Wings

Chapter one

Picture of rio.

There's only one thing I knew. Run. That's all I've been told. My parents are gone. The last thing they said  to me was run. Run like your life depended on it. But I think it did. I didn't want friends. I needed to not have friends. I am a rouge. But really, I've been staying longer and longer in places. You think Id definately get some techniques after 7 years. 7 years of running. Well, I did, and people started to stop chasing. I never knew why they did, but I know I'll never get answers. I'm only seventeen. What does the world want from me? Obviously something. I have long, knotted brown hair that reached down to the middle of my back. 7 years of not cutting did make a difference. Apart from that one time, where it turned out to be a disaster when I did it myself. I have one dull blue eye, and one dark brown eye. I wear brown contacts, just so people don't get suspicious. I always wear baggy clothes because... Well really I don't know. I jumped out of- wait no, let me rephrase that. I crawled out of bed quite literally, and fell face first on the floor. You can clearly see that I am not a morning person. I groaned. I quite u gracefully slumped my arm under my body and pushed my self up, rubbing my sore face in the process. I cracked open an eye and stared at the clock. 6:30. I turned my head to the side. "Wonder what I'm- oh crap nuggets! I'm gonna be late for the bus!" I screeched I quickly jumped off of the ground, and let my eyes ajust to the bright sunlight. No, I'm not going to school. Like I said, I'm running. Not bothering to take a shower, I reached for my backpack that was currently sitting on the bedside table. I quickly zipped it open, and grabbed out my favourite baggy clothes. I slipped off my pjs, shoved them in the bag and grabbed my clothes. I crept along the carpet, not wanting to wake the neighbours up. "Oh fuck it." I said and rushed to the bathroom. I slid on my black hoodie with a skull on the back, and slid on my baggy shorts. I quickly brushed my long locks that were tangled in a nest. "Oh crap." I muttered, seeing as I only have 10 minutes left. I sprayed on some deoderent, and ran out the bathroom. I grabbed my backpack and headed straight out the door, not bothering for keys and crap like that. Seriously, I don't give a shit about other people. I mean seriously, they don't give a shit about me. Well, really I do. But not in a friendship kinda way. I scrambled down the stairs because I was on the second floor. When I reached the bottom, I ignored the front persons pleads for the keys. But, I threw them on the ground. "Hey!" He shrcreeched. "Bye!" I yelled. I headed straight through the front door. As I entered the streets, I was pushed along with the stamped of people. I pushed through them, desperately trying to make it to the bus. It was down the street. It took about 5 minutes to get to the bus stop, and the bus just pulled up. The buses door open, and o was the only one to get in. "50 bucks" he grinned. I handed him forty. "Hey." He said. "Unless if you would like nothing, I suggest you shut up." I smirked and headed towards the back. It was going to be a long drive. I sat and closed my eyes, ignoring the stairs I was getting. Aw shucks. I thought we were gonna stay and kick some ass. My wolf pouted. She loved killing, and trust me, anyone. I preferred I only hurt people. Only if I needed to though. My wolf was beautiful. She was brown, with dark blue patches here and there. She had blue patches on her snout, her ears, her stomache, her legs and her tail. I really admired her. I wish I had people to show- friends to show. I am sick of running. But I will continue. I will live life to the fullest. You know, bungee jump, sky dive, major roller coasters and shit like that? The moon goddess has given me a life to live, because she knows I was strong enough to live it.

I cracked open my eyes, only to be met by a dark space and fog. "Where am I?" I said confidently. "Go." An elegant female voice said rather harshly. "What? I don't know what-"
"Go." She repeated.
"From where?" I asked, searching for the body of the voice. "Here. Earth."
"What the hell? How do u do that?" I asked. "Die." She whispered, full of hatred. Then I woke up. I opened my lids sleepily and realised we had come to a stop. I looked up only to see a pair of angry green eyes from the bus driver. "We're here." He stated. I abruptly stood up, and stomped out of the bus, my brain full of questions. What did she mean? Why did she hate me? And who the hell was she! I stomped down the street. I searched frantically for a sign. It was night now, and I saw a sign clearly by the light illuminating above it. I walked up to it, wanting to find information. 'Welcome to California!" It read in big bold letters. I grabbed out my keys I had stolen earlier, and looked at the paper that the girl had given me in terror. 35 North street. I trudged back to the bus stop, and sly chef down in the seat. A different bus arrived, and was doing places around the area. I jumped in. "35 North street." I said. I was grabbing out some cash, when he grabbed my arm. "Free." He said in a Spanish accent. I nodded and noticed the cross around his neck. I mentally shook my head. Seriously?
P.s no affence people! Just a story, not my actual thoughts!
As I looked up from the sheet of paper, I made sure the mansion in front of me was the right place. Sure enough, it was. I stepped onto the manicured lawn, and walked to the front door. I put in the keys, and unlocked it. I swung open the door, and took in the beauty from around me. There were pictures on the wall, mostly horses. Everything was marble, and the house consisted of the main colours white and  gold. My back started getting itchy, and went to scratch it. My skin was a bit swollen. I ignored it and headed up stairs. When I got to the top, I went into the biggest room. There was a king size bed, and the walls were white. I was in the ensuite. There was a walk in bathroom, and closet. I threw myself on the bed, and wondered about today. Who was that woman? Why was she cruel? How long will I be able to stay here? As questions filled my brain, I let sleep consume me.

I was woken by a sudden pain stretching throughout my back. "Ouch." I muttered. I opened my eyes to see it was morning. I quite clumsily fell out of bed. I got up, and walked over to the bathroom. "Shit." I muttered when I realised I left my bag on the bus. I just hope they have clothes here. Probably. I slid into the bathroom and locked the door. I crawled out of my clothes, and looked around the room. There was a large mirror, a spa with bubblers, a shower and toilet. I made my way over to the shower, stepped in, and I realised that they had everything here still. Perfect.  I turned on the shower, and let the heat crawl down my back. The water soothed the pain through out it.I snatched the shampoo, and roughly put it in my hair. I continued to wash my body, and all the stuff that you do in showers.

After that, I crept out the bathroom with a white fluffy towel around my body. I walked over to the walk in closet, and opened it. It was huge. There were clothes everywhere. And luckily, they were all my size. I snatched a pair of red converse, a checkers long sleeve red shirt, and a pair of highwaisted shorts. I slid into them. I walked over to the full length mirror and looked at myself. Damn.  I thought. I did look hot but the shirt was smaller for my size. I tried in a few others, all the same thing happened. Oh. I thought. Damn growing pains. I hate growth spurts. I strutted out, and headed to the makeup mirror. "What the-" I reached in close, and saw my dull blue eye was a different colour. I was sparkling bright blue. I didn't really notice it before. Suddenly, a huge sting coursed through out my back. The pain faded a bit as my stomache grumbled. I guess no makeup today! Not bothering putting in contacts, I rushed downstairs towards the fridge. I swung it open, revealing large amounts of chocolate cake. I drooled a little bit and wiped it away. Breakfast rio. I reminded myself.I slammed the fridge door closed, and headed toward the pantry. I opened the cupboard, revealing cereal and toast. I grabbed the cereal and bread. I chucked it in a bowl, and put the bread in the toaster. When the toast was finished, I slapped it on a plate and ate my cereal along with it. After 4 peices of toast and 3 bowels of cereal, I was satisfied. I am eating twice as much as I used to. Damn you growth spurt. I looked around and found a phone. Time to make some bookings. I smirked to myself. First up, SKYDIVING!

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Vote and comment! My first chapter and book I've tried. Be warned, unedited. It's a bit late now but oh well! What do you thinks gonna happen? And please tell me how I did! Please no hate comments.