It was irritating and very distractive, having her beady eyes on me, "what do you want?" I asked, I felt Dylan nudge my leg under the table.
"She actually means, do need help on something?" Dylan covered me up, again. He has always been the polite one out of us too.
"No, not really," she replied with a smile. This so called 'Cassy-Kay' chick was getting on my nerves and I didn't like the way she looked at my boyfriend.
Even though I felt like poking her eager eyes out, I decided to give her a chance, see what she really wants, "so what brings you down to the library for history," I looked at her, "you said something about the room didn't you?" I looked at Dylan in search of help.
"Yeah, what do you mean exactly?" He asked.
"Well like I said I'm kinda a little, a tad, sorta, well not really now, but I'm new here and I didn't choose to do history I was just put in the class, it's not like I wanted to do history or anything, it sucks it's boring," she continued to spit, "I'm not even interested in history, it's sooooo boring!" She finally finished her speech.
"We mean't what bothers you in the class room?" I said before she could say anything about more about how boring history is.
"Well, I don't know to be honest, it sorta really, a tad, kinda makes me feel weak, sick almost."
I looked at Dylan, his eyes spoke before he could and I could tell what he was thinking, "you need to come with us," he said, "meet us in the far end of the parking lot after school."
"Ha no way! Who do you think I am? Some little kid who falls for the 'I have candy, it's in my van' thing?" She laughed, flicked her blonde locks over her shoulder and walked off towards the library door, almost tripping on her 'sassy' exit.
"Dylan?"
"I know what you're thinking Elexis, but she doesn't look the 'wolf' type. And besides I didn't really sense another wolfs presence, except yours but you were already with me. We need to find more out about her."
We sat thinking, "well she can't be 16 yet, right? Otherwise she would already know something's wrong with her, wouldn't she Dylan?"
He closed his books, "well yeah technically speaking but you never know, different kind of wolves get different effects from different things, like she said the history rooms not that bad. You on the other hand pretty much collapsed remember?"
Oh yeah I remember that, I lost nearly all my vision too. I packed up and readied myself for the bell.
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The Hunted
Teen FictionElexis Riddle has lived a normal 15 years, what makes this year so different? In effort to forget about her selfish father, her and the overly protective mother move to America. She meets her first true love, they were attracted to each other like a...
