Meet Maze
My day starts normally. I am woken up by a loud ringing in my ears, as well as my mother's voice screaming.
"Wake up, you useless child!" I rightful don't reply. I stay quiet as I dress in black leggings and a white top, i pull my hair into a bun and make my way downstairs. My mother stands at the foot of the stairs with her hands on her hips, tapping her foot on the floor.
This is going to be terrible. Yay me. Now, most of the pack hates me. They bully and abuse me, including my mother, we live just outside the pack, but still within the border. I lived with her all my life, even after my parents were no longer together.
Now that's enough from memory lane. My mother barks orders at me, and I get to work doing my jobs around the house before I get off to work. I don't work in the pack, no. I'm not allowed, so I work in the human town, and I work in a nursery.
I walk through the double glass doors, and I'm welcomed by other teachers and staff in the office, I sign in, as I begin to go off into the side building and head towards the nursery part of the school. I love working here. I'm 15, but I already have my wolf, called Jaz, and I work a part-time job, and I attended school.
I walk into my room the room is a bit like a normal class room, just bigger, and longer. The walls are cream with hand painted animals on them, the floor where the kids sit and play is a blue carpet, the floor near the desk and sink, is tiled, and all the children beam up at me and all rush over for cuddles, Jaz forces me to squat and cuddles them all back. "You know Jaz, you don't have to force it. I'm more than happy to hug them all." She doesn't listen and just wags her tail. She loves these kids as much as I do, so today I'm here all day because the class is cancelled.
James looks up at me from his spot on the floor, James is 6'2 dark brown hair, and green eyes. skinny, but he has a lot of body mass from his muscles. He is 18 and works here full-time, but I and he are good friends. I wave over at him, and he waves back at me.
Work goes by quickly, and I am already dreading the time I have to go home. The bell rings, and James and I are on pick-up duty. After about half an hour, the kids are all out of the room and going home. James offers to walk me, and I say no, he understands but still looks upset.
I walk the streets, ignoring everyone and everything going on around me. Then I get into the driveway, and Jaz starts to whine, and I can tell I am not going to like what happens to me once I step inside. I take a big breath and step into my personal hell.
My mother is already screaming at someone down the phone, most likely my dad or my grandparents, I finish all my paperwork and homework, and I get on with cooking dinner. My sister comes home from school and is followed by her 'gang'. wonderful, just what I need. Most of them won't look at me, and a ghost of a smile touches my lips, but I school my face before they enter the kitchen.
Once dinner is done, I clean up, Mother has gone somewhere to drink, most likely. My sister Ana has probably gone out with friends. I think back to my dad and how much I miss him, I accidentally cut myself on a knife, but I don't feel the pain. I soon finished washing, and I took a shower. Before getting ready for bed, I smelled something strange in my room, someone has been in here, in my room.
It doesn't smell like my sister or her gang, and it's not my mother but I see a box under my bed and I smile I know who was in my room, and who it came from, it was my dad.
My dad sometimes gives me little presents, he doesn't send them, he can't, but he gets a friend of his to help and give them to me.
My dad is my best friend, I love him so much it hurts my heart sometimes, not seeing or hearing from him hurts so much, I feel a tear roll down my cheek. My parents split when I was younger, and my sister was only a pup when it happened.
My mother blamed my dad for pretty much anything and everything that happened or went wrong, when they split, she took all that anger out on me. Now I know you much think they are mates?. No, they aren't mates, they never found them, by the time they were nearly 30 they decided to give up and date each other. They married and had me even though I was a accident, I wasn't planned, then two years later they had my sister. They spilt years later, and my dad actually found his mate, she is amazing, however they live so far away it's hard to see them a lot.