In Every Universe

Chapter 9 (music room)

Mallory's pov:

Johnny is driving me to school per usual. Ugh, I wish my birthday could hurry up. Just want to drive by myself.

We finally arrive, and I waste no time in getting out of his car. I check my timetable and realise I have a free period. Amazing. I think back to where I could go to chill out. I remember seeing private music rooms in my music class. I head for the music block and peek around the class door to see if anyone is in there. Empty. Just what I need. I look around the class for a guitar. Finding one, I make my way to one of the mini stalls and knock on the middle stall door to see if anyone's using it.

.....

Silence.

I open the door and close it. Locking it in case anyone else tries to come in. I sit on the chair and prop the guitar on my lap. Adjusting the strings to my preferability and begin playing.
Humming to the chords I play.

Maeve's pov:

I walk through the hallways with a fresh and new optimistic attitude. I have a new friend group. Classes are going well. And im happy. Nothing can get in my way.

⚠️STARTS⚠️

I giddily walk around a corner into another hallway when I hear something?

"Pssst." An unknown voice whispers.

Huh?

I turn around to see if anyone's there. Nothing is in my view.
I turn back around and continue walking when I hear it again.

"Psst!" They whisper again, but this tike with more emphasis.

I stop in my tracks again as I look to my right and see a small corner.
I cautiously step over to it as I'm grabbed.

"Agh!" I yelp.

"Shhh cutie." The familiar voice mutters.

I look up to see the same werewolf who pestered me at the mall and in the hallway the other day.

I panic. No one is around. What do I do?

"What do you want from me?" I whimper.

He smirks.

"Well, silly, I want you, of course!" He remarks with a chuckle as if this is almost funny.

My brows furrow in confusion. Me? I dont even know him?

"What? Me? Why me? You don't even know me." I stutter, questions flood my mind.

"I want a meifwa. And you are a meifwa. So I want you. Simple!" He explains.

What?

"You want a meifwa? We aren't toys to play with, you know. We are just like the rest of you." I spit with my blood beginning to boil.

He laughs.

"Did I ask? No. You are going to be my girlfriend. And you are going to do whatever I say." He implies.

This time, I laugh.

"Excuse me? I don't think so." I bite.

His eyes darken. And his brows furrow. Anger is written all over his face.

"YES, YOU WILL." The werewolf yells.

"NO, I WONT! LEAVE ME ALONE JERK!" I scream in his face. Pushing myself out of his grasp. He holds on tighter. Almost painfully.

"LET GO OF ME, YOU ARE HURTING ME!" I plead.

"I don't thin-" he stops as another voice is heard.

"Reece, let her go now." Mr. Bradley demands.