Inlove with the Gay Werewolf

I sighed and looked over at my sister, who looked extremely anxious for her first day at the school as well. She's starting high school in a completely new town, with absolutely no friends, and no idea where she's going or what to expect. I reach over and grab her hand as I put the car into park.

"Everything will be okay, just figure out where to go and go from there. Don't stress too much, alright?"

She nods her head, swallowing the lump in her throat before looking over at me. "Alright."While look up at a building that looks very similar to a prison but not one with a pasty colour with blotches of darker concrete from the sun and a collection of dirt over time.

I observed the block letters displayed at the top of the new school that I was being coaxed to attend for my senior year because my dad got a job offer about two hours away from his previous one, we had no choice but to relocate and change schools.

I take a look at her for a moment as she reaches into the backseat to grab her bag and other stuff with her hands slightly shaking, making me feel that she is still extremely nervous which isn't surprising because this is a very nerve-wracking situation. If I had to start at a new school while also starting my first day at high school, I would've never left the house but there's no way I could help her right now other than to motivate her.

Everything gets me thinking about how I will meet a guy who's not interested in girls just like me soon, the fact I have to be proud of my sexuality is another thing entirely.

I take the keys out of my car and get out with my sister. I see teenagers coming out of their cars to scream and hug their friends that they probably saw just last week because our new neighbours told us that there are always parties the week before school starts back up to mourn that summer is ending and school's back which makes me feel the school might be cool and interesting to be.

I make sure to lock my car before walking out with my sister through the parking area and up the sidewalk into the school. I notice Jasmine fidgeting with her hands as she glances around at the other people talking with their friends as they walk in.

"Jasmine, I have a dance class after school. I've talked to Dad about it and he said that he'll pick you up from work. It might take him some extra time to find his way here, so if he's late, don't worry about it okay?" I told her to try and take her mind off of everything that she was pondering right now.

"Okay, '' she replied as I held the door open for her before following her into the office that was