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Beep! Beep!

I wake with difficulty from my sleep and take a quick look at the clock face.

8:00

I almost scream seeing the hour so late

I get out of bed with a bang, rush into my closet and put on the first clothes I find, trying all the same to be a minimum presentable. The thought of missing breakfast crosses my mind for a split second before the sweet smell of cooking tickles my nostrils.

I race down the stairs and almost hit my father.

I kiss her quickly and continue my run until I enter the enclosure of the holy place that is the kitchen.

My mother is facing the stove and cooking pancakes.

I'm about to steal one but get a slap on the hand.

-Ouch!

-We don't touch! my mother told me.

-But Mom!

-There are no buts! This is not for you. Your meal is on the table.

I turn around and grimace when I see the thin piece of cheese waiting for me.

-Mom! Just because you're on a diet doesn't mean I have to too!

- Oh you annoy me! File!

I still swallow my meager pittance and go up the stairs still at full speed.

After brushing my teeth thoroughly to get rid of the awful taste of cheese, I rush to my dressing table. After a quick look at what serves as my hair, I resign myself to leaving it as it is, too exhausted to engage in a struggle to tame it. To compensate for the hair disaster, I try to make up for it with mascara and lipstick but forced to admit that luck is not on my side and I come out of my room with rather...approximate makeup.

I grab my backpack and rush up the stairs again.

Arriving at the bottom I put on the first shoes I see, praying to have put on the same ones then I run to catch up with the bus, which is already leaving my stop.

Unfortunately and not surprisingly, my incredible athletic talents leave me on the sidewalk, on the verge of an asthma attack. I curse for a good two minutes before turning into a wolf.

I take my bag in my mouth then begin to jog towards the school.

After about ten minutes, I finally arrive and resume human form while grumbling. I still take the time to thank Heaven for not tearing my clothes with each transformation. I admit that the first time, I did not believe it. During my first transformation, I was convinced that I was going to return to human form completely naked and that is why I had refused to transform myself before being in my room, locked in double lock.

As I dust off my things, I notice that certain groups of students are looking at me with amusement in their eyes. Annoyed, I stick out my tongue before venturing into the schoolyard.

Upon entering the building, I am assailed by a disgusting mixture of smells, each more marked than the next. As I walk over to the class notice board, I notice all the Omegas present suddenly lower their heads. I follow the movement with a grunt, praying that the Alphas responsible for this sudden submission won't notice me. Especially since to hear the rumors around me, newcomers are mainly those I want more than anything to avoid.

This is THE Alpha group.

Composed of high school pet peeves, playing with their dominant genes to the detriment of the weaker ones. I wince when I recognize the stench of Aiden, the main leader of this band without scruple or neurone...

I skillfully dodge the group of goons and try to join my friends.

As luck would have it, they can't be found...

I end up finding them at the bottom of the park, annoyed by this morning hide-and-seek.

I approach them, a sulky mine glued to my face.

Seeing me, they burst out laughing.

I sit next to them and join in their discussion.

-What class are you in, Swan? Amber asks me.

-Uh ... terminal A I think.

-You're with me!, screams Maeva.

-Amber and I are in C, Kelly informs me.

-Ah too bad... We'll still see each other at the breaks!

-Well yes!, yells Amber in turn.

Amber and Maeva are the perfect definition of the word loud...

And it's not always easy...

As they start discussing everything and nothing, I observe them attentively, answering their questions haphazardly.

Kelly, the youngest, is certainly the most reserved and shy, unsure of herself when everything about her makes you love her. His thick brown mane and his ocean-colored eyes do not leave many people indifferent but Kelly is absolutely not convinced. On his right, his perfect opposite, Amber. Blonde with brown eyes, talkative, outgoing and playful. The expression opposites make pairs is perfectly true with Kelly and Amber, lifelong friends. Next to them, Maeva. Maeva has been my best friend since middle school, when her hair was still brown and she was only an A cup. If Maeva has a curvaceous figure, I have a more...thin body. Maeva are as opposed as Kelly and Amber are, both physically and morally. My hair is blond, those of Maeva mahogany. His eyes are an almost surreal gray while...

The bell rang loudly, interrupting my stream of thoughts. Kelly and Amber head for the stairs while I wave to Maeva to wait for me in class while I go to my locker.

When the hallway is finally empty, I head to my locker and get my stuff. But before I can even touch it, the door closes on its own and appears in front of me...Aiden.

A real movie scene...