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Posted June 17, 2014
I wake up in my bed, my alarm blaring and beeping loudly. I groan and roll over, slamming my hand down on the snooze button and cutting off the annoying sounds eminating from the clock. Rolling out of bed I perk up, realizing that today is the day I'm going to the Taylor Academy, an Academy for Werewolves. I stumble over to my dresser and quickly get dressed in a pair of black cargo capris and a gray tiger tank top. Yawning, I slip on a pair of Converses and hurry down the stairs to meet up with my parents. They're sending me off at the airport. I hope I like the Academy. I walk unto the kitchen and freeze as I see no mom and dad and only a note on the fridge. I walk slowly to the note and pick it up, reading it.
We're so sorry Hex but we won't be able to see you off to the Taylor Academy. We swear you'll like it but we have a major problem with the Werewolf Council. We hope you have a great time and we're sorry.
I sigh and leave the kitchen, heading back up to my bedroom, stomping up the stairs, upset now. *I guess I'm doing this alone* I think, growling low in my throat.