There's a Werewolf in my Bed!!!

"Queer"

That bell was something I didn't miss, the crowds were something I would never miss, the screaming of the scattered conversations was something I could gladly live without. 

I stood at my locker, just looking at my stacked textbooks and binders, taped on top of every single one of them was a sticky note that read, "Queer". It was surprising that I was used to this shit, every week it was a new sticky note saying something else along the lines of me being a homosexual. I could care less right now, I just ripped them off and shoved them into my black backpack along with the other notes. I grabbed my Health textbook and binder, my first period was with Mrs. Diaz, she understood me because she was a lesbian. So she was always my favorite since we could talk about my tendencies and she could get... me. 

I closed my locker to be greeted by a man with dark hair, I growled. August. He was the leader of the pack, the ring leader in a circus, the most popular guy in school. Oh how I hated that look that he gave me.. His dark hair, oh how I just wanted to rip it right off of his scalp... But, I wasn't looking for a fight. I just looked him in the eye.

"Hey." I said, my blue eyes just showing nothing but a monotonous glow, "Ditching class again?"

"How'd you like my letters?" He asked, his index finger rising up to my nose and flicking it, "Represents you perfectly, huh?" 

"August I enjoy being who I am, so if you would be kind enough to just leave me alone?!?" I snapped, I had never gotten overly angry with August, but today was one of the days where I was having nobody's bullshit.

...

That was when it happened.

I felt a hand grab the side of my head and hurl me into the lockers, then, that was it. I blacked out. I don't know what happened after that, I couldn't make out anything.. 

What the hell had I just done...

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I awoke to the sound of a beeping heat monitor, my eyes slowly opened to a bright white room... Where was I...

"He's waking up.. Codin, baby!" I heard a voice say, but it hurt too much to even open my eyes, so I mustered up some strength and turned my head.

"Hey Mom..." I mumbled, but she didn't reply to me after that. She just raised me up and held me in her arms, holding me like I was on my deathbed and this was the last time she would ever see me. I tried to raise my arm, just to reassure her, but I had IVs plugged into my arm so there wasn't much I could do movement wise. 

I leaned back into my pillow and inhaled rather sharply, then exhaled slowly. 

"Mom... Where am I... How did I get here..." I asked, but it was hard to understand my mom, she was choking through her tears, "Mom.. Calm down..."

I hated being restrained, my own mother was crying in front of me like I was dead and I couldn't move to comfort her.. 

Then, another voice chimed in. 

"You sustained a serious skull injury, Codin. You had gotten thrown into the lockers at your school and it cracked your skull pretty badly, if you weren't a vampire- you could've died."

I'm guessing that was the doctor, I winced the smallest bit and opened one of my eyes, but then I closed it- it was so damn bright...

"What about.. August.. What happened to him?" I asked, I don't know why I kept talking, it hurt so bad.. Everything hurt.. 

"School took him into custody, it's not in my hands." The doctor told me, then I felt his gentle hands meet with the skin of my arm. He pulled my IVs out and I winced, whimpering a bit. I fucking hated shots. 

"Baby, they're gonna keep you overnight to make sure you're okay, alright? Please... Don't fight them at all.." My mother told me, then I felt her baby soft hand grasp onto mine.

I mustered up a nod, "I-I won't fight them... Don't think about this too much okay, mom? Please? I'll be fine..."

"I know you will, you're mommy's little trooper.." I felt her lips meet with my forehead and then her hand left mine, the last thing I heard was a gentle click of the hospital room door closing behind me.

"Hey... Doc?" I asked the quietest bit, I was feeling alone now, I wanted to make sure someone was in there with me.

"Hm." I heard him hum, then I just shook my head. It still hurt to move, I wanted to turn on my side, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. 

So I now laid there stiff as a board, then right as I was going to say something else to the doctor...

I passed out.

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Is the plot moving slow? I feel like it might be.. Sorry! This is probably going to be a rather long book.