Manipulation

Ch 4: Wolf image

I scoffed down my burger and looked at Angel who was sitting across from me eating her spaghetti. "What do you have next?" I ask her.

"Gym," She says then looks at at me. "You?"

"W-Studies" I say pushing my empty plate away from me.

"Aah, Wolf-Studies. You'll like that. Track is the best class though. Well, you won't be doing much today. Only be seeing if you can cha-" She suddenly clamped her hand over her mouth and shook her head.

"What?" I ask frowning at her.

"Nothing. Just.... I saw my crush," She looks down at the table before looking up over my shoulder and bites her lip. "Aw, he's so hot," she then looks back at me just as i turn around to look. "No! don't look!" She nearly shouts and grabs my arms. "It'll look suspicious!" 

"And you looking and swooning isn't?" I ask grinning.

"Shut up," She glares playfully and wrigglers her nose at me.

"You just know I'm right" I says back grinning and watch as Angel scoffs before rolling her eyes at me.

"Come on. I'll show you were you need to be," She says and stands up. I stand up too and follow her as she dumps her rubbish in the bin. We then start walking down the path and Angel looks up ahead of us and blushes slightly. "Guy on the right side, blonde hair, brown eyes. Red shirt." She says softly before straitening back up. I pretend to glace around but really I look at the guy she was describing. He was kinda cute I guess.

"Nice choice," I say elbowing her softly. Angel smiles and rolls her eyes. "Let me guess, you wanted to show me to class just so you could walk past Mr Hottie?" I say grinning as she blushes.

"N-No, of course not! That's absorbed! Oh my god he just looked!" She flushes slightly and looks at the ground.

"Why don't you ask him out?" I ask when we were past her crush and out of hearing range.

"Nope, no happening. Not only because I would die from embarrassment but also no werewolf has gone out with an angel for a hundred years. Well, not any that have worked out. Even the last one that worked out the angel went and killed the wolf. I'd rather not end up dead." She shrugged. She looked at me then and smiled at seeing my face. "Yes i'm a wolf. Your friendly roommate wolf." She grins and loops her arm though mine. "Come on."

"What am I?" I ask her confused but already had an idea.

"Not telling," She grinned and tugged me along after her. "Now come on!" the bell chimed to tell us the next classes were starting.

When we arrived Angel quickly ran off to her next class leaving me standing with some other people. A teacher was walking our way as some girls leaned over the railing to look at the oval below us. Down on the oval was a class just getting on the field. Some guys were stretching and the girls were whistling making the guys look at them. Why did they have to act like that? Why couldn't they act normal. I shifted and turned toward the teacher.

She was a short lady and had silvery hair that went to her waist and her brown eyes were soft. Again, this teacher was trailed by some older guys. Jason was one of them.

"Hello class, I'm Mrs Hervena." She said loudly drawing everyone's attention. "Today is your fist wolf-study class. First off I think we should start with changing." She smiled at us. "It's quiet easy really, but in order to change you first must know what to do. Now, since each person is a different wolf, different coat, different build, you must know what you need to imagine to change. So close your eyes and let an image come to you, don't try to force an image of a wolf, don't change it's coat. Let it be itself. That's the first step"