~After two weeks~
~4am~ Ethan
Oh hell, I'm so fucking tired.
I hate the full moon, but I love to be a werewolves, I feel so free without any worries.
Except that I can hurt somebody, this will never let my mind go.
Anyways, I'm going to bed , we -the werewolves- have luck we don't have to go to school at full moon. That's a why I love this school and because we can stay here - without family- .
I'm on my way to school, in my BED.
But there is a car infront of the school.
It looks serious or important.
I'm behind a tree -oh wait-
a men has a girl on the arm -i think she is sleeping-, she is pretty.
Stop, Ethan concentrate what is happening right now! But why the fuck is she sleeping, it doesen't make sense.
The assisten of the director is talking to them, they are going into the school, probably to the director.
ETHAN GO TO BED.
I'm so tired, I hate my couriosity. I turn around and go straight to the bedroooms, which is difficult
-I hate It when I don't know what is happen, ESPECIALLY WHEN IT GETS INTRESTING-
I open the door, close it , put jogging pants on, run through my hair, jump into the bed and try to sleep without thinking about what happend.
~10am~ Violet
Fuck, my head is empty. I try to open my eyes but it's too bright so I close them again , where the hell am I?
I can see outlines, i don't know them but it seems like two -no- three woman and two men.
I open my eyes and close them, again. I can't remember much but I have a headache like never -I think so, but it kinda feels so-
The only thing I remember is my name.
My head feels like I'm drunk or something.
I can hear a woman's voice, it's strong but warm, a voice that build you up when you are down.
I suppose I'm lying on a couch, it is definitely soft, the pillow on which my head is angled is rather rough, probably with little stones or something that should makes them prettier. But not
comfortable, that's sure.
Okay, next try, I did it, they are open.
This room is beautiful, it has a touch of light academia, I love this aesthetic -I suppose-
A woman comes up to me.
I sit up and realize that I am wearing a royal blue skin-tight but covered dress.
How could I sleep in it?
She has brunette hair in a bun, a beige skirt and a blazer, I estimate her at 45-50 years.
She speaks in a low tone, not a whisper but softly: »Good morning Violet, I hope we didn't wake you, how are you?«
I suppose the strong-warm voice that I heard before.
»Oh, ehm... good morning, I'm fine but where are we and who are you?« I think I sounded a little bit confused, like I am.
»I'm glad to hear this, so I'm Ms. Grey your new director and we are in your new school, the heaven academy. Are you trusty or hungry?«
Hell yes I'm dying, of course I didn't say this loud.
»If it doesn't make any troubles, gladly.«
I smiling , she is smiling, it's getting cringe but she is very friendly.
The other three people are gone, I don't know where, but i don't even care because im getting mad if i can't get food now.
She is walking to a table , she looks as me with a come-here-and-sit-down-look, so I follow her to the table.
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