Luna *on hold*


*ON HOLD*

Hazel is a 16 year old girl from New York.
"There are so many bonuses that come with living in New York, for example; shopping, great food places, decent cinemas and leisure centers, hot boys. The list is endless, granted there are a few minuses that come with living in New York too, for example; my mother is a workaholic and my recent dinner habits have all been microwavable, there is little to no large outdoor spaces or forests and absolutely no capacity for people like me. And by that I mean, werewolves. "
The wolf inside Hazel becomes restless and lands her on a plane straight to live with her father in Silverton, Population 1000.


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1. Prologue

Prologue

 

 

I rolled over in my nice; Comfy Queen sized bed, with soft, matching sheets and fluffy pillows and let out a small relaxed sigh. My life was almost perfect and blissful, Up until June 23rd.

 

There are so many bonuses that come with living in New York, for example; shopping, great food places, decent cinemas and leisure centers, hot boys. The list is endless, granted there are a few minuses that come with living in New York too, for example; my mother is a workaholic and my recent dinner habits have all been microwavable, there is little to no large outdoor spaces or forests and absolutely no capacity for people like me. And by that I mean, werewolves.

 

My parents; Maya and Charles Cooper split when I was around eight. Everyone agreed that for the time being, I would be best off living with mom. So, we packed our stuff and left Silverton, for what I was hoping to be, a very long time. Yeah, I missed my dad at first, but it’s been eight years now and he’s become a bit of a stranger. I honestly did not think I would ever be back in Silverton for longer than those 2 weeks of the summer each year.

 

You would think New York would be a stupid place to house two werewolves but, mom is in complete control of her wolf and well, I didn't seem to have any wolf in me. It seemed, like I was completely mundane until I was fourteen. No heightened sense of smell, or hearing, no intense need to eat meat or run wild. Mom thinks it’s because I wasn't around a pack and lost the initial instincts, but once all my teenage hormones had fully kicked in, I could smell a hot dog cart, from several miles away. 

The whole extra hearing thing has gotten me into a few spots of trouble over the recent years. You can imagine constantly hearing things that are meant to be whispered as if they are speaking directly to you, can be hard to differentiate on what I was meant to hear and what I was not. 

 

Over the last week or so though, my wolf inside me was going crazy, making me shift in public places, which often left me naked somewhere even more embarrassing. There was the eating of the raw meat and randomly bolting around everywhere like a puppy that was having a funny five minutes. It was like my wolf was going through the terrible toddlers’ stage that it missed out on thirteen years ago. It was stressing mom out because she couldn't leave me alone outside and had to bolt the doors when she left the apartment in case I wolfed out in public. It had gotten to the point where she just could not take it anymore, that’s when my life in New York was completely ruined.

 

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