CHAPTER 6
I was woken up by a knock on my door.
"Supper time!" Melanie's voice yelled out from the other side
Arg I'm not hungry
My stomach grumbled
I rolled my eyes, guess I have to go down then
I got off of the comfy bed, leaving the small dorm. I made my way downstairs, remembering where she had shown us the dining hall earlier.
As I made my way to it, I could feel the burning gazes of the students around me.
The hoodie over my head was somewhat protecting me from their judgy gazes.
To them I was a stranger, a weird one at that.
As the other hunters dressed more in a sort of combat uniform, I, compared to them, never felt comfortable wearing that type of clothing. So I always kept with my over size sweats and my hoodies.
To say the least, I was giving off hobbo vibes.
But these werewolves they all had tight uniforms with ties, I mean this was a sort of prestige school. But damn I must look like a dump truck in their eyes.
I finally made my way to the dining room.
It looked a lot like a cafeteria, but with a slight touch of Hogwart style.
I went to grab myself a plate. I looked around trying to find a place to eat in peace.
I caught the table where all the hunters had decided to shelter at.
Yahhh nope.
I found an isolated table in the back.
I walked with my head up, even though half my face was covered by a hoodie, I walked with confidence to this disregarded table.
I tried to make myself as comfortable as I could in the hard wooden chair.
I ate, savoring the peace of not having anyone talk to me every two seconds #Rosalie&Felix.
But let's just say my big lonely alpha game move started an uproar in the dining hall.
Great
More attention
"Omg why is she sitting all the way over there??"
"Guess she's a freak even in her own species"
"Humans are so complicated"
"Whys she covering her face, do you think she's deformed?"
"Arg she's embarrassing us again, why did the chief have to chose her"
And here I thought I would be able to eat in peace, god dammit.
I was almost done with my food when a small shy voice rang in my ears.
"Uh hi"
I looked up, making eye contact with bright beautiful green eyes.
I continued to look at him, waiting till he continues talking
He seems to understand my silence, he starting playing with his fingers as a sign of nervousness.
"S-so uh, I was wondering if you wanted to come eat with me, uh well my group of friends" he stuttering nervously
He pointed in back of him at a table. Everyone at the table was frozen, and just watching our interaction with wide eyes.
Is he messing with me?
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If Only It Were A Dream
Fantasy~Who wouldve known my life would be this fucked up~ Im a hunter and they are the predators. MDLB DDLB DDLG ... A werewolf story, with a little bit of spice~