LAYLA’S POV
If anyone had told me few months ago that I would be here right now, I would probably cuss at them or moreso…I would just laugh at their face for being dumb.
I just wanted to go through high school like a normal teenage werewolf. Like every normal teenage werewolf in oceanville.
But for some reason I’m here, in the midst of all of these students with broken egg shells all over my body and food stuck in my hair.
I thought I had overcome this, I thought I had gotten over this, I thought I had put these people in their place. I thought I had done and over with.
But I guess some things never change. Some things always just go with you for the rest of your life and there’s nothing you can do to change it.
How did I end up here? There’s a pathetic little story attached to i
