I was running. Dodging branches of trees as I made my way through the forest. As I was running, I saw the target boards and I took an arrow out of my quiver one by one as I saw more targets coming. I didn't my speed. I speed up. All the target boards were full of my practice arrows. Some are split and there are still the ones on the bottom to where the boards are hung that are removed or are old.

The last 3 boards came to view. I cannot decrease my speed now, instead of slowing down, I took 3 arrows and aimed them at the boards.

Swish!

It hit the boards and I was smiling, happy to the results.

"Wake up Eleanor!" My mother yelled.

I quickly got up from bed to see my mom leaning on the doorframe, with her floral apron and ladle in hand. Her hair in a messy bun. My mother was a wonderful cook indeed. She was once a restaurant head chef in Malibu, but due to what happened to me, we have to move.

"You were having your adventures again" she said emphasizing the 'adventure' as she smiles.

"Get up, you only have 30 mins before school," she said waving the ladle as she left my room.

I went to the bathroom and got a quick shower. I went to the cabinet and took a navy blue jeans, I put on a Nike azure-colored t-shirt and had a sky-blue cardigan. I put on my white Nike shoes then I went to my desk to take my books and my leather shoulder bag, I got it from my aunt Liza when I was 16. It's her present to me actually.

I'm not like the other girls out there. I dont take an hour to get dressed nor do i take too long to have a shower. I guess im more into the simplicity version of me. Im not into expensive things. I just cherish what I have.

I got out of my room then to the kitchen I go. Mom was setting up the table and I got my self some bacon and eggs and some of my energy bars, which I shove in my bag, then continue my breakfast. Once I finished, I put my dirty dishes in the sink.

I went to the door and stopped. I checked my things to see if I forgot anything, which I did. I went back upstairs. I got inside my room, I quickly noticed my sketch pad on top of my desk including my other drawing equipment, you can consider me as an art lover, but I am bad at it. I always have them wherever I go. I am busying my self-drawing abstract objects. Others may be good at drawing faces and stuff, but it's safe to say that I have a photographic memory when it comes to the scenery I want to paint or draw.

I got them just in time for the school bus to honk at my house. I got out then I ran towards the bus and off we go.

The bus passed other houses, and stopping for other students to hop in. I was in the very back. I took it out my sketch pad and I flip through my drawings and sketch. First page had the scene of the Brooklyn bridge on a sunrise. That time I went for a morning run. The next, Just a simple clearing that had trees so lush and the sun's ray visible due to the fog casting over the tree's. I kept flipping. These sketch book was given to me by my mother on my 14th birthday. She saw me once drawing a wolf and decided that maybe i can still enhance it and she's right. I kept on flipping didn't saw someone standing behind me.

" Wow, this is amazing drawings you have." A blonde guy said. Quickly, I closed the pad. He stood maybe 6'3", he's wearing a grey polo shirt, a black denim jeans paired with a white Nike shoes. His eyes were a shade of Hazel

" Sorry to startle you." he apologized. He smiled at me. Nope, not falling for this smiles again. I am not having a repeat of this again. The last time I trusted a human got me almost killed, so sorry.

" It's fine. " I replied flatly.

" I'm Jackson " he offered his hand for me to shake. You think I'm the type of a person who is an introvert, no I'm not. I actually like observing someone's behaviors, don't think of me as a creep, it's just me. I plane on getting a fine arts course and maybe Psychology. If I can.

" Eleanor. " I said and smiled back at him. We shook hands. He asked if he can see throughout my art and of course, I said yes.

He kept giving compliments that I already heard like ' this is amazing' ' you should sell this' 'this is truly a one work of art.' and so on and on, we'll I heard mostly from my mother. I don't have any friends at Malibu.

The bus stopped then everyone got out. I bid my goodbye to Jackson as he went to his group of friends, both male and female, the girls just give a glare when we both came out last and him giving me back my pad. There were already students here, on either on the campus grounds, the benches, the stairs or on the side of the buildings loitering.

So, hi I am Eleanor Hart. I live with my mother here in California. We are from Malibu, New York and just Moved here.

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The bell rang. I am currently walking to the principal's office for my schedule. I kinda liked this school. The lockers lined the wall and students giving looks as I passed by. Thanks to Jackson's instructions I came to a halt in front of a door that read principal's office

I knock 3 times and heard a Lady voice saying come in. I never expected that the principal's a woman.

"Good morning ma'am, I am here for my schedule," I said offering her a smile as she offered me a seat and shuffled through her piles of papers.

"Ah, you must be the transfer student, Ms...Hart?right?" She asked, to which I nodded. She gave me my schedule and I got out to look for my class.

"First, I got English," I said to my self. I kept turning on hallways not knowing exactly where to go.

I was walking down the hallway with the books on my hand. I first went to my locker and punched in the given code. I left the book there in time for the 2nd bell to ring. 5 minutes until the first period begins.

I remembered how lonely I was when I was back there at Malibu. I like it that way. I don't want other people touching and playing with what is mine not unless they have my permission. To which I don't intend to give unless they can be of use to me in the near future and Jackson is a peice I might need in the future, he might not sense me but I knew he held the power of either beta or Third in command or even an Alpha .

I was out of my thoughts when I was bumped by someone, making my file folder and my book fall to the floor. I looked up to see a fake blonde girl, brown eyes, about 5"4' and has thick makeup, she wore Skinny jeans, and a crop top showing off her belly piercing.

"Watch where you're going bitch." she spat out at me. Looking back with her friends laughing at me. To what it looks like, she must be the Queen bee fo this school. With her minions. I imagined her in a stocked black and yellow bee mascot with a crown alongside her minions, I almost laughed but on the outside my face is stoic.

"It was you who weren't paying attention to your way and was so entranced on your phone, so you're the one who has to watch where you're going. So can you do 'us' a favor,and move out of the way. Wait, does any one of you have a token?" I looked at her dead in the eyes. I'm not going to be a push over at this school. I'm not gonna let that happen.

A guy passed by me and I stopped him.

"Do you have a token?" I looked at him. He's someone you would totally call a geek.

"Nope. Why?" He asked looking at me and back to the Bee and his minions.

"So that I can give them tokens to move and get out of the way of everyone." The others behind us snickered. The others behind her move and I heard her mumbled something like me being a bitch and overconfident piece of shit. Well you're the pea brain who needs brains surgery.

One of her friend from the back spoke up. A raven haired girl.

"She probably got a plastic surgery from head to toe I'm and trying to show it off."

"All this girl..." I gestured towards my body.

"Are real and natural."

"Admit it, you have a plastic surgery." A brown haired bitch on the Bee's right spoke.

I looked at her.

"Admit it you, all of you had plastic surgery and maybe in need of a brain surgery. Since all of you pea brains need to understand the words 'you're blocking the way.'" With that I tired to move. The geek from a while ago long gone.

I sidestep her going around her, but she got ahold of my arm again. Urgh!

"Let go," I said, giving her a warning.

When I said that she pulled me again in front of her then she did what I thought she would do. She slapped me. She freaking slapped me! Oh, wrong move lass.

The sound of skin making contact to my cheeks echoed in the almost empty hallway. Other students stopped wide-eyed. Some of them were just whispering inaudibly.

That did it. I lost my temper and slapped her back. Harder this time. Nobody crosses lines with me without any consequence.

Well as I said a while ago, I'm not like the other girls. They slap, whils I punch. So I did.

She stumble a bit and her minions caught her.

"Move bitch. Get outta way." I remember the song. But don't know the title.

When I said that word. I heard some 'ohhh's and 'dayuuuums'.

"Fight, Fight, Fight Fight." I heard the students chanting.

I mentally groaned.

Oh, crackers. I wasn't supposed to get into any trouble. When my mom finds out.....urgh! biscuits!!!

"You're so gonna regret that." I tried to figure out where all of this confidence is coming from. She took my hit easily, since it wasn't a full punch. It's like I know what her inuendo is. She's gonna go for a fight

"Sure thing female dog, maybe you'll end up in a hospital after this." I heard a low growl from behind her. Confidence laced my voice. I'm kinda feeling bitchy now because of her.

Shit. There are only 3 words for me. I. Am. Dead- wait no,scratch that, 'She is dead'. Yup she is dead. She doesn't know what I've gone through for me to be this way. Mother brought me to martial arts classes and surprisingly I am top of the class. Even beat the shit put of the great student the mater have. So I still hold the title.

Before I could take back what I said she sloppily punched my cheek. Making my head go to the sides.

Wrong move. First thing I learned. Never be the one first to engaged. Bait them and have them play your game. Also, another reason why I wasn't beaten was that once I start something, I always make sure to end.

So I lunged at her punching her diaphram and taking the air out of her lungs. I was surprised she wasn't that hurt.

Hmmmm....wonder why.

She looked at me and I gasped making her smirk. Crud. Did her eye colors just change? Crud, I really am going to need mom right now. Now I read something about this. But what is it?

"Let's take this outside now shall we?" She asked smirking. Shit. I am really really am in some deep shit.

Her friends surrounded me and started to push me. I dropped everything I held as her minions hold both of my arms.

We we're heading towards the forest just behind the school building. Other students were trailing us behind but some of her friends held them off.

I felt pain in my diaphragm and the air out of my lungs. I looked in front to see Blondie. She gave me a punch after punch. Punching my cheeks and diaphragm.

While she's busy punching, I studied her movements. She was good at punching and aiming but she clearly is not good when it comes to her legs. She doesn't know how to find her center of gravity. She just kept punching. But I'm shocked to say the least that she is quite strong. She also doesn't use her legs much. So I took that as an advantage to come up with a strategic plan.

I faked being weakened and I slumped on the group. I opened my lids a bit to see her smirking.

'i am so gonna wipe that smirk later'. I was just about to get up to punch her but stop when I heard her saying "stupid human".

Wasn't she human?

Then the unexpected happened. I followed my gaze towards her. Her eyes were now pitch black. Now, where did I read about eyes that are pitch black? I went to deep thought. And that's when it all dawned on me.

Shit, she's a werewolf.

I suddenly got up to my feet surprising her.

My turn to make you feel if you mess with the devil, you experience hell's wrath first hand.

I got up then I send her a left hook, right hook, 2 jobs, and a back kick. I wasn't satisfied then gave her a roundhouse kick.

I learned all those from my mother. How did she know how to fight like that? No idea.

A thought crossed my mind, weres are supposed to be strong, aren't they? I need to talk to mother. She might know something. Or maybe she's a member-only, cause if she's any relative of the alpha or beta or third in command, she should have stood with me not less than 15 minutes of Fighting, and another one, if she's an omega, then she should've been passed out, Battered and bruised by now with the amount of force I put into those attacks.

I heard bones cracking, I looked around to see her in her wolf form, now I had to act as if I was shocked. But in reality, I'm not. I smirk internally. She wants to fight in fur, but sorry, I have no fur, only a cold non-beating heart.

I bared her my fangs shocking her. With my claws also elongated.

Oh yeah, one thing about me. I'm a Vampire, and that is why we moved, I was bullied back at Malibu, those idiots locked me in the cleaning room and I have been blood deprived for days. I was so hungry that my fangs and my eye colors changed and I scared the hell out of them. My mother and I were forced by the high council with the approval of the high court to move here and to keep the existence of us supernatural creatures hidden from the human race.

Her blonde wolf lunged at me, I quickly moved to the side. She had her face in the dirt. I can see her other friends-holding back a laugh? Yeah, true friends indeed.

She stood up and bared her teeth at me and growled low. She is trying to intimidate me.

"For a wolf, you are weak." A thunderous growl resonated through put the forest.

She again lunged, this time I stood there. Before she can have a go at my neck I gave her nuzzle a very hard blow have had her hitting her back against a tree. She got up, but I ran and jumped on her back, letting my fangs out, I bite down on her neck. She tried to shake me off but I punched her sides making her whimper. If I had to clasp my jaws together, shell die. I can release toxins that will paralyze her. One drop of vampires blood is leather enough to kill 3 full grown wolves.

I was about to finish her there dead but she submitted. She submitted to me. She bared her neck and whined.

I got off of her. I narrowed my eyes at her which I now know are bloodshot red and it's golden rings, surrounding the pupil before the Iris. I know it's odd.

She didn't say any words.

"Shift." I said.

She didn't oblige.

"Shift." I said louder this time

"SHIFT." I roared out.

Crud. That must be very loud. O crud, the humans must have heard it. Oh my holy biscuits. Mom's gonna kill me.

"Don't worry, this forest had a barrier, no human can see, hear smell and feel anything supernatural." She said as I looked down at her shifted, Stark *****.

I took off my Cardigan and gave it to her.

"Wear this." I spat out.

"And not a w-" before I could finish my sentence I sensed someone behind me before I heard someone cleared their throat.

I turned around and prayed that it is not who I think it is.

Oh Cruddy Biscuits! I am so having my ears destroyed...

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