• I was so pissed at Kyle and Matt that no words matched my rage. I stormed into the house, where two adults were standing there. I shove past them, and their friendly expressions disappeared. "GET OUT HERE NOW!!!!" I screamed. "Amy..." Mark said, laying his hand on my shoulder. Not out of love. No! Get that out of your sick head! It was a restraint, people! I brushed it off like a fly. "Not now, Mark. I'm about to kick some furry butt." I grumbled. Kyle and Matt appeared around a corner. They looked ashamed, and frightened." Not of the people here", I thought. "Of me." I shot Matt a look I knew would tear his heart apart. Then to Kyle a look that said I'll get to you later. "That's right, you should be scared. How could you do this to us? Do you realize what you've done? You morons!" I exploded. I leaned in and whispered " Now how do we defend our territory, idiots!?" . Mark sighed and grabbed my shoulders. He began to tow me backwards to the door. "Hey, I wasn't done!" I said angrily, and struggled agaist Mark's grip. But he was stronger than I was, and my attempts failed miserably. "I think she needs a seperate dorm." Mark told the adults. I shot him a look of panic. How would I protect the pack?? "But not too far." Mark said, and I could tell by the tone that he was wearing his puppy face. "Um, how about across the street?" the woman said. I smiled and nodded. The man led me to a house while my pack was herded into a small house in I-Don't-Know-Where-Ville. "In here." He shoved me into the door, and I opened it. The inside was nice. "Hi!" The two adults talked a bit, then they took me upstairs. "This is your room!" one said, and opened the door to a pink room. My jaw dropped. PINK??? Really? Aw, crap. I huffed a sigh, and walked in. Then I turned abruptly and one of the adults smacked into me. " Can we change the paint job, at least?" They nodded, and left. I followed them to the door, and was about to close it when a girl stepped out of the room next to me. "I'm....Ella." she said slowly. She looked me head to toe. We were analizing each other, and we both knew it. When we met eachother's eyes again, her face was blank. She showed no weakness as she said matter-of-factly, "Your a werewolf." Oh. My. Crap.