Werewolf Meets Huntress

Chapter 3. Go Fetch

Lucas was running. He didn't know what he was running from but all he knew was he had to find a way out of the foggy woods.

He could see a small light near the edge of the woods, and he sped towards it at a breakneck velocity.

He was almost there. So close...

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Startled Lucas rolled off his bed and onto the cool wooden floor. He glanced up at his alarm clock disoriented and annoyed and jammed his fist angrily on it. It shattered into jagged shards and he stared at it in horror.

How did that happen?

He saw his fist was shaking but it didn't ache and he could bet it wouldn't be bruised.

"I gave you that alarm for your fourteenth birthday. "

Lucas swiveled around to see Farkle staring at the alarm clock aghast.

"I don't know how it broke," Lucas stated. "Hormones I guess. It was probably cheap."

"I could assure it wasn't cheap," Farkle pointed at the alarm. "That thing was metal. That wasn't no cheap plastic, Wolfman."

"Stop with the jokes," Lucas rolled his eyes as he grabbed a t-shirt and jeans.

"Yeah well you howl in your sleep so that doesn't help."

"I howled?" Lucas looked at Farkle like he had grown a second head.

"Yeah, loudly if I may add," Farkle said. "Your mom let me in as she was leaving and I thought a rabid dog got in here. Lucas, I'm worried."

"You shouldn't be," Lucas shrugged. "I'm going to take a quick shower and then we can head out."

Farkle nodded as Lucas went inside his bathroom. He was about to sit on Lucas's bed when something caught his eyes. There were claw marks slashing Lucas's sheets.

Farkle quickly shoved the sheets under the bed. He had a lot of research to do.

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Lucas and Farkle made their way to History class. Farkle was acting frazzled and Lucas couldn't get him to say a word which was incredibly odd. He was lost in thought and Lucas wasn't used to a mute Farkle.

He nearly stopped as he caught sight of Riley entering her father's class. Her long hair was pulled back, letting her facial features shine through. She was positively glowing and she gleamed her signature mega watt grin at Lucas.

Mr. Matthews caught Lucas gazing and let out a squeak and hurried Riley to her seat in front  of Lucas. Lucas was bombarded with her scent, though he strangely could pinpoint her smell from far away now, it wasn't the same as having it so close. The lovely scent of vanilla and honeysuckle.

Lucas had dozed off he hadn't  realized that class was over. He grabbed his books and looked at Farkle who was scrutinizing his every move.

"I'm going to go check out a book," He told Lucas as they walked out of the classroom. "I'll  meet you in the cafeteria in a couple of minutes."

Lucas nodded and headed towards his locker where he saw Riley shoving her History textbook into hers. He breathed in and started to make his way towards her.

Charlie Gardner seized his arm harshly and pulled him into the adjacent deserted hallway.

"Where are you getting your juice?" He growled shoving Lucas flat into the lockers.