Howl at me by Cama Seeney (100 best novels of all time .txt) 📖

the other. I looked down at my right hand, a ring on my thumb that was a ying and yang pendent held in place by what looks like two leaves on each side. My dad said it told my little story, my wild for nature and my total double reaction to everything. I had two others on my left hand aang possesing the crystal for protection in the middle of the symbol used for the same meaning. on my middle finger was my mothers old wedding ring, it was beautiful and simple. . My parents would never know how much I needed them, even in some stupid gym class but I had promised them I would live my life smiling and triumphant. 

 

Mrs berry got four students to carry two benches to the middle of the room, my heart sped up as she placed two balls on the benches. One on each. 'Right, line up at the back of the walls, if I were you I'd put your fastest at the front.' She winked at me and then blew her whistle as I was shoved forward. I sprinted and grabbed the ball seconds after Chase caught his. He threw his at me with startling force, I pulled my own ball up and hit the ball into the air in the same kind of fashion that you would slip a pancake.

 

'Nice hit princess' a taunting and ever annoying voice whispered in my ear, figure that he'd be the one to catch the ball. I threw mine dangerously low, catching two people legs causing them to groan and leave, standing on the side lines. A lanky guy with long blond hair and a geekish shy grin caught one and a small bouncy girl the other, her hair was close to black and her clothes were stylish even for working out. The girls ball hit one of the people on the side I was on, I heard someone call her molly from the side lines - ah so she was the principles daughter. She and Annabell bumped hips and grinned coyly at one another. 

 

The balls were thrown back one after the other, as Mark caught one a girl from the side I was on groaned with pain and slight discomfort. Slowly he joined the sidelines as a guy from the other side stepped back onto the playing field. I suddenly felt like I was playing a dangerous game of Russian roulette as the ball in his hands came flying at me with surprising force. I jumped away with a yelp a grunt of pain came from behind me as a guy got hit square in the stomachs with the ball. 'I'm so sorry!' I said putting my hand on his shoulder as he was walking past me, His hair was long and blond, way past his shoulders. His hair was full of dangeruf and his shoes were falling apart on his feet. He smiled at me weakly as he went to sit down. 

 

I scowled at Mark and was determined to catch the next one he threw at me, I couldn't bring myself to hurt the guy I did not know not even if he was a jack ass and wanted to hurt me. I picked up the ball and playfully threw it by where Chase and Annabell were standing, both dodged with natural grace and agility. Mark snatched the ball before anyone else could pick it up, he even sent a girl flat on her ass as he pushed passed her violently. His ball this time went straight for my face, I ducked easily and shouted 'Duck!' as I hit the ground.

 

I looked up as I heard an angry hiss from next to me, Hunter looked well and truly annoyed for lack of better words. Chase shot Annabell a worried look an she slowly creped up on Mark and whispered something in his ear. He grinned at her evilly, my heart sunk just that little bit lower. The ball was thrown back and yet again Mark nudged and forcefully made sure he was the one with the ball, I saw a greedy look convert his already scary face as he pounced and grabbed the second ball. I was truly terrified at this point, the first ball came at me with staggering speed and the second not far behind... Aimed straight for my face! I froze staring.

 

Painful questions

Chapter 8

 

  Hunter knocked me out of the way of the first one catching it easily, but the second ball had been slightly off already. It hit me full force in the shoulder, knocking all of the air from my delicate lungs. I pretty much flew back and hit the floor and then rather embarrassingly my head. I let out a panicked little squeak and clutched my head Immediately. Then i put my other hand to the solder that hurt so freaking much, that was going to be a definite bruiser. People came running up and around me, I quickly sat up sucking in a painful breath. 'Chill, I'm getting up' I muttered to the people around me just managing to  keep myself from shivering or stuttering. I heard a grunt and saw Chase standing over Marks fallen form, he clutched at his nose groaning. I didn't have enough energy to laugh or even say anything. I just looked at Chase and Hunter angry 'I can fight my own friggin' battles!' I muttered loudly, embarrassed because I had needed back up. Poor lonely witch asking for the packs help... 'Really looked like it little kitty. Put your claws away' Chase replied humour in his bright eyes. I growled and stood up clenching my teeth. 'Some one take her to the emergency room' Mrs berry said her tone serious 'I'm fine' I complained but she just shot me a look and pointed in, I was guessing, the direction of the first aid room. I sighed and looked around with pleading eyes and then Hunter strutted over and walked in front of me. Not even looking back to see if i followed, I had to practically run to keep up with him. Yes even with the possible concusion.

 

Out of breath and in pain I finally caught up to him and followed him into the main office I'd only been once before. The lady at the front desk took us to the little emergency room and laid me down as she checked over my shoulder, I blushed furiously trying to move away. 'You have a top on underneath right? Can you remover your top layer please.' More of a statement than an question, I stared into her hard almost black eyes and grey hair twirled into a fancy up-do. Her skirt was long almost hitting her ankles and the tee-shirt she wore was made of the same soft grey material. I shivered and started to politely decline when she shot me a glare so strong I took my tee-shirt off before she even blinked. I sat forward and heard them both gasp when they saw a hint of the scars misinforming my back. 'How did you...' She began to ask. 'Read my file. I don't have tell you shit' i told her angrily, annoying probing people really pissed me off. She nodded sadness filling her eyes, I turned away not wanting to reply the disaster that was once my life but also I avoided Hunter's eyes not even wanting to guess what he thought; most likely revulsion. 

 

 She, I think her name was Miss Mill's, handed me an icepack to stop the bruising and checked out the back of my head. After swabbing it and checking how big/ small the cut actually was. 'Well i don't think your brains will be falling out any time soon your free to go' I smiled my thanks and left hurriedly. I wanted to literary run off to tim-buck-too but Hunter grabbed my arm 'Scars. Explain. Now' He told, no demanded me. '1 no. 2 honey catches more flies than vinegar and 3 piss off i don't need a body guard. 4 Now listen in here this parts important, instruct me to do something again and i will unman you. ' I tugged my arm from his grip and walked briskly away. 'Unman! Ha!' He chuckled as I retreated back to the changing room to change. 

 

 

A dull past doesn't mean i'll have a bright future...

Chapter 9

 

 Finally I found English, I was around ten minuets late. I was lucky to get the changing room to my self so I removed my under-shirt, it was starting to smell a little ripe. I used roll on, quickly combed my tangled hair allowing it to cover my face once more, it was still a little knotted and frazzled but it looked fine. My hair fell freely, clearly overpassing my chest and swinging naturally. 

 

I entered to see an average sized woman leaning against her desk talking sweet non-sense with her students. As she she saw me enter she rose to her full height, jeez she must be near six feet! But her obvious like of English made her seem like one of the little librarians. Guess I shouldn't judge I thought with a little inside giggle.

 

 Her smile was massive and nose small it was a little odd but she seemed entirely loveable. 'Glad you could finally join us' she said with a wink, her strong voice carried with a lovely jingle to it.'Sorry!' I muttered sitting in the only available seat, practically directly under her nose. 'Right, lovely's its time for the homework swap! Read and give back some nice criticism' I saw her eye some students at the back but I couldn't quite force myself to look back. She quickly carried all the front slips of paper, everyone quickly jotting their name, then the back and handed them out as she began to shuffle them. 

 

'If you find yourself crying on the floor,

does that make you afraid or broken?

If you find yourself laughing in the silence, 

does that make you humours or outspoken?

If you find yourself constant in this love or lust,

Should you go for a test or receive this token?

 

Should you live or dream what's left ? 

Will you be sad to see me leave ? 

Or just regret,when I am gone.

Complete hokum.'

 

H.

 

I looked at the barely legible signature and laughed aloud. 'What's wrong miss Mae?' Miss price asked smiling absent mindedly. 'Didn't think hunter could actually speak, let alone write in any form that was literate.' I told her with a grin. She grinned back 'Literacy cometh in many shape and form' and then went back to marking something on her desk. 

 

'This is actually