Werewolf Academy

Chapter Six

It's been a few uneventful weeks at the Academy. No one else has found out about my tigress, and no one is suspicious about it either. I've had a series of weird dreams. Most of them are about the other tigers, but I don't know anyone else that has a tiger. I decided it's probably best to ignore them, I mean they are just dreams. That book is still laying on my bedside table. I haven't had a chance to finish it yet, but I will when I have the time. Reading it isn't going to change the world ya know. Anyways, I've become a top student in my combat class which was to be expected. My birthday is in a few days and Lily, along with a few other girls I've become friends with, are throwing me a party. I told them that I didn't need one but they insisted. They look like they're having fun doing it so I let it go.

Right now I'm sitting in a The History of Werewolves lecture. Boooring. Ms. Kingston doesn't know when half of her class is asleep. Heck, she doesn't even turn around to give the lecture. She scribbles words on the board as she talks, I guess for notes purposes, but I don't write it down.

Just as I'm about to doze off a piece of paper hits the back of my head.

Hey, I haven't talked to you since we were on the train. Sorry about Trish. You know how wolves can be.

I turn in my chair to see Aiden smiling widely.

I turned the paper over to write a response.

She's actually my friend now, so all is well.

I throw it back at him and wait, until he gives me a nod and a smile, to turn back around. Not a minute later, the piece of paper smacks me again.

I pick it up and uncrumple it. We aren't dating anymore.

I turn and nod to him then throw the paper back at him, knowing where this is going. He laughs then hunches over the paper to write. When he's done he throws it back and I catch it.

I was wondering if you would want to hang out. Just so we can get to know each other better. It doesn't have to be a date if you don't want it to be.

I roll my eyes at his words then scribble something down. Sure. You can come to my birthday party, I have no idea if you've been invited, but consider this an invitation. Be at the girls dorm for our class this Saturday at six.

I throw the paper back at him and as soon as he finishes reading it he smiles and leans back in his chair.

I turn back to the front just before Ms. Kingston turns around. "Who is throwing things in my room?" No one moves. I hold back a laugh and think to myself, Everyone. She scowls at the class and lands on Aiden. "Were you throwing that ball of paper?" She asks, an angry tone in her voice.