~~~Chapter 1~~ Typical Teenager Paul ~~~

"Coming mother" Paul Santana told his mother. He had to take out the garbage, as usual. He was 16 and his birthday was coming up next month. Paul was you typical teenager.

He love rock music, dressed in mostly black, and, well, you get the picture. He wasn’t very happy about school starting tomorrow. He was starting his Jr. year at high school.

He put the garbage in the can and ran back into his room. He petted on of his three dogs. Paul loves dogs, especially wolves. He had an Alaskan Husky named Gemini, an Australian Shepard named Toreros, and a golden retriever named Aquarius.

He started thinking about school tomorrow. He hated it. He hoped he would make new friends fast. He was new to this school. A few months ago he moved from California, to Winder, Georgia. He hated that. He had tons of friends, a girlfriend and everything.

As he worried, sleep over took him.

He slept with dreams of wolves. They all were coming for him. He tried to run, but they caught up with him. He couldn’t understand why they where chasing him. One wolf jumped on him and got right up to his face and growled. The whites of his teeth showed his drool came out of his mouth. He was about to bite him.