chapter one...

I stepped onto the court outside a large high school, my new school. I observed the school, and what I find is my worst nightmare, jocks, cheerleaders, more jocks, and emos.

“Wonderful, right,” I murmured quietly to myself as I looked around, one unfamiliar face started at me amused as if he heard my comment. I shook my head and shifted my bag to a more comfortable spot on my back. I close my eyes wishing I was back at the foster home snuggled into the scratchy bed, which was better than here. Opening my eyes reluctantly, I scanned over the crowd again and bedlam broke out. Oh wonderful, a fight on my first day. Each year I move to a different foster home, mostly ones in different states so I’ve seen everything there is in my years of moving. So whenever I hear someone rush to a circle of people, it’s most likely a fight or an aftermath of a fight. I surveyed the area where it was coming from and heard a Barbie stick figure scream stop and another cheerleader saying the same, obviously the girlfriends of the ones fighting. I roll my eyes and walk over there. Once I reached them I whistled, automatically they stopped and starred at where the sound came from in disgust.

I sighed and walked away from the drama. I thought us seniors are suppose to be mature. I stumbled and fell flat on my face. You’d think being a werewolf would have you alert all the time, but you see I’m my own kind of werewolf, this kind is very clumsy. I got up and an arm snaked around my waist, I grabbed the wrist of the arm and painfully (to the person) twist it to their back. I went on my tiptoes till my mouth was at his ear level.

“I don’t play nice,” I whispered then bite his ear, and then I let go him. He stepped away from me quickly as if I was a threat. Me a threat, pssh, crazy.

“That hurt,” he growled rubbing his arm.

“It wasn’t supposed to feel good,” I retorted and stalked away towards the office for my schedule.
I opened the door with a lot of force only to have it slam back hard. Walking up to the lady sitting in a chair looking over a bunch of papers, I rang the bell that was in front of me. She popped her head up and examined me.

“Um, I’m here for my schedule.” She had a confused look on her face then replayed the words in her head and jumped up out of her sat and ran to the back, then came back 2 minutes later with a paper at hand.

“So, you’re the infamous Elizabeth Smith,” she said astonished, at that reaction I look pass my shoulder looking to see if she was astonished at something else.

“Am I, missing something, I could’ve sworn I wore pants.” I look down to see my bare legs, but the hem of my dress at my thigh. “Or not,” I continued looking around. I was wearing a white sun dress and light brown loafers, for women. The lady at the front laughed with a large grin, making me frown. She is defiantly hiding something.

I heard the bell ring and I started to make my way out to the hall before being trampled. Then I heard people chanting fight again, I roll my eyes. This time I don’t stop it I just look at the guys who keep fighting, jocks, oh lord why me. I step threw the crowd and they look at me like I’m crazy, even the jocks stop fighting to look then start right up. I sigh then whistle like before. They stop and back up just to stare at me like I was even crazier, I just started walking towards my homeroom. Mr. Woodmen, that’s an odd last name. As I step into the room I noticed no one was there and I groaned, Mr. Woodmen looked at me then smiled.

“At least one student came instead of fought,” he whispered to himself and with that everyone started rushing in to their seats. When they were done I was still standing my smirk is now a frown. I was here first and I don’t even get a say in my seat, tsk tsk. I took the seat next to the window one of the only ones left.

“Everyone we have a…” he was cut off by the door being pushed open then slammed. Everyone gasped at the bloody boy who was the one fighting. I rolled my eyes and waited for the teacher to continue, then he did but he started with the lesson, I only half listened until I heard my name.

“Huh,” I mumbled then looked at him his finger flexing telling me to come here. I arched a brow but did as he said.

“Okay, this is our new student Elizabeth Smith, tell us about yourself,” he stated then left me standing in front of the class.

“Hello, I am Elizabeth Smith, I was previously in Britain, and I love gummy bears,” I told the class with my heavy English accent, all the boys fell in love with it, and the girls envied me. I rolled my eyes and headed for my seat, and plopped down with a large plop. He only talked for 8 minutes until the bell rang and cut him off. I sighed in relief and threw all my stuff into my back pack to head for the door everyone was leaving so I started to go until that familiar arm snaked around my waist again, I reacted the same was and noticed he got beaten up enough. He was the one fighting that weird Barbie stick figure boyfriend.

“Stop that,” I murmur with authority. Everyone within hearing rang flinched except Ken himself, his nickname is that because Barbie, and Ken, you get it? Of course you do. The dude starred at me and stumbled walking away, and out the door, I was about to leave when Mr. Woodmen called me and Ken. I wasn’t fully there so I couldn’t catch Ken’s name.

“Yes Mr. Woodmen,” I hissed not wanting to be here. Ken had the same exact respond. Mr. Woodmen backed away and talked to Ken softly so I couldn’t hear. I felt the anger bubbling, so I tuned into their little conversation.

“You’re father said that there was a werewolf in our territory, exactly when she came into town, I believe she is a werewolf.” Mr. Woodmen was serious and then continued, “she has authority I give her that, your father and I believe she might be your mate.” My eyes widen then I turn so they couldn’t see that thinking I wasn’t listening.
“No, she isn’t, besides if someone from the pack gets hurt she will die,” Ken growled loudly so I could hear it loud and clear. I decided I’ll play dumb for them, oh goodie, drama!
“Oh, what’s a pack is it like a pack of cookies, or a pack of skittles, yummy I love skittles,” I sung with my cheerleader voice, I also looked the part swinging my hands and arms. They turned to me clearly confused.

“No it’s like a family,” Ken retorted, I giggled.

“Families are not packs, their called families silly, besides who would pack their family in a bag.” I giggled more, this is fun. They looked so lost and confused and mad. Well Ken looks mad.

“Besides Mr. Woodmen, she isn’t my mate.” Ken looked at me with disgust as I looked at my nails pretending to be astonished.

“Ahoy mate, that dude is right, I don’t have a best friend,” I said giggling as I said the word ahoy. Ken slammed his fist against Mr. Woodmen’s desk leaving a very large den.

“Dude, you have some super strength, eeep, I’m going to go look for cheerleaders,” I giggled backing up and reach for the door when Ken yells, “stop!” I continue to pull the handle but it was harder because I was disobeying the Alpha.

“Damn,” Ken yelled figuring out I was playing Ms. I don’t know, pretending not knowing about werewolves. He walked up to me with his werewolf speed, grabbing my wrist pushing me to the wall.

“Who are you and what are you doing here,” he demanded, my eyes widen, he thinks I’m going to hurt his pack.

“Elizabeth freaking Smith, I already said that, and I got moved here from a different foster home, now get off me,” I commanded him in my female Alpha voice. Mr. Woodmen flinched as I used that voice, obviously it worked but Ken didn’t move a bit. I can’t believe I’m going to do this. He had me pushed against the wall so he was fairly close to me, so I lean in a kiss him. He was dumbfounded and loosened me, I took advantage of that and pushed him across the room. Mr. Woodmen was huddled behind his desk sneaking up to watch.

“You tricked me,” Ken hissed gathering himself up to stand. I was about to growl a sarcastic remark when the room started circling around me, and it became daze. I felt my legs and everything else become weak. Falling to the floor everything blacked out.

I woke because of that awful noise that happens when you move on the bed at the nurses. Oh that’s where I am, what happen, and then it all came to me the whole thing. What made me faint? I search around the room with my eyes until they saw Ken. Immediately I swing my legs over the bed and walk out of the nurse’s office. When I was in the hall I heard the door open and close and foot steps.

“Were do you think you’re going,” a deep voice growled, Ken. I turned around and saw Barbie stick figure walking over to him. I call her this because of look, she is anorexic, bleached blonde hair, tan skin, and ugly lipstick on. She needs to eat, being anorexic is horrible, gross, and yucky. I turned back on my heel walking to my second period or is it third, I turned back and saw Ken feel a little better each time I took a step closer to him. Even though I was going back to the nurse’s, but he doesn’t need to know that. He was still outside the door, so I move around him and walk into the office.

“Can I call home,” I asked innocently to the nurse, but she shook her head no. I gasped and frowned, that hurt being told no, but I guess I should be used to the word no. I felt a hand grab my arm intently heating it up, then pulled me out of the nurse’s office and
dragging me all the way out to the parking lot. When the hand finally let go I rubbed it.

“What do you want, stranger danger,” I mumbled the last part. He arched a brow then smirked.

“Strangers don’t kiss other strangers.”

“Yes, but you wouldn’t let go,” I retorted as he opened the passenger door for me. I shook my head no, there is no way I’m leaving with someone who isn’t even on a first name basis. He growled and pushed me into the seat, I was about to refuse when he shut the door and a second later was getting in on the driver’s side. Quickly he locked the doors, ruining my escape plan.

“I hate you.” I cursed a few words under my breath thinking about Ken. Ken didn’t talk the whole ride, his car came to a stop at a Victorian styled mansion. I could feel my jaw hit the floor as my eyes roam the astonishing mansion. It was a dark grey, stormy looking if you saw it you would think ‘run away’ but it is truly beautiful and authentic. Ken chuckled at my expression, and that snapped me out of the trance, making me go back to frowning. That instantly earned me silence. Well what do you expect me to be happy, I got kidnapped, and well I still feel very dazed. My eyes closed and that was the end of it, I was out cold sleeping. I felt someone pick me up so I shifted a little then automatically fell asleep again, only more comfortable. The darkness of my nightmare welcomed me.

Sweat beating down my forehead I shake my head and wake up. I fluttered my eyes and saw 5 people starring at me one of them being Ken. There was two girls and two guys, the first girl was a preppy blonde with light blue eyes, the second girl wasn’t as preppy but was wear a lot of pink she had deep red hair and green eyes. Also there was the other to boys, the one holding the red headed girl was tall and lean with golden hair and the same green eyes. As for the other boy he had brown hair and regular brown eyes. The weirdest thing about them was that they all had at least one thing alluring about them. I look over at Ken and studied him the longest, he had dark black hair that looks eerie and mystical, and his eyes are just as eerie their a deep blue that I could, well I am, get in a trance with just one glance. He was a skin color in the middle of tan and pale, just as I am. I shook my head and wiped off the sweat on my head. I arched a brow, and then said,

“What?” All of them looked at me with wide eyes. The girls giggled and smiled, while the guys just sighed in relief, Ken just stood there looking at me.

“Um, well really what?” They stopped laughing and looked at me. Am I missing something?
“You looked like you were in pain and sweating and shifting every five seconds, then you woke up and just said what,” the redhead said, then continued “I’m Allie by the way.” I nodded then waved hi. I began to sit up but it hurt to back, I didn’t show it but some how Ken knew and push me back to laying down. I groaned but stayed laying down on a window seat. I surveyed the room it was like the outside of the Victorian styled mansion, dark grey, half modern, half well not.

“I’m Kim,” the blonde preppy girl spoke up to break the awkward silence.

“This is Jack, and Kyle,” Kim continued. I nodded and smiled a little, I still don’t know Ken’s name. They all had weird looks in their eyes like I did something impossible. I roll my eyes and sat up taking the pillow my head was on and hugging it. Ken looked as if he was jealous of the pillow, and I giggled at that. Everyone became confused again.

“I giggled because Ken… I mean that dude,” I pointed to Ken and continued, “Looks like he is jealous of a pillow. I find that pretty funny.” The girls joined me in giggles while the boys looked at Ken in an annoyed way. I’m glad no one asked why I called him Ken, I thought to myself. I felt a presence coming towards door so I tensed up.

“Someone’s coming,” I stated in a soft voice. Ken glared at me like I was insane, and I felt insane too. As if on cue, the door blew open and the guy who kept snaking his arms around me walked in frustrated. Kim’s eyes widen when she realized I predicted someone coming then someone actually came, while the others where trying to clam him down.

“Trey,” they all yelled in unison, it was flinch worthy. Trey has been starring at me since he entered the mansion, I just avoided it. Does he know? No, he can’t know who would he know? I frowned at the thought of someone knowing the truth, it is heart breaking to lie to the people I love most, but I don’t know how they would react so I don’t tell them. I quietly look down at my shaky hands and remember the night I founded out what I was truly not only a werewolf but something more dangerous.

Flashback – Elizabeth 6 years old
“Ms. William, here I come ready or not!” I released my hands from covering my eyes and started searching everywhere. I run to the bathroom giggling as I threw open the curtain only to hear my own scream. There in the bath tub was Ms. William’s dead body battered and bloody, I said down on the floor and began to sob. I felt a finger tap my shoulder, so I turned around uneasily. There was a man with sharp teeth and blood on his hands, and a knife. I gasp as he smirked evilly. I stood up on my feet and the man still towered over me, he walked pass me and stabbed Ms. William’s dead body again and I covered my mouth to suppress a scream taunting to come out. I felt my eyes grow different my and body heat up, I don’t like this man. He is evil, evil people are horrible. I starred at the man with intensified eyes and jumped on his back, closing my hands around his neck. He killed the closest person to me, how could he. I felt him weaken and he started to fall to the ground, regretfully I backed up and he was holding his neck yelping in pain. M, Mike’s nickname, came into the bathroom and saw the man, he kicked him ending the mans life. M turned to me and opened welcoming arms, I ran into them and began crying again. I almost killed a man.

“What did I do, M?” M looked hesitate to tell me but he shook it off.

“You used your powers, that wasn’t strength you used, when you had your hands on him it was burning him.” I gasped in horror and looked at my hands they were shaking.

Present—
I looked over at Trey and he was looking back at me with disgust. Looking down I saw my hands still shaking, did I really almost kill someone when I was 6, is that possible. Then I recalled dreaming about that night, that was my nightmare, but instead of M killing him I did. Beams of water swam down my face and I wipe them away quickly before anyone notices them, but of course they did. I squeeze the pillow tighter to my and look away from everyone. I’m ashamed i-i-i- I’ve been hiding myself from everyone in the last 12 years so I can’t be here. I can’t hurt them like I got Ms. William’s hurt, no I have to leave. Lightly tossing the pillow back on the window seat I got up and started to walk out of the living room when a hand lands on my arm stopping me.
“Don’t touch her, she’ll kill you,” Trey yelled in disgust. My heart stammered, and I broke out into tears again and the hand brought me into a chest. At my surprise I saw Ken, but instead of pulling away I pull myself closer letting the tears just fall. I felt the heat of my skin rising the longer I stayed in Ken’s chest. God damnit I need to know his name. On my tiptoes my mouth reached the height of his ear and I whispered,

“What’s your name?” He laughed and I could feel his breath on my neck, I lowered myself back onto flat feet and wiped away my tears. Trey was still looking at me in disgust, while Ken was in a trance. Mentally I smiled knowing I could do that, but on the outside I couldn’t bring myself to smile.

“Blaze, I’m warning you if you touch her she WILL kill you,” Trey exaggerated will. I saw Blaze jump out of the trance at his name and pushed me away. Being rejected like that made my heart sink even father. Trey knows, I thought to myself shamefully.

Just as I thought it couldn’t get worst the door threw open again and a very grown up M walks in. I closed my eyes and wished the day would end.

“Hey Trey, Blaze, random girl, Kim, Allie, Kyle, and Jack,” M said happily then quickly looked back at me and his eyes got big. I mean GIANT! I gave a sheepish smile and waved.

“ELLLLLLLLIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE,”M yelled hurrying over to me picking me up spinning me around. He had a death grip so it was hard to breath.

“I… need… to… breathe… M,” I told him threw breaths trying to get air. He let go reluctantly, but his giant smile was still there. Blaze looked as if he was about to rip M’s head off and I stepped away from both of them.

“Ellie, it’s been 12 friggin’ years since I last seen you,” M exclaimed astonished that I was here. I smile my usually shy smile and wink of my eye that had the shyness as well, but ever since I was 6 you could see the hint of sadness, regret, and horror it. M hugged me again and I wrapped my arms around my best friend from a long time ago. Blazed growled and M instantly pulled away confused.

“Don’t touch my pack, Trey says you kill!” Hearing him say that felt like I had been punched in the gut. I hugged my stomach as if I felt it to holding back the tears I shot Trey a death glare. M was also dumbfounded but he knew the truth all of it.

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME, ELLIE WOULDN’T KILL A FLY,” M yelled pulling me back into a hug. This time I wiggled free and stood against the wall claiming myself, it was barely working and M noticed. He poked my side, my very ticklish side, and I started to giggle so he continued. It didn’t claim me but it defiantly distracted me. Giving him a smile I mouth ‘thank you’ to him. He nodded and sat on the couch next to the very confused and puzzled Allie.

“Oh common, I’ve known Ellie since I was 5 years old, when she left at the age of 7 I was heart broken, we were best friends. I mean yes we encountered a very harsh time, both of us, but she is so innocent and angel like, I can’t even believe she is a goddess of fire,” M told them that like it was some easy thing to say. To him it probably was, but I lie to people that are close to me about it. Well I don’t have to lie, I’m never close to people, and I refuse. I stood there against the wall gapping at M for telling them. He looked at my horrid expression and then realized they didn’t know that. He gave me a smile sorry and I just looked away.

“Can I leave now,” I questioned no one in particular. No one nodded but no one said no so I pushed myself away from the wall and grabbed the handle, while someone else did to. The hand being on my sent sparks rushing up my arm so I knew it was Blaze, I ripped my hand away and turned to him.

“You can’t leave until we know you are no harm to us,” he said with venom dripping from each word. I frowned as my stomach was aching in pain, how can he do this to me. M didn’t understand why Blaze was like this because even he knew I wouldn’t hurt anything. It’s just horrible, they don’t deserver to. Under my circumstances that is good that I feel this way, my horrible circumstances. Mike knows me inside and out so he could tell what I was thinking then did something very unexpected. He walked up to me and kissed me right there in front of Blaze. I pulled away almost as soon as he kissed me. What’s up with boys kissing me today? Blaze stood there still inches from, he looked almost as if he was on fire. M looked from me to blaze then to me again. I rolled my eyes and nodded, he almost fell on his butt, but Jack caught him.

“M, you being my best friend and all, I hope this doesn’t offend you, BUT THAT WAS ICKKY!” I wiped my mouth with my hand and then kept wiping it. M looked at me with shock, and then laughed hysterically.

“I remember when you said that at the foster home.” He reminisced about it for awhile until he finally realized I was his alpha’s mate, and he kissed me. Well so did Trey, god I hate Trey. While everyone was distracted I found it my chance to escape, and left through the door running. If I turn into my wolf they’ll smell me, I thought. So instead I just kept running just maybe a little fast than the average human speed. I felt arms grasp me around the waist and I became comfortable.
Fight it, leave, my wolf told me. I wiggled my way out of the arms, or tried at least. Blaze’s arms were wrapped tightly around me, stating that they weren’t letting go anytime soon, so I let out a sigh along with all the air I let out all my fears, and lord was there a lot of those. My number one fear is killing the one I love most. Ms. William’s death is my entire fault, it has to be, she was babysitting me at the daycare when the man came. It was obvious he was here for me, but she died instead. I felt water forming at the edges of my eyes at the thought. Blaze twirled me around so I was facing him, he had a mask on his face, not literally, but I couldn’t see a single emotion. The frown on my face and the tears forming changed that though, almost like he thought it was his fault.

“I miss her, and…and… it’s my fault she died, if I killed him first she…she... would be alive,” I told him resting my cheek on his toned, smooth, chest. My head felt dazed and I was so tired, the nap I took a hour ago didn’t help at all.

“I’m…so…tired,” I whispered in a very soft voice.
Blaze’s p.o.v

“I’m …so…tired,” she whispered in a soft dulcet voice, that I love so much. I picked her up bridal style and started to run back to the mansion, there’s no way I’m letting here leave.
Mine, my wolf said to me. I agree and felt Elizabeth snuggle closer to me. Who is this girl, goddess of fire? Mike said it was her, but she is a werewolf. Distracted by my thoughts I walked in the mansion and went straight up to my room to set her down on my bed.
Claim here, my wolf taunted me. ‘NO’ I thought bad controlling my urges. I tried my hardest to walk out of the room and eventually I did. Quietly I stalk down the starts and listen to everyone.

“Mike, we believe you, it’s Blaze. He see’s her as a threat, just remind him of the summer when it was you, Ellie, him, and Ms. William, I’m pretty sure he’ll remember.” Allie’s words of wisdom to Mike didn’t leave him confused. They were talking about Elizabeth, and the summer I meet her. I remember now, she came here for be at the foster home by the high school.

chapter two... childhood memories...

Flashback – Blaze’s p.o.v still just when he was 6, Ellie was 6, and Mike was 7.
I felt a light tap on my shoulder and my eyes widen. NO, I’M IT. Quickly getting up to my feet I ran to the bathroom, and started to count to 20. 1.2.3.4.5.17.18.19.20. They’ll never know! Opening the door I ran out and downstairs, Ms. William’s was glaring at me, aw she knows.
“You didn’t count to 20 you cheater!” Ellie was looking at me with her hands in fist on her hips(or where hips are suppose to be). I smiled and she relaxed a little, I don’t know why I have that affect on her. Mwhahaha.

“I… I SAID 20,” I debated in my childish tone. Before I could process it Ellie ran away, up the stairs. Ms. William’s was starring behind me in horror. Slowly I turn around and saw nothing, I turned back and Ms. William’s was gone. SHE TRICKED ME. I stomped up the stairs to find Mike.

“Mike, come out, come out where ever you are,” I chant jumping into the play room.

“You sound creepy when you do that,” Ellie says in a small voice from the corner. I follow where the voice was and jumped on top of the stuff animals, I heard a groan.

“OKAY,OKAY YOU FOUND ME,” Ellie yelled.I smirked and dug through the stuff animals, to reveal a very small Ellie. Her Jet black hair like mine, and light grey blue eyes, she looks so small it seems like I could kill her with one hug.

“WHERES MIKE!!!!!!!!” Ellie burst out laughing as she pointed behind me. I moved out of the way in time to dodge Mike landing on me. Ellie grabbed my hand and ran out of the room. Once we were in the hall we were so close I kiss her, an innocent kiss, I was only 6.
Present—Elizabeth’s p.o.v
Shifting around in the bed I woke up. Adjusting my eyes I look around to see if I remember this place, which I don’t. Frantically I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and run out of the room quietly. Stalking towards the stairs I see Blaze. An evil plan pops up in my head and I put it into action. Tip toeing down the stairs I reach Blaze and jump onto his back. Shocked from this sudden attack from behind he turns his head to look at me with a serious face, while my face was joyful and childish. Just like old times, I thought to myself. Blaze kept me on his back and walked down the stairs into the living room where there was the pack. Plopping me on the window seat Blaze sat down next to me. The others continued their debating and were oblivious of me being in the room. Every five seconds I heard my name but I was still tired and didn’t even try to eavesdrop on their conversation. Some how in a matter of minutes Blaze got me to sit in his lap without saying a word. That woke me up and I listened into their conversation half heartedly. Something about ‘goddess of fire’ ‘harm’ ‘powerful’ ‘harmless to us’. Maybe they are talking about me after all. I kept to myself all these years so sometimes teachers would wonder if I had a voice. Here with M, and Blaze, I do have a voice, and I’m scared. Being comfortable with them means I opened my shell, my very hard shell. My shell only broke for my mother, when I was 1-4, and Ms. William’s, while she was alive. My mother died at the age of 4, when she truly was the only thing I loved besides my blankly, I WAS ONLY 4 GOSH NARSH. I don’t remember my father but I’m still heartbroken he died. Blaze’s voice pulled me out of my moppy thoughts and brought me back to life.

“I don’t care if she is of harm or not, she is staying.” Then his grip on my waist tightened, part of me was yelling tell him to stop or you’ll suffocate, and the other half was saying I love his touch. I mentally slapped that half and wiggled around so it wasn’t as tight.

“But alpha Blaze, she-she-she can kill you,” Trey stuttered looking at me then at Blaze in horror of our closeness.

“Isn’t it to early to fight,” I asked them yawning. Kim lit up like I just spoke for her.

“She is my role model, I was just telling them that Bethe,” Kim exclaimed jumping up and down. I arched my eye-brow at the nickname, Bethe, it just sounds so gross.

“Uggh, fine, not Bethe… I meant to say Ellie.” I smiled in triumphed when something hard hit my cheek. I rubbed it and saw Trey standing inches away holding his red hand. Why so violent, I thought to myself rubbing it even more. I turned my cheek towards Blaze and asked him to kiss it better. He did kiss it, it somewhat made it better and clamed me from biting Trey’s head off.

“Why did you slap me, I did nothing wrong,” I whispered softly afraid to upset myself even more, when I was young about a year after I left M, and Blaze, the foster home keeper abused me, slapping me like this everyday. Me being a werewolf and all helped me cover it up, because the bruises never showed. . I rolled my eyes at the depressing thought. My life isn’t like that anymore, now instead of the depressed, abused shy girl, I’m the under spoken, still shy, quiet girl, who is madly in love with someone you used to know then forgot. How weird, strokes imaginary beard. At school, no one knows my name, well because it started yesterday and I was only there for one period.

“Aren’t we suppose to be at school,” I asked rubbing my cheek a little more then letting my hand fall onto my lap. Everyone looked at me in shock.

“Geek,” I heard M mumbled, so I shot him my famous death glare and being defeated he said sorry. I rolled my eyes as he bent his head down.

“Yup, school how fun,” Blaze interjected. Hmm, I’d think that he wanted to see his Barbie stick figure.

“What you don’t want to see your Barbie, I bet she misses you.” Blazed glared at me as if I knew something that he thought I didn’t, oh foolish boy. I know everything.

“Who?” He looked puzzled, then a wall of realization hit him and his eyes widen. I heard a knock on the door then put all of energy to visualize who it is. Oh speak of the she devil herself. I slide off Blaze’s lap as Trey opened the door to let the Barbie in.

“Blaze! You aren’t at school… who is she,” Barbie’s voice went from happy to disgusted. I don’t get how he could kiss her, she looks like plastic. Her skin covered in fake tan, makeup overrunning her face. Skirts 3 sizes too short, heel’s ten feet off the ground. See I’m a simple dresser, loose shirts, but that the ones that don’t show my amazing figure, skinny jeans, sandals or regular shoes like vans. I’m not much for heels, being my clumsy self would fall every two minutes. Shaking myself back to reality I ignore Barbie’s scowling and got off the window seat for her to sit. Immediately after that I earned respect from her, not like I wanted it. People like her don’t see how arrogant they are, they don’t see how people would accept them if they didn’t wear ten pounds of makeup.

“You seem like a cheerleader type, very long black hair almost down to your waist, awesome figure, not pale, but not tan. A little makeup and I heard boys talking about what an amazing ass you have,” Barbie spoke up in admiration that I didn’t want. I saw Blaze tense when she said ‘I heard boys talking about what an amazing ass you have,’ and I don’t blame him.

chapter three.... school is becoming a kidnapping center, what is this?

“So, if I try out, you’ll let me on the team,” I asked in my really happy hopeful voice, almost as if I was a cheerleader. If I’m a cheerleader at least that’s somewhat normal. Her face lit up with joy, and ran over to me taking my hands in hers.

“I WOULD DEFFINATLY LET YOU ON THE TEAM, YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE ON THE TEAM!” I look over at Blaze amused by his dumbfounded face.

“Let’s go to school, I bet all the no bodies are wondering where their awesome queen is,” I said pretending to be her loyal friend, ahh all this is part of my master pain. She grabbed my arm joyfully tugging me out of the house, I wave ‘bye’ to Blaze.
Once we reached school, after a drive in the car singing along to random songs, I got out with her. We were acting like best friends, and she believed everything I said. Things like, nerds are just so gross. Books are too wordy, if we needed them so much why do we computers and a lot of arrogant things like that. Walking into the hallways everyone was starring at me with obvious envy, 1. I’m with the queen, and 2. They think I’m pretty (which I’m not). Barbie just rolled her eyes at the them and I walked by her emotionless.

“You’re name is Marissa right,” I asked her hoping she’ll actually talk.

“Yup, and you are Elizabeth, I’m going to call you El,” she said back not looking at ether sides of her.
“Well, I’ll see you are practice right,” I questioned hoping for an easy ‘yes’.

“Yes.”

“Good,” I said half heartedly. Walking of the opposite way with my head down I run into a wall, then look up at a boy grinning. Rolling my eyes I walk around him, until he grabs my arm.

“Opp, yah I almost forgot to say sorry,” I murmured smiling a crooked smile, uneasy at his touch wishing it was Blaze’s hand.

“You’re mine now,” he said, my eyes widen. My normal life is not going to happen, I thought to myself. I try to wiggle my arm loose from his hand. It doesn’t budge, oh god I don’t want to start a commotion. I sigh, and try again with a little more force. Nothing…

“Let go please,” I tell him in an ice cold tone. He shakes his head definitely not letting go anytime soon. I felt my skin start to heat up and his hand quickly left my arm. Claiming myself it slowly goes back to room temperature, oh great now I’m like a food. I felt his mouth next to my ear.

“What the hell are you,” he whispered in a serious tone. I was about to say something went he put his hand on my mouth and started to drag me. I saw Blaze in the corner of my eye and bite down on the hand.

“Blaze,” I yelled but it was muffled by the hand, but he heard it apparently because now he is looking straight at me. I began to relax knowing he was coming until the school doors close in front of me between my foot, I let out a small yelp and could feel Blaze going faster than humanly possible. Showoff, I thought to myself. How can I be thinking like this when I’m in this situation?Starring down at my foot, I began to get mad at this random kidnapper. I poured my power out of me and he’s grasped left me and I heard him scream. Soon enough Blaze was next to me starring at me in horror. I look down at my feet and studied the one what got closed on, it was healing already.

“I’m going to the foster home,” I say softly, then began to back up, turned on my heel and walked down the stairs. I bit my lip, as pain shot up my foot. Half way out of the parking lot, I felt a cold hand grasp my neck. Great, the kidnapper again. I twirl around to face him, anger lingering around me.

“What do you want,” I ask in an ice cold tone, and fire appearing in my eyes.

“You,” he simply answered, and I was about to answer him with something smart ass, when Blaze’s voice boomed from behind the kidnapper.

“Well she is mine.” To which I thought to myself, I’m not the last piece of pizza. I roll my eyes and pray off the kidnapper’s hand off my neck. The kidnapper looks right at me slowly releasing me.

“Well who do you belong to?” I look at the kidnapper for a second, and then at Blaze for a minute, and my answer is obvious. I stare at them some more, and then I grabbed Blazes wrist pulling him into the school through the front door. I felt the kidnapper’s glare burning through my back, in a bad way, as if it were truly happening. Since I was thinking rather than paying attention to Blaze I hadn’t realize I was the one being dragged now.

“So you are mine.” I look over at Blaze who was smiling comfortably.

“Yes, I am, but you are also mine. By the way why did I want to go to school again,” I ask him, but I could tell he didn’t listen to the second part I rolled my eyes as I saw his smile brighten.

“I’m yours,” he murmurs quietly then pulled me into a room not being used. I look at him confused and anxious at the same time. What an odd feeling, I thought to myself. My look vanished when he kissed me, I felt like I was melting into water. Which is ironic because, apparently I’m goddess of fire. Vigorously I kissed back loving the way his lips felt on mine. I felt an appearance come near so I pull back, disappointed of our rude interruption. My eyes quickly found their way to the door, which was now being opened. I sigh in relief when Marissa came in with a uniform. She strutted over to me, using a walk that was suppose to mean ‘I’m sexy’ but it looks like she has something in her pants, well uh, skirt.

chapter four- this means war.

“Hey babe, oh and El here’s your uniform.” Marissa was now standing next to us. I’m going to love playing with her.

“Oh, I…um… forgot to say I wasn’t going to be on the cheerleading team anyways,” I say in my confused cheerleader voice. In the corner of my eye I saw his eyes, clearly he was enjoying this. Marissa grunted and threw the uniform on the ground. Frustrated she twirled and was standing in front of Blaze now.

“Blaze tell her to stop being dumb, and you get to meet my parents today!” Blaze’s eyes shot open wider and he looked over to me for help. Smirking I shook my head and backed up a little. Blaze took a look at me then at Marissa, and then he let out a giant sigh.

“Marissa, I don’t want to date you.” My smirk widen as the Barbie when mad and kept hitting Blaze, enough though it wouldn’t hurt him. I’m pretty sure it’s hurting her more than him.

"YOU," she exclaimed and pointed at me then continued," you're why he broke up with me, you little--." Rolling my eyes I nodded. I guess I am the reason MY Blaze broke up with her. I look over at Blaze again and he looked annoyed slowly he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room. I wonder how she found us in this room.

“Want to skip school,” I ask Blaze now pulling him towards the school’s front door. He gave me a nod and I push on the door opening it. I was wearing a smile that reached my eyes, I say was because in front of us was the kidnapper. My grip on Blaze’s hand was tightened and my muscles became tense. I thought he left. Blaze and the kidnapper fought. At first Blaze was winning but now the kidnapper had him pinned to the floor, Blaze looked like he couldn’t get out of it. I felt my anger boiling up because this stupid person wouldn’t let me go. Suddenly he screamed and let go of me. Oh so manly scream. Walking over to my kidnapper I place my hand on him and my version became weird like I was seeing through red, I pushed my hand harder onto the kidnapper and released all my anger into him. He screamed even louder than the other wimpy man and ran away from me. I looked over at Blaze who was dumbfounded. I rolled my eyes and felt myself calm down, when I was completely calm and relaxed I held out my hand for Blaze and he gladly took it.

“Don’t do that again,” I whispered to him as he pulled me into a hug.

“Elizabeth, we got to go,” Blaze said focus on the school front door. He didn’t wait for a response he just took my hand and dragged me over to the parking lot. Running to Blaze’s car I looked back and saw the school’s principal watching us sending two of Blaze’s pack members after us. I wonder why we are running then. Getting into Blaze’s car we wait for the two pack members to meet us. When they do they got into the car and Blaze drove off.

“That’s weird,” I murmured under my breath. Looking out the window it started to rain and
I felt the cold beginning to set in.

“Ellie, you honestly can kick ass,” one of Blaze’s pack members from behind said to me. I laughed silently and felt a set of eyes piercing into me, I looked over at Blaze and he was the one starring at me. My eyebrows pulled together and I felt an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.

“What is it Blaze,” I questioned with my voice very soft afraid of what it would sound like any higher. He snapped back to looking forwarded and continued to drive silently, leaving me wonderstruck.

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 06.11.2011

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