As I'm in class, I feel this fire building up inside, I don't know whether to destroy something or someone. "Malia, your claws" Scott says with a worry in his voice. He takes me outside the classroom. I'm still raging, I don't know what to do. "Don't worry, just focus on my voice" Scott says, worried obviously. I'm trying to focus on his voice, but I just simply can't. As I'm turning into a coyote, I looked into Scott's eyes. They're not red. They're just shining and bright. My claws go away, my anger fades away. Scott is shocked and happy. I'm relieved that I've found my anchor, my sanity. As we were glazing into each other, he and I said the exact same words at the exact same time, "I love you".
