• Wolves


    The sky was painted a bloody shade of crimson. The night itself seemed calm but something was stirring, unsettling the creatures that lurked. Suddenly, there was an ear shattering howl that pierced through the now shaken forest. A Pair of fiery golden eyes burned in the night. A pair of white, perfectly sharpened fangs was bared; a low, almost inaudible growl was heard. Then in an instant. Nothing. There was absolutely nothing, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. The sky turned black, the moon shone silver, the forest once again at peace.

    ‘BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!’
    “ARGH! Stupid. Stupid. Stupid!” Randomly swinging her fist at the infuriating contraption. Finally, after grabbing the unsuspecting alarm clock and throwing it at the wall...HARD! Risa dragged herself out of the deep serenity of her bed to get into her usual melancholy routine. She trudged up to the bathroom and looked at the sleepy, unruly haired reflection in the mirror. “Ugh, I hate Mondays. I look like a cat just died on my head, not to mention I do the same damned thing every day. I swear nothing interesting ever happens to me! ARGH!”
    “Risa, can you stop talking to yourself for long enough to get ready and come down for breakfast. Hurry or you’ll be late for school!”
    “Yes Mum, I’ll be right there!”

    ‘Yup today’s like any other day. I almost fell down the stairs to the kitchen as usual. Mum massacred breakfast, nothing out of the ordinary there’. “You know Risa; you seem a little bored here. I mean you’re the only one here since Joe moved to Japan; I really think you should take up a hobby, take an out of school activity or make some new friends. I don’t want you to be cooped up in the house all your life.”
    “But Mum, you know I’m not a people person. What suddenly brought this up?!”
    “You’ve seem a bit down since Joe left. I just thought you could do something to amuse yourself. Please say you’ll consider it, for me please.”
    I hated to admit this but Mum was right, ever since my older brother had left for Japan…things just hadn’t been the same. “Okay Mum, I’ll go to the Leisure Centre after school, even look at notice boards if you want.”
    “That’s all I ask. Now go, your bus is here. Have good day Love.”
    “Right, Bye Mum.”

    It was 9 o’clock; Risa was in form wearing her regular uniform. Nothing special; a crisp white shirt with a red and black striped tie, grey, matching skirt and blazer. Risa herself wasn’t exactly your average type of girl, her hair was an abnormal yet amazing onyx colour. Her eyes were mesmerising pools of mixed grey and violet smoke. Her skin resembled priceless porcelain. Yes, she was quite a pretty sight, but her face was usually tainted by a saddening scowl and eyes that were sometimes in a placid stare or in an acidic glare.

    She was intelligent, stubborn and knew when to crack sarcastic remarks and keep her self to her self (which she often did). She was a tough nut to crack and had no real friends, she was a loner. She’d always preferred it that way. ‘Friendships only hurt and get in the way of what’s important’. She hadn’t always thought that way; she did have a friend, a best friend. Mia. She died in a tragic car accident. Risa’s heart broke that day. And now her brother had left. She was definitely alone, only left with melancholy, nostalgia and promises she wouldn’t get close to anyone in case they were to be taken away as well. True, she had her mother. But she could never understand her even though she meant well.

    “Alright class, Quiet down! Quiet down! We have a new student. Let me introduce you to Rin Yamamoto, she’s from the wonderful country of Japan. Be nice and make our new exchange student feel welcome!”
    ‘Japan huh. Interesting.’ Risa couldn’t help but muse over this, whilst her face still remained the same, seemingly uninterested in the matter.
    “Now as we all know. We have a buddy system when dealing with new students. I’ve already explained to Rin anyway. Any volunteers?” Silence. “Nope, well I guess I’ll have to choose. Now let’s see.”
    Most of the class had ducked their head including Risa. Nobody wants a stalker for a day; everyone knows when stuck with a new kid…YOU’RE STUCK FOR LIFE!
    “Ah, Miss Jones. So glad you volunteered.”
    ‘NO!’ “Yes Miss, thanks Miss, I’ll take good care of her.” Risa pulled one of the most plastic smiles ever, which if her face touched heat, it would surely melt.
    “Ha! Risa gets the new kid.” The idiotic buffoon froze as Risa shot him one of her famous glares filled with hellfire and ice all at the same time.
    “George! Detention at break! Cut it out you two, now!” RINNNGG!! “Right, class is over!”

    “Umm… Risa-san. Can you help me please? I don’t know where this class is?”
    ‘Did she just say san?’ “Sure, what room are you looking for?” ‘Ugh, today’s going to be long. ‘
    ‘RIINNGG!!!’

    ‘Finally! The day is over! Wait. Yeah. Nope, nothing on the notice boards, guess I got to go to the Leisure Centre then. Sigh. But it’s the in opposite way of my house. Damn you mother! You and your, “I don’t want you to be cooped up inside.” Oh well guess it can’t be helped.
    “Uhh. Risa-san, you okay? You’re just standing there.”
    “Huh? Oh yeah. Rin. I didn’t see you. Um… I don’t know how to say this… but stop calling me -san.”
    “Oh. I didn’t know I was doing it. Sorry. Force of habit. It’s a Japanese thing.” The slightly taken aback Japanese girl let out a sheepish chuckle.
    “Oh that’s… never mind.” ‘Great now I wished I hadn’t said it!’ “Um. I’ve got to go. Bye.” ‘Weird.’

    Once the onyx haired female left and Japanese girl was alone. She began to release a low menacing giggle. Anyone who walked passed would think she was mad. ‘Thing’s just got interesting. Looks like I’ve got a new friend.’ “Guess the rumours were true, I’ve got to call big brother.” Poof! Out of nowhere a small, silver phone appeared in the offending Japanese’s hand. “Hi. Onii-san? I found her. No. I don’t think she knows…yet. Don’t worry I’ll make sure she does. Hai, she’ll join us; I’ll make sure of it. Ja.”

    A smirk sullied the Japanese girl’s ivory face. Her eye’s usually deep obsidian were now a harsh and piercing gold; her pupils started to dilate and turned into blood curdling slits. Her raven hair started to swirl and turn silver. Her canines started to grow abnormally large and were perfectly sharpened to a point. Poof! Gone. Silence. Nothing. All that was left was a gust of wind and the memory of a not so normal Monday.