I rushed out the front doors of my school and ran to my mom's car, which was waiting in the far corner of the parking lot. I flung open the passenger side's door, threw my bag in the back, and sat down in the seat. My mother looked over at me and parted her lips to speak, "So, how was school?"
"It was great, boring, but great. Can we just go home? I need to get on my laptop." I said without looking over at my mother. My mother gave me a confused look, but she just shook her head and started toward home.
I had a weird obsession with wolves, especially after I saw that one gorgeous rusty-colored wolf in the woods. I would go out in the woods to search for the wolf, but I could never find him. I'd only see him for a split second, looking into my window, at night. But I hadn't seen him around recently. That wolf's frosty-blue eyes were stapled in my mind. I could never forget those eyes. They were like diamonds, gleaming, priceless, and unforgettable.
I stared out the window, wrapping my arms around my knees. I couldn't stop thinking about those eyes. I wanted so badly just to see them again. Sadness flowed through my veins. Bssst. Bssst. Bssst.
My phone began vibrating, and I noticed my friend, Carlie, was calling. I picked up my phone and answered. "Hello?"
"Omigosh, Jen, there was a wolf reported seen dragging a little boy from his swing at the park!" She exclaimed.
"Wait, wait, wait, what? What'd it look like?"
"I don't know, it had brown fur or something. It's eyes were gorgeous, though, you had to see them."
"What color were they?" I breathe softly into the phone. My heart raced. Could it be my wolf? Well, Frost, as I named him, because of his eyes.
"His eyes were like pale yellow with flecks of reddish-brown. It was so cool!" I could hear her smile through the phone.
My heart stopped and my stomach twisted in giant knots. I wanted so desperately for it to be my wolf. Well, I was upset that the poor little boy was dragged from his swing, but it would've been nice to hear that my wolf was around town.
I was crushed.
"Hey, I've gotta go, my mom says it's time for me to go to bed..." I whisper, barely audible.
"But, it's only 7:30. Why is she making you go to bed so early?" She asked.
"Well, I have to take a shower and everything... Bye." I hung up on Carlie before I could say anything. I just wanted to sleep, since obviously my wolf wasn't going to show. So I laid down, pulled the covers up to my shoulders then closed my eyes. I fell asleep in an instant.