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Chronicle of a Teenage Werewolf: My First Day

Chapter 6…

Notes from the writer...

Heyllo, everyone, it’s your favorite mad woman of the internet. I bet you’re wondering why Chapter 6 is late.

Last Monday was a holiday. So, the chapter did not get posted. Without further chit-chat, here is the chapter…

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Angie had to keep herself from rolling out of bed when the banging in the hall started. She pushed her hair out of her eyes and fumbled with the covers before throwing her legs over the side of the bed. 

Jade was walking down the hall with earplugs in and banging a garbage lid, “Alright, new pups, this is the one and only time I will be doing this to wake you. Get out of bed, children, and make your way to the cafeteria.” 

Angie waved her hand around the area of the nightstand trying to find the lamp and stopped. She was making out the furniture and other things in the room with the little bit of light seeping from under her door. She flipped on the light and her eyes stung before they grew accustomed to the brightness. She walked over to her closet and slipped into a warm-up set and sneakers. She stopped in front of her mirror long enough to tie up her hair and open the door. 
Jade smiled, “I knew you would be the first one in the hall. That’s good.”

The den mother motioned to the door at the beginning, “Go through that door and turn right. The cafeteria is at the end of the hall. Grab a tray and get in line, hun.”
Angie nodded and followed the directions and found her nose was being bombarded with a multitude of smells, some familiar and some new, but all at the same time.

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Chronicle of a Teenage Werewolf: Chapter 3

I’m a Puppy Now?

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“Fresh pup? That sounds like I need to be housebroken or something.”

Gloria held her hand to her mouth, but the chuckle couldn’t be suppressed, “Well, in a way, it’s kind of like that.”

Angie threw her hands in the air, “Great, so where do we put the newspaper, and where are my bowls?”

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Chronicle of a Teenage Werewolf: Chapter Two

Lorn

Gloria picked up the saw anew when her phone sounded.

“Hello?”

“Is the werewolf awake yet, Gloria?”

“Yes, she is in the shower now, trying to find out the moment she may have been turned, why?”

“She’s not the only one.”

Gloria rolled her eyes, “Of course, she’s not the only werewolf, chief. If she was, she’d be the sire.”

“That’s not what I mean. She’s not the only freshly turned. We have four more cases all over the city.”

Gloria stopped what she was doing, put down the saw, took her gloves off, and turned off the Bluetooth, “We haven’t had a case like this since…”

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Chronicle of a Teenage Werewolf: Chapter One

Where am I?

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The cold air made her eyes flutter open. She was cold. The metal beams and ductwork in the ceiling made her squint her eyes as she pushed into a sitting position. Her hand landed on someone’s skin. She looked at the place her hand had been and recoiled. It was an arm, a human arm, and it looked as if something ripped it off a body and cast it aside after chewing on it. Her eyes flew open when she looked around her to the bodies that surrounded her.

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