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10 | secret's out

I couldn't sleep last night. I kept on thinking about Jurian and Kyran. Why did Kyran save me? Did Jurian make an excuse? Were they both worried about me? So many questions that needed answers.

The bell rang and I went to training class. On Friday's, for me, it's a no school day. I don't have to do work like other students. Instead, I do training to strengthen my wolf and vampire abilities. My wolf abilities are all good and strong, but my vampire abilities are at level 0.5. I opened the doors to the gym.

"Hello, Breeze." Coach Kopper greets as I enter.

"Hello," I say, bluntly.

"Let's test your running." He says.

I took a deep breath. I clench then unclenched my fists. I ran straight forward as fast I can and reached the other side of the gym.

"Breeze..." Coach began.

"I know, I know. I'm not to the vampire speed."

Coach Kopper nods. "You need to have . . . More vampire effects. Faster speed, growing fangs and claws, pale skin and eye color change."

I sighed as I say, "I just . . . Don't want to be a Half. I dislike it."

"Breeze, let's not think that." He assures.

"But you know it's true, Coach! Maybe if I was a Pure Wolf everyone wouldn't have been like this." I blinked several times because I was on the edge of shedding a tear. "If only my parents... If only. I just don't want to have a vampire side!" I hollered and it echoed.

There was a moment of silence. I know I shouldn't be blaming my parents but if they wouldn't have done I've would have had a chance to come into the world - not a a Half but a Pure.

Coach Kopper just stood there with his head down and my feet were planted where I am.

"Let's just do it one more time, Breeze." He commands.

I closed my eyes and exhale. I return to starting line and got ready.

Run!" Coach hollers.

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After the whole day of training, I was stoked. I got in the girls' locker room and showered. The hot water hit my back and drips down.

What did I just do? Did I blame mom and dad?

I turned around and wiped water away from my face. I began to sing.

"Climbing up to the roof, hidden in the dark..." I sang in a low voice at first, but throughout the song, I sang louder. "Now I'm falling heavily! Recklessly! Trying not to lost my sensebility- Damn it, I can't hit that note."

I got out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. "But gravity pulls me into you. We're just a couple of kids. We're just a couple of kids." I got to my locker and changed.

I hummed the rest while I put my clothes away. I put my gym clothes in my sports bag and walked out of the girls' locker room. When I made a turn around the hall, someone covered my head in a back bag. I yelped because that someone picked me up and threw me over its shoulders. I'm guessing it's a guy. But I heard whispers, "You sure this gonna work?"

"What'll work?! Put me down!" I kicked but it was no use.

"Breeze, calm down."

I know that voice!

"Amara?!" I guess.

"Yep. Now calm down, you're going to make up with Jurian no matter what."

"Let me d-" I start to lose my breath. My chest hurts. It feels like it's being shrivled up.

It's dark. All black. Nothing. I was shot at my side and blood is slowly seeping out of me into a puddle . . .
"Help . . ."
I couldn't opened my eyes because of the aching pain. No one will help me. No one will hear me.

"A-Amara let m-me do-down." I begged.

"Nope. You're just going to run away. Also I blackmailed Jurian's friends just to do this with me."

"Blackmail, lady. Blackmail." Tal said. It was becoming harder for me to breathe. I try to keep it in. Gasping for air, but I can't with a bag over my head. I feel like I'm going to faint. Closing my eyes any second. They let me down and I heard them close the doors. I lift the bag off of my head and try to gasp for air. My chest still hurts.

"Breeze? What are you doing here?" I looked around and noticed that Jurian and I are in the old art room that was now a storage for desks and chairs.

I have to make it seem my chest doesn't hurt.

I took a deep breath, even though my chest hurts. I turned around and faced him.

"My- No, your friends along with my friend kidnapped me and brought me here so the we can make up."

"Oh, that explains it." He said, glumly.
We were ten feet apart.

"Question." I said.

"Answer." He replies.

"How come you were nice to me when I'm a Half and your mate?" I ask.

He lets out a whistle. "I was curious about you." He said it in a confident voice.

Why?" I asked.

"That's a question, but it doesn't matter."

"I nod my head. "Ask me what you want to know." I said.

"When you first came here, you barely even talked to anyone. You didn't join sports or activities."

I sighed. "It's just something in sixth grade." I answered.

"You never seem to have your hair down, too."

"Something in freshmen year."

I bit my lip. Those were the worst two years of my life. Kyran bullied me in sixth grade. In freshmen year, a senior girl bullied me because I look like an easy target to bully. I'll never forget those hellish years.

"Also, where are your parents?"

"That I-" My chest tightened more. I feel like a grenade that is ready to blow up. I gasp for air. I turn around from Jurian.

"Breeze, what's wrong?"

"Nothing!" I yelled. I clutch onto my chest. Jurian put his hand on my shoulder. "Breeze wh-"

I shrugged of his hand. "I'm... Fine!" I clench my teeth and clutched my chest - still gasping for air. I try to stand still but my legs were wobbling. I guess I lost the strength in my legs because I collapse.

"Breeze!" Jurian caught me in his arms and we both sank to the ground.

"Breeze what's wrong? Breeze!"

"My parents..." I tried to talk but it came out hoarse.

"Don't talk. I shouldn't have asked that. Don't talk," he said. He was panicking. I grabbed onto his hand and squeezed it. He finally looked at me in the eye.

"They died,"