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SILENS ABOVE

~~~~~SILENS'S POV~~~~~

I walked into the school and it started.

The kicks, the names, the teases, and the punches. I'm always the one to be bullied at school. They do it because I'm a freak.

"Hey manikin!"

"Hey you freak!"

"Looser!"

"Retard!"

The usual comments. I'm the freak.

I have almost grey eyes that turn black the few times that I cry and I have silver hair that reaches below my waist. I'm the freak. I'm the manikin because I show no emotion. If I did, people could use it against me. I haven't shown any emotion or spoken since the incident.

My first class is Athletics. It's basically a more intense version of gym where everybody throws anything they can get their hands on, at me.

"All right class. Today, we play dodge ball. Split into 4 equal groups and come up with team names and colors. Go!"

Coach Andrew is our teacher for this class. He likes me, well a lot and is always telling me to try and defend myself better.

He has shaggy blonde hair, brown eyes, and tan skin. Most girls try to flirt with him because he is only like 25 and most of us are around 17. I really hate how he ignores all the other girls but talks to me. It just makes the bullying worse. Nobody knows about our outside lives.

Everybody splits into groups and I sit against the top bleacher. I don't play dodge ball. I don't play anything. If I did, I would hurt someone.

I'm a werewolf in a school of humans. If I play sports or do anything athletic, I'll either hurt someone or end up with more bullying. I sit out for everything so that nobody gets suspicious.

Coach Andrew is a werewolf too. He is the only person who knows what I am. He knows I'm a werewolf because he is the one who found me and took care of me.

I live with him. That may sound weird, but he is the one who found my wolf injured and nursed her back to health. He's like my big brother so he cares for me. If anybody found out about this, I can't imagine the wounds I would come home with.

I felt something hit my head from my spot on the bleachers.

I lifted my hand to my face and felt a wet sticky substance. I pulled my hand away and it was covered in hot red blood.

I heard gasps and scoffs. I didn't know why though. I bleed all the time.

I lifted my hand to my face once more and traced it to where I was bleeding from. Even I was shocked but didn't show it.

I was bleeding from my right eye.