During 3rd period we were told to get a partner and for the rest of class learn about each other.
Jacob was in all my classes so far, so he sat in the desk in front of me, sitting backwards so he was facing me. There was a big, dark, grin plastered on his shadowed face.
"So tell me about you and I might tell you about me."
Might? I thought we HAD to talk about ourself. Whatever.
Lets make this sound as little depressing as humanly possible.
"Okay um.. I'm Katie, you already know that. Im 17 and I live with my stepdad in the old house a block away. My mom died in a house fire. Im single. I listen to sleeping with sirens and most rock or indie. I can't remember any time before I was 11. Me and my stepdad move a lot so I'm always the new girl and you will never see this eye uncovered."
I lightly tap the hair over my left eye for a second before putting my hands back in my lap, my cheeks a slight red from having to tell him that much.
He nods a little like he was making sure I was right, remaining silent the whole time.
Jacob looks around the room for a minute making sure no one was listening to us and that the teacher wasn't in the room before looking back at me with a half grin, half smile on his face. "My turn."
"My names Jacob, I'm not telling you my last name. I turned 18 about a week ago. I live with my older sister in a house near the lake and my parents were killed but I can't tell you how yet. Oh and did I mention im a werewolf?"
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the freak
WerewolfNo one liked her. No one talked to her unless it was a rude comment. She was a freak. Her left eye was rainbow instead of blue like the right one. Her whitish blonde hair was always covering her left eye. She never talked unless she was expected to...
