MistWolf

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Frank's POV

I fiddled with my pen and stared blankly at the wall as I thought of how I was going to tell my quote and quote children of my health condition, I honestly thought I would have more time on earth but I now see that my time is coming to an end. I'm really considering waiting to tell them because they all have alot on their plate; and by them I mean Myandri, I feel something really big is coming and the spotlight is gonna be on her. This is a big mission for them and I'm hella worried to say the least, all of my kid-uh..I mean students are gonna face some stuff that no other kid has but they will get back up even if they fall and that's what I love about them. Myandri has so much determination in her it's overwhelming. and that's why I assigned her to her best friend because I know she will let nothing harm him. But just as much determination she has there's also the same amount of pride in her and that alone is a good and bad thing, the good thing is that she doesn't let anybody or thing faze her which keeps up her strength. The bad thing is that something will come at her and not all of them will be enemies, or friends, or people she doesn't know wants to kill her. It might just be herself.

Like the saying goes 'your biggest enemy is yourself' and sometimes she is so prided that she doesn't know when to humble herself and let who her true self takeover, now I will not tell her who her true self is that's something she has to find out on her own. I shook my head clear of my thoughts and did a 360 in my chair from the desk towards the open door and pushed myself up out the chair, as I landed on my feet I felt a sharp stab in my chest I ignored it and stammered towards the door then leaning on the frame to catch my breath. "Dad?" My head whipped towards the sound as my features changed to a poker face, as I straightened up my slumped figure and pushed up off the door frame to get a better look at Carter.

"What's wrong Dad?" I looked at him skeptically then slowly walking out of the doorway and into the foyer where Carter was, he then threw his backpack on the ground next to Devon's as well

"That doesn't matter, where are the others? Did they come in yet? Are they still at school? Where is Dri?" 20 questions flew out of my mouth at a time, I stared at him with anticipation but he just reassured me that everyone else was okay. I could feel my tensed muscles relax when he gave me the news, and as soon as I relaxed my body, his eyes soon became consumed with amusement, which made me shoot daggers in his direction. I swear we both act like a bunch of teenage friends...well make that one normal friend and the other dying friend; HA! My sense of humor is awesome...okay.. not. So we stood there awkwardly, not knowing where to take the conversation, and I was not gonna make the first move and neither was he.

I swear I could hear crickets in the back round but just decided that it was my stupid brain playing tricks on me, sooner or later Carter lifted his hand up and waved an awkward wave and dashed up the stairs. I then heard him breathe out a content sigh when he reached the top of the stairs, I just rolled my eyes and walked over to the shoes filled doorway and kicked the stray ones to the side. Once I finished my shoe kicking/cleanup I smirked to myself and went to look out the window, I stuck both of my hands in my pocket and stared at the sun shined brightly inside the see-through object. I sighed longingly, I knew my time was coming soon and I wasn't afraid or scared but...jus aint ready yet.

Myandri's POV

I stormed through the doorway, slamming the door close once I made it through I bent down to take off my shoes, soon feeling my messenger bag bounce off of my hip as I ripped off my Converse All Star XX Hi throwing them onto the mysterious pile of shoes. I then gripped onto my bag securing it tighter onto my body, as I let my feet carry me up the stairs. I caught a glimpse of Dad hunched over staring out the window with a pained face and a hand on my heart, my heart told me to go see what was wrong with him but my pride got in the way. It will probably make me seem weak. Yeah, that's it and he'll probably kick me out of the team. I shuddered at the thought of leaving the team, no, as long as I kept up being strong. I ran into my room and shut the door loudly I slowed my dash down into a walk, slowly I maneuvered my way through the snapbacks, loose pieces of paper, and dirty clothes. I finally made it to my desk; a dark blue with purple rhinestones in it, to be exact, Antonio's mother gave it to me the last time I was in Italy. Sighing I sat down and opened up the screen of my laptop and shrugging off my bag onto the floor in the process, bringing up the torch browser I searched for 'werewolves'.

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It is now 7:00 I have been on my laptop for 3 hours now searching about werewolves, and I am so confused it's not even funny. Carmen is in here room hanging out with her 'new' friends from school, Devon is down in the boxing room practicing with Dad. Carter is at the school football field trying to 'get laid' as he described it as, and me? Well I'm trying to figur-

"PIZZA'S HERE!!!!"

I almost fell out of my seat from the pitch of Carmen's voice right outside my door. I rolled my eyes and placed my elbow on my desk, softly resting my head on my hand for comfort as I felt my eyes droop down slowly. "Let's go Dri" I lifted my head up off of my hand to look at the shadowed person standing at my doorway "you okay?," and there stood Frank. I took in his demeanor as he stood there. Tired, weak, and pale? How could I have not noticed this earlier, he... he's...NO! He is not dying! It's probaly just a little flu or sumthing. My strong Dad cannot be dying, it is not his time. My heart saddend at the thought of him dying and absentmindly I let out a whimper, my heart beat increased rapidly as my eyes shot towards the now empty doorway. I could feel my body relaxing to the sight of Dad not there so that means he didn't hear me whimper pitifully! Like a... like... a wolf. A frown found it's way onto my face as I turned my head towards the clock '7:13', sighing I made my way out of my room, down the long hallway that was covered in mexican painting. They were susposed to make Carmen feel more at 'home' but they just annoy the hell outta me, every time we move she and Carter beg Dad to keep bring it with us. Do you know how heavy those things are, do you know how many flights we missed here cause they were too heavy. And that is why we bought a private jet and we all had to take a pilot course, yeah welcome to my life.

I jogged down the stairs taking two steps at a time, ready to eat 'cuz my ass is starving as hell! I lifted my hand up to scratch my hair as I yawned but instead of feeling the relief of the itch in my scalp, each on of my nails broke the skin in my head instantly drawing blood. I yelped and quickly retracted my hand to look at my nails that caused the now throbbing, stinging sensation in my head.

And let me tell you, the sight was not pretty