My Life as the Luna

Episode 1

High school the bane of most people's existence, one of those includes me. I hate high school, it's the worst place to be on earth. Between the amount of time spent working on bogus assignments that we won't ever need later in life to the most self-entitled people, one can meet I was just about done. Don't get me wrong I'm doing well but I don't have friends that care and I'm just tired. I wanna let my wolf out and run. 

Just as I start to drift into my dream world with my wolf, Mr. French calls on me.

"RAVEN".

"What was the question again sir?"

"I asked you for the third time now what is the equation for finding the sides to triangles" he said visibly livid at me and trying to hold back his anger and contempt for his job.

"I don't know Mr. French." I muttered

"Anyone else know the answer, unlike Raven who isn't paying attention?" he bellowed out to the class.

The class was over in 10 minutes I just had to make it out without being noticed again and I was in the clear. Soon as the final bell rang for class to be over it also signified that the school day was over and I was relieved. It was the end of my sophomore year at Rivercrest, all my finals were done, and passed with decent grades. not necessarily the best grades but I at least didn't flunk out. The musical was done and over so I didn't even have to look forward to that anymore. 

The walk home wasn't bad except for the creepy guy who lives a few houses down from me walking a few feet behind me. I wasn't the prettiest girl in the world. I was slightly overweight with regular brown hair and, plain green eyes. not many guys looked at me let alone asked me out. I had been on a total of 1 date with a guy and it ended up with me breaking up with him because I just felt absolutely nothing for him. This guy a few houses down from me was weird though. He was a wolf just like me, but he was from the local pack, Rivercrest Moon. I don't know why he always kept an eye on me but he did. 

See I am a rogue wolf, meaning I do not have a pack. My mom was human and my sperm donor was a wolf. a no-good wolf who ran out on his family but a wolf nonetheless. I took after him and got my wolf when I was 16, on my birthday, and I will never forget the amount of pain I went through. Every bone breaking in my body multiple times over until each and every bone was changed and in the correct place for my wolf. hair protruding from every pore on my body, burning and feeling each and every one of them coming through. While I will never forget that, each time after that has been easier for me. I've thought about joining the local pack but it never felt right to me. I don't know why. It could be because I'm still learning bout myself or maybe it's because I just don't belong but I'm at least happy just being on my own for now. 

The guy following me was James or was it, Jeff. I can't ever remember because with most people I just forget their faces and move on because no one has ever been noteworthy. He just kept following me but for the first time he actually spoke and said "What the f**k do you think you're doing being  rogue on our land?"

I turned around and looked at him, only to turn right back realizing he wasn't worth it and he was just looking to pick a fight. I just had to make it another 5 minutes and I'd be home in the comfort of my bed. 

"Hey I'm talking to you b***h!" he screamed at me. 

I yelled back at him as I opened the front door to my house. "Just leave me alone."

Finally, after such a long day I can just relax at home, go hop in the shower, and curl up in bed with a good book.

Or so I thought...