Chapitre 2: New Beginning

Look, school isn't as bad as it seems okay? It has huge classrooms, over 5 food courts, multiple pools, clubs, libraries, as big ass auditorium, spacious lockers and many more. The school itself is beyond perfect but here's the thing, I don't give a f**k. Yea, I know literally all of my family members attended there and thrived and even my siblings go there. That's the main reason why I avoided this place like a visit to the dentist, my brothers. Look, I'm from a family of six, my mom, my dad, elder sister, my older brothers and me as the youngest. My brothers are what you call natural prodigies. From a young age they excelled at everything the they did and have the trophies to prove it. My sister, Amelia is a natural gunslinger with duel guns being her favorite weapon. She dances, sings and is now one of the teachers at the academy. Next are my brothers, Deacon and Duncon, god I hated these two with a burning passion of a thousand volcanoes. These two over-big, overbearing morons got on my nerves at every chance they got. Didn't help that dad loves them like their freaking god but I can't complain, Mom loves me. These two salts on my wound both go to the academy and what's worse is that they're Alphas. No, not werewolf wise but, okay let me explain. At the school, you spend approximately eight years, long? Yea I know but x gene bearers live significantly longer than regular humans. The shortest one of us have ever lived was 199 and that was because the poor guy drowned before he could swim to shore. For eight years you go to the school and for each year your rank rises. First there's first years, they would be pups and as the years go on, so do they. Pup, Omega, Delta, Gamma, Warrior, Beta, Alpha and finally Lycan. Kind of ridiculous but apparently the finder of the school was obsessed with werewolves so I guess that explains a lot. Anyways my arse of brothers and my sister attend this academy as well as HER. I hid, I pleaded, I begged but my parents were not having it. I even gave my mom my best puppy eyes but to my demise, she was wearing sunglasses. Well played mom, well played. A few broken vases and a lot shouting later, I found myself in a car going to hell. "Ah, F**k my life".