Pre birthday blues

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It was two days till my birthday and the tension I was feeling was unreal, I literally wanted to punch everything and anyone that got in my way which was unusual for me as I'm not a violent person but I couldn't help it. I had already snapped at my dad this morning the I almost bit some poor guys head off in the school cafeteria when he bumped into me. Im now sat in chemistry trying to copy some notes off the board. I need to get out of here I think to myself I just need some alone time. Finally I decide to fake needing the bathroom to get out an skip the last two lessons. The teacher hands me a pass incase I get stopped and out I go. The hallways are  quiet as most people are in class as I walk straight past the bathroom and office to the main doors. The sun is warming and the breeze soothes me I smell freshly mown grass and flowers ( Mmmm perfect ). Im walking through the gates when I hear a voice " and where do you think your off too?" Then I smell him his wonderful scent how can he smell this good?. I turn around slowly knowing whose eyes I'm  going to be looking into, Evan I breath out slowly trying not to show the effect he has on my senses. For your information I'm  going home. " you shouldn't skip school" he said with a slight smirk on his chiseled face. Says you I laugh err I don't  see you in any of your classes right now. Moving closer to me he was almost within touching distance he said I only come here for you, wherever you go I won't be far behind. This angers me a little I don't need a stalker right now that can possibly eat me if he decided I was worth the effort. Sensing my discomfort he stepped back again to give me space and said " look I will never hurt you that I can promise all I want is for you to be safe". I looked into those perfect gray eyes and I believed what he was saying but at the same time I didn't want to say anything incase he got the wrong idea. Thanks was all I could say before I turned and walked through the gates. His scent soon faded and I knew I was alone again, walking the short distance to my temporary home as my dad had accepted the job from Mr Blackwood I thought about what my dad had said about me shifting when I turn seventeen. Would it hurt to shift?  It sounded painful and I don't think I would want to hear my own bones cracking and to grow fur too, I wonder what colour I would be? Would I be brown like my hair?. All these questions that I wanted answers to and I had to wait two days to find out. I soon arrived home and went straight to my room as dad was nowhere to be seen, I felt alot better now funnily enough I felt better after seeing Evan, I wonder if he has some sort of powers that can just make me feel better? I toss that thought aside mocking myself for being silly. Only I can make myself feel better and that usually involves chocolate. I head downstairs to see if there is anything good to munch on and plop in front on the tv with some chocolate digestives. Dad walks in around six and sits down next to me, " honey there is more I have to tell you, its about your mother, she was murdered".
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