The Outcast Werewolf

"Lauren! Over here" Lauren stared at the guy before her, the one she dreaded the most in school, actually he's a bully. He smiled as he walked closer with his minions as they chuckled, following in their master's footsteps...birds of a feather. She thought. "What's with the look? Don't glare at me, Pretty" John said. His minions laughed. But, right now, she has no time for them,all she wants is to be alone. It's enough that she has no power and can't change into one of them. Werewolves. John and his minions are members of the werewolf clan, but she's been picked on because of her misfortune. "John, please I've had enough of your shit, I beg you to let me be" She replied and made to walk away, but was held back by him. She hissed in frustration, turning to face him. "I'm scared..."He mocked. "Do you think I'll let you go? I know you can't do a thing to me, you've got no power, are you even sure you're one of us? If your parents weren't full werewolves, I would've said you're adopted..." Lauren cut him off, with a slap to his face and the rest gasped. "Don't you ever talk ill of me again, or I promise you, I wont sit back" John, embarrassed and mortified, caressed his cheek and scoffed. His fists clenched and unclenched as his ego was bruised. With a smirk, he threw a punch at her and his fist came in contact with her nose. A crack was heard and she staggered back in pain, falling to the ground on her butts. Blood trickled down her nostril and she winced as he grabbed hold of her collar, her white shirt stained by her blood. He made to punch her again but was held back by Rio, one of his minions. "That's okay,Dude...let's get the fuck out of here before we get caught again by the principal" What he said made sense, and he fought so hard to let her go, and when he finally did, he cursed under his breath, and then screamed. "Fuck!" They left and she sat still, watching their retreating figures. Slowly, she picked her school bag and hit it to get rid of the dust, she did the same to her black skirt, which was looking like a mess as her white shirt. With the back of her hand, she wiped furiously at the blood on her lips and from her nostril, smearing her hand a shade of red. Hesitantly, she took steps in the direction they took, straight to the school building. Another hell of a day in wait for her. She couldn't wait to get through with this fucking school. Lauren Chadwick, eighteen years of age, the only daughter of her parents, her parents are members of the council and they are very powerful werewolves,being cherished and loved by all...except for her. She has blue eyeballs which looks like the sky,black and long hair being packed in a ponytail and rested on her waist, with white and flawless skin like snow, and a well defined nose. You can say she's the epitome of beauty but despite all these attributes, no one respected her. The Diamonds, is a school for training the teen werewolves, on how to use their powers for good and how to control it. The school was created by the Alpha. Despite her lack of power, and the inability to become a werewolf, her parents wants her in the school, hoping that one day, she would be able to manifest. But, instead of learning and preparing to become one of them, she's been picked on, even when she tried to defend herself,most of the times.