Today is the full moon, the only night we werewolves get to shift into our wolf form. It is my favorite day of all days and also painful because of the bone cracking and shifting. But it is still worth it. I get to be a wolf, even if it is just for the night.
The whole school was busy preparing for it. They usually throw parties in the woods until the full moon shows. Everyone acts like it is a festival. Music. Alcohol. Drugs. Laughter. Like we are celebrating something holy, it is holy from the moon goddess.
I usually shift with my brother, but he said he was going to be busy and would be shifting at work. I do not know what kind of bartender job makes him that tired in the morning. He comes home late in the morning and sleeps the entire day. I do not get why he chose the night shift. He says it pays more. Says tips are better. Says I should not worry about it. But I do.
