My werewolf system

Chapter 9: My heart beat

Chapter 9: My heart beat

When Gary slid the door open to enter his classroom, he was surprised to see that not everyone was there yet. His eyes peaked in the direction of the school clock and could still see there was a good fifteen minutes before class started.

‘What, how? I was walking so slow, and got caught up in that…incident.’ Gary thought to himself.

His hands were still slightly shaking, he still didn’t understand what he had done or what had happened just moments ago, right after he dealt with the little ‘problem’ he had. His body had started to sprint towards the school, getting away from it all.

Which made him make up for any time that was lost on the way.

‘Still, I shouldn’t have arrived this early… just how fast was I running?’

Going to his seat, he placed his bag down, and his usual friend Tom was there to greet him.

“What’s wrong with you? You look like… I don’t even know how to describe you. You just don’t look like your usual self.” Tom commented.

“Thanks for the kind words,” Gary replied. In truth, Gary just wished things could go back to normal. School was the one place where he didn’t have to worry about his second life as a gang member.

However, now with his whole body going through these weird changes, it was hard to keep everything separate.

“Actually I have a question for you. You’re into games, books and all that stuff, so what do you know about…werewolves?” Gary asked.

Tom had a little smirk on his face when this question was asked.

“Oh, I thought you weren’t interested in these types of things. Don’t tell me, you’re going to ask me the age old question: ‘Which one is stronger?’ or ‘Which would you rather be, a vampire or a werewolf’?”

“Vampires? No, I just wanted to talk about werewolves, I’m just curious about what they do, is there anything to look out for, you know I’m terrible at looking these things up on the internet.”

It was strange that Gary had a sudden interest in these things, but at the same time, Gary would always be obsessed with the next thing he was watching or reading. At one point he was reading a comic about tennis players and tried to become a professional tennis player.

The next time he saw him playing chess after watching a TV series, and before summer he had been fanboying stories about gangs. As such, Tom didn’t think much of it, besides it just being Gary’s latest obsession, so he decided to humor him.

“Well, it’s hard to say. With these types of things there are so many different types of lore out there depending where you get your information from or what you’re reading. Silver bullets, magical plants, bites and more, but they all have one thing in common.”

“On a full moon, that’s when a werewolf is at its strongest and in some stories that’s also when they go out of control and eat their closest friends as well,” Tom explained, making the actions of a wolf and attempting to scare Gary.

However, Gary didn’t flinch, nor was he laughing. Instead he had a very deeply concerned look and the palm of his hands were feeling incredibly sweaty.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Tom asked.

Gary contemplated whether or not he should tell Tom. He was still unsure if he was an Altered. It was easy to explain his symptoms by just telling him he was one, the problem was, then Gary would have to tell Tom everything.

How he had come across the strange suitcase, informing him that he had joined a gang… one that was hunting him currently. He couldn’t do that to Tom. Not after what he had been through.