I went downstairs and into the kitchen to make the packs breakfast which consisted of:
-Waffles
-Pancakes
-Strudels
-Muffins
-Srambled eggs
-Caramel
-Nutella
-Cinnamon baked french toast
-Hash browns
-Cinnamon rolls
-Bacon
-Crepes
-S'more pancakes.
And lots of others to feed. 4,000 werewolves and over, they eat a lot. 

I fixed the table, and perfectly positioned all the food including jams, syrups, butter, whipped cream, juices and milk.

After I put everything down, Sarah, the number one pack slut came in, and poured herself some juice, then came over to me.

"Thank you for the wonderful breakfast Riley it looks delicious."

I stood there shocked. She has never been nice to me.

What is she up to?

Just as I said that in my head, she stared laughing, her screechy, annoying, bitchy laugh.

MAKE IT STOP!! OH LORD MAKE IT STOP!!

"You really thought I would be nice to a slut and nerd like you? You're a fat ass that no one likes. You should do us all a favor, and kill yourself. No one wants you here, not even your brother. You killed his family so just kill yourself !"  She sneered.

"Yes ma'am. I'm s-sorry ma'am " was my pathetic response to that whore. 

She poured the juice all over me, and slapped my face, which hurt since my face was wet. PLEASE put me in a room with her for 5 minutes, oh Lord please let me beat her.

"Get out of my face you worthless slut." She screeched

..Bitch..

I grabbed my water, and stale crackers for the day. That is all I'm allowed to eat.

Can you believe that I cook for them and I get nothing in return?  Fucking cunts!! 

I had to bow to her since she was 'Luna', which is not true, but I don't give a rats ass right now.

I went upstairs and finished my 'food'.
I can only eat once a week because they said I need to lose a bunch of weight.

Once I got upstairs I changed to a different batman shirt and black pants then put on my black Chuck Taylor's again.

I kinda looked good, if I do say so myself. My hair was in a waterfall french braid now. I had to change it, because my hair was wet, and tangled.

Be for I left for school I grabbed my Jansport galaxy backpack, iPod, and earbuds. The iPod belonged to my dad. He said it was his "get away" place from everything. He had given it to me before he died.

Now it's MY get away place for after I get beat. I safely tuck it away in my backpack, and went downstairs.
When I finally get downstairs I came to the conclusion that it was quiet, a little to quiet. My thoughts were interrupted when I got downstairs only to ........

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Oooh what do you think is happening. How did y'all like it so far? I'm trying my best to write and update and change things up. Since it's Christmas. I'm sorry. But y'all can comment on what y'all think so far.
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