Sandra
Fitting into Cornerstone high was never a problem. Everyone knew me before I could even introduce myself. I received endless smiles from people I never even knew. While some showed me hate. I got all the publicity I never wanted, all because a famous boy kissed me on the lips. My favourite crush, a famous pop singer named Hayden. The beeping alarm sounded, I realized that was in dreaming. Cornerstone high was an expensive school. I could never afford it. The tuition fees cost the same as my mothers salary. Which is very little. As for Hayden, well he's every teenager's fantasy. Almost 80% of all the girls in my class wish they could meet him face to face and get a kiss or better yet his number. But that's never going to happen. Fantasies are a curse nothing more or so my mother would say. As I was still in my thoughts, I was alarmed by a sudden noise on my window, I thought it was probably a bird. The noise continued, thats when I became suspicious. I realized that the noise was a stone being thrown at my window. There was only one person brave enough to do such an act. I peeked through the window glass and saw my best friend Peter. He was 1.8 whilst I was 1.6 tall. But height difference did not say anything, we got along like ice and gin. I jumped with excitement, as I hadn't seen my bestie for 18 hour's. It felt like an eternity."Wait for me there, I'm coming!" I grabbed a few dollar notes then ran down the stairs. Alfi waggled his tail, hoping for a treat. "Stay!" The dog stayed for a second then stood up to see where I was going. But it was not able to follow me as I had quickly locked the door. I felt slightly guilty. I could imagine what Alfi felt. Peter walked at a fast pace trying to go as far away from my house as possible. "Come on. Rudolph is harmless." I affirmed. "Yeah, right?" I laughed. "So did you get the invite?" Peter raised an eyebrow.. "What invite?" "You know.." I giggled. "She hasn't said anything to me." "She's probably going to tell you when you're both alone." "Yeah, maybe." "Come on don't be like that. Jess Is really into you." I tried to affirm. Peter sighed. Doubt clearly seen behind those round spectacles he would put on his eyes. "Well sometimes it feels like she's going to be a crush forever and nothing more." I felt very bad for my friend. He just couldn't see his own potential very well. Since he was good-looking and most of the girls in my class would drool for him. "I think you should just tell her how you feel." I suggested."As if she'll listen to me." "You need to loosen up a little. A little bit of positivity can do wanders for your confidence." Peter chuckled. "You're really into this positive energy guru shit, aren't you?" "Well it has helped my mom overcome many of her life challenge's, or so she says." "I guess I'll have to try that positive thinking from now on. Maybe Jess will finally notice me and confess her feelings for me. And I guess I could ask her to be my prom date and we could kiss under the big disco ball then feel her heart beat close to my heart." I couldn't stop but smile as I heard such positivity finally."Oh.. You should really tell her how you feel. Or should I do the honour's. It will be like a friend doing her best friend a favour." Peter chuckled. He's cheeks becoming red. I could tell he wanted to say no. So I didn't press on too hard anymore. Suddenly, a red convertible was coming towards our direction slowly. Peter cleared his voice with his gaze fixed on the car. I watched in annoyance as the boy in the car waved at us. He had black shiny spiky hair and would often wink to everyone he would pass by. "Argh, I don't know why you always have to make things obvious." I protested. "I like his car and the guy is also chilled. I don't know why you don't like him. Not forgetting the fact that he wants you." "Jake is a snob, he likes to be liked and I just don't feel the same way as other people." "I think your just in self denial mode. He wants you and you want him. We've been friends since daycare, I know you especially when you like someone." I laughed that comment off. I refused to believe any of Peter's theories of me. "Well, that snob is definitely not my type. He is way too ignorant and thinks he's this big short just because his parents are rich." Peter eyed me with disbelief. "Yeah yeah yeah. Keep telling yourself that. My ride has arrived. I'll text you." He began to run after his parent's black limousine which was parked opposite us on the other side of the road. I waved my hand but felt sad to see my friend leave me so soon.Jake
It was after 12 pm, when I i had finally finished my daily routine workout. I quickly reached for my water bottle then began to gulp down the contents with an aim to quench my thirst. Paul was my combat trainer. Well fit and intimidating in muscle structure. He offered me another bottle but I refused it. "I still remember what you taught me, don't drink too much after a heavy workout." I teased. "Oh, so he remembers. Thank goodness." "But coach, you know that this bottle alone won't quench my thirst." Paul eyed me for a while. I felt guilty already. "Okay.. rules are rules. Geez!" My trainer threw me the bottle of water and I caught it quickly and began to drink. Paul shook his head. "When I was your age, I used to take in more than 3 litres a day. My body heat was just too much." "Does it ever stop?" I asked.."The heat? Never. You just learn to control yourself. Its a defensive mechanism that our kind has. It's the fuel we need to transform.""But you never sweat, neither does my father, unlike me." "Well once you transform, the excessive sweating stops. Your body heat will go as high 50 degrees celcius but you won't even release a single drop of sweat. Unlike humans." I suddenly remembered someone special. The girl my mind had been stuck on since being enrolled in Lakewood High. "Funny, you should say that." I began."What do you mean?" "I saw her again today." Paul raised an eyebrow. "You mean?" "Sandra, yes. That's her name." My combat training quickly changed in expression. His face stern and cold. "You should stay away from her." He pressed. I felt defensive."Why, cause she's human and I'm a werewolf?" "No. Because if your father finds out he will.. You know how Daniel is.""I know. He's a highly feared alpha, ruthless killer and will do anything to protect his precious pack." "He will kill her!" Paul pressed. I growled in anger. "Not if I can help it." "What will you do?" "I'll fight." "Fight for a human? The entire pack will be ready to kill you." I couldn't even imagine what my death would look like. Paul's word's felt like a bluff to me even as I was so defensive. "Sandra is not evil. She's nice." I stated. "It won't matter much to your father, he's old fashioned." "But you are modern. Can you talk to him. Please." Paul chuckled. "As if he'll ever listen to me." "Then what about my feeling's?" "Better forget about them. You're not human, you're a werewolf. And maybe one day, you will take after your dad and qualify to be Alpha. You can't seem weak because of your feelings for a human. Especially a human."The phone suddenly rang to alert the trainer that his training time had ended. Paul began to pack his items and put them in his sports bag. "I guess I'll see you again tomorrow then." He said. I nodded and watched my trainer leave.Sandra Another day of highschool hell had arrived. Waking up on a Monday morning was always a dtruggle. You'd swear I was a knight wagging war towards another land. In this case the land would be my bed. I stood outside the house, waiting patiently for Peter to show up but he took longer than expected. I think he woke up later than me. I began to walk to school since I didn't want to be late for class. It was not too long of a distace but I had no choice but to increase my pace. While walking, i heard the sound of a car beep from behind me. I was very certain it wasn't Peter. He didn't like the beep of a car. I continued with my journey, daring not to turn my gaze to see who was making that continuous beeping sound. I then stopped walking to allow the noisy car to pass. I turned my gaze to look but was surprised to see that it was my classmates. The twins and their shared boyfriend Tyler. The Finley sister's threw raw eggs on my face, while Tyler the drove the orange Ranger
On Fridays, classes ended early and sometimes pupils just sign the register and sit there doing nothing. I didn't see a point of going to school on that specific day. And so I would study in therary with a tutor helping me with my lesson's. When I was done studying I called Paul to come and train me. He did come and did not ask any questions since he knew that I was free on Mondays. A timetable set by me. "Your aims are not as hard today like every other day." Said Paul. I felt worried. "I must have not eaten anything. My limbs do feel strange." Paul analysed me. "Its called having a love interest on someone. Is this about that Sandra girl again?" I was caught. He knew me well. "I can't stop thinking about her." "Are you seeing her?" "Of course not. But I will very soon." I boldly stated as if knowing the future. Paul shook his head slightly. He sighed. "If I were you, I'd forget about her. You're a werewolf and she is human." I laughed hilariously. "I've dated many hum
I entered the house to find it empty. I noticed a note pasted on the refrigerator from my mother, that she had to leave for work and would return again tomorrow. Being a nurse, meant working long hours, sometimes with extra shifts. I felt slightly bored and regretted arriving at home early. I could have stayed out a bit longer. I thought to myself. Sigh. I began to undress till I was only left with only my purple under garment. I threw my body on the bed and laid there for a while. A smile covered my face. I felt happy. As if I needed to go out. I could only see Jake's face whenever I shut my eyes tight. And imagined myself kissing him. Suddenly there was a loud ringing on my cellphone. It was Peter. "Hey! Where are you? I passed by your house. Your mom said you were with Jake." He said. I giggled. "Yes. I was with him" "Did he finally confess his feelings, is that why you're giggling?" I quickly grabbed a mirror and realised I looked like a hypocrite. Was I lying to myself whe
"Who might that be?" I wondered. My father left the room quickly. I could hear him talking with someone. It sounded like Peter. "Its my friend from school. Let him in!" I shouted My mother looked at me a stern cold face. She disliked visitor's. "We will have this conversation after your friend has left. Those dogs can't get away with hurting my daughter! I won't let them." Mavis pressed. I heard footsteps approaching. The door opened wide. I smiled as I saw Peter standing there. But what I could understand was why he brought a mouse with him. I never liked Sandra. She was always so picky and acting clean and innocent. She represented everything I hated. She was too good. Nothing like Peter. "Oh look darling, your friends from school have come to see you." George said with a wide pretense smile on his face. "Come closer." I said. I could see the eagerness in Peter's eyes, he feared me and that turned me on. "Don't be afraid, go to her. She's doing much better now." Said Georg
SandraCornerstone high school was overcrowded with many pupils. News travelled fast that Jake and I were a couple even as we were not. I felt offended. I mean what was there to like about the guy? He was a snob and he wasn't that hot as some of the girls said. It was embarrassing how they would drool over him... I didn't understand what they saw there. I admit, Jake and I had made it a habit to walk at the school premises together. We ate together during lunch and even went to the school library together. Perhaps that's why people considered us a couple. Well I was uncomfortable with that, neither was Peter..I think. He was growing distant from us. And that was worrying me"I managed to get three tickets to see the famous Hayden that you've been telling me about." Said Jake, placing the tickets on the table. I was filled with so much excitement that I screamed out loud without intending to do so. I had such a big crush on Hayden. My favourite musician of all times. "Oh my God.
Sandra I found it hard to sleep without at least resolving things with Peter. We have always been close friends. I wondered what was happening to us. I didn't like how bad things were becoming. Our friendship was on rocky ice. It was unstable. I wondered if Jake was the culprit. But then again, how could he? He had been so kind to the both us. That he would even suggest that the three of us go and watch Hayden together. It just didnt make any sense. So if Jake wasn't the problem then who was? I wondered. Suddenly, I received a call. The number was blank. Out if curiousity. I decided to answer it. "Jake is not a good boy, he's an animal. He can be slaughtered easily, but we live forever." Said a voice, it sounded machine operated. I was shocked. I felt the need to contact the snob, can you imagine? I was surprised because he actually answered."Sandra, is that you?".I felt slightly irritable "Its a ghost from another planet." I teased.. Jake did not laugh but was silent. I cou
Peter I had been moody for some time. I didn't understand what was happening to me. Ever since Jess was in an accident, I had been stressed for her. I had always had a crush on her. She had that fire in her. The kind of strength that attracted me. She was of course attractive as well. I loved her brown eyes and her rustic her and that Rock and roll look she would put on. It suited her and that personality she had. But most of all I loved the fact that she was kind to others. When I found out that she was involved in helping at an old age home I was smitten. I knew that she was the one for me. A selfless beauty queen. I knew I had to make her mine. I didn't even have to confess my feelings for her. I just did good things for her.. then one day, she just kissed me and gave me a gift. A ring. She probably wanted me to think of it as a promise ring. I kept her word and kept it a secret from everyone to respect her wishes. Instead of putting it on my finger, I placed it around my neck for
SandraMy body was feeling strained because of all my long continuous thinking. I just couldn't stop worrying about Peter. He had been acting strange for weeks, withdrawing from our usual activities and spending more and more time with Jessica. Hold on! Ever since those two have started dating, Peter had been acting strange. I mean, I'm happy that they are a couple now, even as I've never seen them walk together in public. But it's unfair how the only friend I've ever known is treating me now. I don't know what could be the reason for his hatred towards me. You'd swear I did something. Or does he think I despise his girlfriend? Peter and I had always been very close. I could feel the tears in my eyes just thinking about what he and i used to do together. When i was 8 years old, my frog Alfie was murdered by one of the Finley sisters, Alice . She had made it seem like a mere accident but Peter had seen everything. Everyone was afraid of reporting Alice to the principal because she ha