My Friend, The Werewolf.

Chapter Fourteen

Mahar and I sat in silence for a while. After about five minutes of staring at my muddy shoes, stood abruptly. “I better get going,” I said. “Ms. Clerk must have noticed I'm gone by now.” Mahar nodded, “Would you like the wolves to take you back?” I thought about it for a moment then shook my head. “No, I can get there myself”, I said although I didn’t have any idea where Parkinson’s was from this place. Mahar nodded again “Well then I guess you will have to meet the Clairol next time. That’s fine”. I raised my eyebrows as I walked away but didn’t say anything.

            Mahar led me to the giant door and opened it. I stepped out in to the brightly light ballroom. The room was completely empty but for eight people sitting in the middle of the floor. Are heard them talking but they noticed the door open and looked towards Mahar and I. I recognized Alyssa but the other seven were new.

The one closest to me was a girl a couple years older than me. She had light brown hair and green eyes almost like my own. Next to her was a very fit boy who looked about seventeen or eighteen. He had short auburn hair, pale skin, eyebrow piercings, and dark brown eyes.  Laying down next to him was Alyssa with her stony gray eyes and long black hair. There was a woman in her early twenties who had chin length white hair and piercing silver-blue eyes. Sitting next to her was a very buff and dark-skinned boy, about sixteen with black hair and electrifying purple eyes. In the middle of the half circle were two teens my age, a boy and a girl. They had the same curly, long, golden hair and unnatural yellow eyes. They were play wrestling while a tall caramel skinned man watched with a smirk. He had dark brown hair and even from where I was standing, I could tell one of his eyes was a sort of navy-blue color and the other a soft hazel.

“Erin?” I heard Mahar say. I broke out of my trance and stared at him. “Would you like to meet them?” He whispered to me. Reluctantly, I nod. He walked me over to the peculiar group of people and gestured to the girl with light brown hair. “This is Cassandra” Mahar said. Cassandra stood and held out her hand. “Call me Cassie,” she said. I smile weakly and shake hands with Travis, the boy with the auburn hair; Ofelia, the woman with the white hair; Henry, the boy with black hair (the one who accompanied Alyssa in bringing me here); Oscar and Abbey, (who were twins), and finally Aradian, the guy with the mismatched eyes.

 “Hello Erin”, he said shaking my hand. “Hi” I murmured back. “Did you meet the Clairol yet?” I shook my head. “I see” he said, “Well see you soon then”. I nod and Mahar gently pushes me towards the door. “I’ll send someone to get you as soon as opportunity arrives, which should be soon”. I nod and wave awkwardly. He waves back, with his cheerful old man smile and gestures me away.