Nerdy To Badass Werewolf

"Happy birthday Skylar! Wake up right now!" I heard my brother Cole yell in my ear. I groaned and covered my head with my pillow, trying to block them out.

"Go away! I'm trying to sleep here!" I yelled through the pillow, though I'm sure it came out muffled.

"Well, if you don't get up right now we'll have to force you too. Are you sure you want that?" I hear Will, the oldest of the triplets ask me teasingly. Instead of answering him, I turned my head in the other direction.

"Alright Skylar. You leave us with no choice then." Liam, the youngest says before everything becomes suspiciously silent. Just as I'm about to check what they're doing, I'm on the floor with three huge oafs on top of me. I groan as they're weight crushes me.

"Why are you guys such jerks!" I yelled when they finally crawled off of me. I don't really mean that, I never could. Although they are highly annoying they're the best brothers a person could ask for.

"Because we love you!" Will sang loudly as he rested on his elbows, watching me with an teasing smirk. Yeah, and he's supposed to be the mature one. Not.

"Now get up. School starts soon and mom made you a surprise birthday breakfast." I look at them as if they're stupid (which they are), that they think that will get me up.

"Can't I just stay at home? It's my last day anyways, so what's the big deal?" I ask them while biting my lip, trying to keep myself from laughing, since they were wearing colourful party hats.

They eventually did persuade me to get up, it took a lot of convincing, and a bribe that involved oreos. I slowly stood up before making my way into the bathroom and taking a quick shower. Once done in there I walked out and got changed. I walked over to my mirror, assessing the outifit. I always dressed in plain clothing. I was wearing a plain black T-Shirt with dark blue jeans and sneakers. I didn't believe in dressing up for school. What's the point?

I put my hair up in a ponytail, not bothering with any make-up since I don't wear it. Some girls enjoy wearing it but I'm not one of them. I've just never liked the 'feel' of it on my face. Once I was satisfied with how I looked I headed downstairs only to be stopped and crushed into someones chest. I looked up and saw it was Will. I was then passed on to Cole, then finally Liam. By the time they put me down, I was gasping for breath.

I think they're trying to kill me.

I do love them with all my heart and I know that the feelings mutual but they sometimes forget that they're stronger than me. My big surprise breakfast was chocolate chip pancakes. Yum. Though Liam tried to steal some of mine, causing me to almost stab his hand. Twice.