I walk into school for the first time since my heart was broken. That was two weeks ago. I spent the first week crying and then the second week planning... training... getting ready for some revenge on that purple haired monster.

I go to my locker and put my backpack in. But I remove a box from inside which has my secret weapon to win.

I look at it with a huge smile on my face... not a happy smile... a malicious smile. This school is going to suffer because of those humans.

I shut my locker and rest my head against it. Just a few more hours and I'll be back to myself... right? I'll be the alpha... I'll have the power again... I'll be happy....

Pfft I'm not gonna be happy! I was truly happy with Hosuh and he hates me now... he's going to hate me more for fighting his friend... I'm conflicted on what to do!

I let my breath go and storm away. Just observing what the others are doing... trying to figure out the best strategy to win. Most werewolves are dumb I fighting. Having enhanced strength they brute through their problems but I've been learning strategies... how to fight more effectively... and I'm not ready as I'll ever be to have the fight of my life.

I'm going to win this or die trying and I hope Hosuh isn't around to see that.