the girl who cried wolf|Wattys 2015

the girl who cried wolf: ten

Note// ive returned ! I know that whole week o so without updating was torturous > > feed my ego aha I just got distracted by graphics and my online class I started and just ugh, I became very lazy. But, im finally updating and hoping to stay on track with my daily updates! Im kind of iffy on this chapter, so tell me what you think!!! That said, I wont ramble much longer. Enjoy the story, thank you for reading xx

ten: im not a normal girl

I was completely distracted and could honestly say my classmates felt the same. The week after the tragedy of Garieth's attack, life in crescent Falls had changed quite a bit. There were now officers patrolling the streets, some people had taken to putting up wire fences to separate their homes from the woods. Students stuck together and hardly anyone sat outside, other than Mason and me.

"How have you been feeling lately?" Mason asked as he bit into his second sandwich. He'd started to bring me some as well, which I was grateful for because the minute Mom noticed a change in my diet, she'd start asking questions. Sorry that I ate all the leftover lasagna Mom, we werewolves have to stay energized.

"Some days are better than others." In all truthfulness, every day seemed like a challenge. My bones ached, my hair was thicker and unmanageable now, and often I felt myself becoming angry for no reason. It scared me the first time I'd snarled. It was after Marcus had said something in a jestful manner to me; my lip lifted upward and my teeth tightly pressed against each other, vibrating from the growl that'd escaped from me. He'd stared at me wildly and I tried to play it off my ignoring him. But I could feel him staring at me throughout class and I couldn't erase the shape of the snarl.

"Has there been any sighting of Lyus?" I asked to get off of the subject of me. Mason shook his head.

"We keep losing him."

"Why doesn't he shift into a human?"

"It's had to shift between forms when you're his kind." There was no hiding the level of disgust in Mason's voice. My insides flopped. I'd hope to never experience that. "The more he kills the more he loses touch with humanity. I started to say something when I noticed a familiar figure heading in our direction.

"How's it going wolf girl? New kid."

I shuddered at the sound of Marcus' voice.

"Hello," I grumbled ignoring the fact that I was answering to him calling me wolf girl. Mason nodded his head in acknowledgement.

"What are you two doing out here?"

"We like the scenery," mason said with a smirk.

"Yeah, I guess if you're into snow and trees," Marcus said with a shrug.

"Is there a reason for you being here?" I snapped. Looking up I watched as Marcus' cheeks turned a shade redder. He pushed his hands further into the front pockets of his dark blue jeans.

"I was kind of hoping to speak to you alone," he said.

"The bell is going to ring anyhow," Mason said as he stood up and gathered his things. "See you in class Luce." Strange. Mason, who vowed not to let me walk to the bathroom alone, was leaving me with Marcus - Marcus who talked to me more than ever now.

Gathering my things, I looked up briefly at Marcus. "Well, we are alone," I said.

"Right - well," Marcus cleared his throat, his hand reaching up to scratch at the back of his head. "You and the Mason kid, you aren't like talking right?"