Battle Of The Packs

Luna Williams. A young sixteen year old girl who just moved to town with her younger sister Jenny. Both werewolves and are now part of the Mitchell Pack. Lillian Grimmhollow. A young seventeen year old girl who has just returned to her home town after hearing the news of her brother, Tyler Grimmhollow and cousin, Nora Grimmhollow not being killed in the fire of their home, soon joins the Grimmhollow Pack. Both these girls are sworn enemies along with the rest of their packs but will five new werewolves coming in will these girls just learn that they don't have to be enemies and possibly create a stronger better pack with the five nobody's at school. Harry Style, Niall Horan, Liam Payne, Louis Tomlinson and Zayn Malik? Read Battle Of The Packs to find out...


7. Poor Harry

Lillian's P.O.V

I had gotten to history late. I look around the room as I head to my seat. I decided to sit in the back of the room. There no one ever talks to me, actually nobody ever talks to anybody back here. Really it's only me and this curly haired kid who sits next to me. I glance over at him and see the sad look on his face. Some tears are actually visible.

"Hey, are you okay?" I ask pushing a piece of hair behind my ear. He doesn't answer. "Look I know you can hear me" I say.

"Are you gonna make fun of me as well?" he mumbles. I look at him curiously.

"Why would I do that?" I ask feeling a little worried for the kid.

"everyone does..." he says drawing something onto his history homework.

"Yeah, I'm not doing so hot either" I say half smiling. "I got in a fight yesterday and again this morning..." he gives me a nod.

"You really don't have a problem with talking to the curly haired freak?" he asks.

"What!?! no! you seem pretty-"

"Miss Grimmhollow" the teacher says sternly. I look around to see everybody staring at me. Some started chuckling.

"Ew, The new girls talking to Harry!" someone shouted. I looked to Harry and I see him slide down in his seat. I see the girl from before staring at us. Luna...She has the look of death written across her face, Joy. You hear that? that's sarcasm, bitches...

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