Snippet #2401613

Ally woke up with a jolt. Seeing the time, she cursed herself mentally. How could she sleep in again?! Then it hit her. Last night, the wolf. She looked at her hands. Were they paws last night? She didn't remember. Sighing, she looked in her closet at her dress and shoes she had bought the week before. She had a party to attend. Her aunts.

Her aunts reason for throwing it wasn't for fun, it was to get Ally to make friends, and hopefully get a boyfriend. Of course her aunt would never tell the girl that. Sighing, Ally threw her hair into a messy bun. Quickly grabing a pair of jeans and her top and hoodie she looked into the mirror. Frowning she decided that it would have to do. Doing basic makeup and grabbing her gir bag, she left the house. She knew she was late for school, but oddly she didn't care. Walking into the building she opened the door to her class. The teacher seemed to be either asleep, or not even in the Room, Ally didn't look for her.

She took her seat beside the goth boy and worked on her writing assignment. Her hair starting to fall out of her bun. Her eye caught the corner of a glittering envelope. Pulling it out of her binder she realized, that this was the envelope her aunt had mailed out to almost everyone in her class. She looked up and noticed that one of the girls and the goth guy were passing notes. A smirk formed on her face. "Who is going to the party tonight?"

It was random chit chat, and she knew no one knew it was her aunts party, and no one knew that her aunt was well... her aunt. Ally was sure she was safe. "I'll be performing tonight." Before anyone could comment upon what she said she went and looked back down, drawing random pictures on a spare piece of paper. One doodle was her beautiful les paul guitar, another was her schecter guitar.

She was tapping her foot against the floor as she continued doodling random things that entered her mind. Flipping the page over, she drew a picture she loved. A picture of her and her father when she was a little girl, the santa hat hanging off of her head. As her dad held her in his arms reading her a book. Smiling tears formed in her eyes.

Trying as fast as she could she tried blinking them away.