smiling. I knew what he meant. The window. He pulled me I the window. "I'm gonna do it an easer way this time." He said picking me up. One arm under my knees and the other holding up my back. He didn't seem to struggle. I wrapped my arms around his neck. "You sure I'm not to heavy?" I asked. "Please picking you up is like a feather. I'm a werewolf, remember?" He asked. Yea, I remember all right. Couldn't forget the cute guy turning into a beautiful wolf during a party. "Yea. That's for sure." He jumped out the window. Falling through the air then hitting the ground. I screamed a tiny bit and clung myself to him tightly. His grip tightened on me as we hit the ground. "It's okay. We aren't hurt or dead." He put me down. I sighed in relief. "Thank gosh." I said. "Come on." He said as he started walking to his car. It was a real nice car. All black but I couldn't really tell what type of car it was.
It was awesome though. "This is YOUR car?" I asked slipping I to the passenger seat. "Yep. My parents got it for me on my sixteenth birthday." Then I realised I didn't even know how old he was. "Speaking of which, how old are you?" I asked. He smiled and started the car. "Seventeen. And you?" He Asked. "Sixteen." I said. The car started to drive away. And we were alone.