Abducted

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(picture of Carter as of now)

Sophia

"Here's your schedule, darling. Have a nice day." The lady behind the counter said soon returning to her phone call. I nodded and said thank you.

Bolting out of the main office, I breathe a sigh of relief once I'm out.

When I walked in the lady--Marissa--was having a very intense conversation. And I'm not talking about yelling, I could here the other end of the line, with me being a werewolf and all. Who I'm guessing was her mate, having a very heated conversation as she got my schedule.

I took a look at my the piece of paper, hm, US History. I grinned, US History was my favorite class.

I took a look at the map, if I take a right I should be right at the door.

I sped walk to the corner, taking a right. Almost smacking into the door of the History room.

'Mr. Puff ' The door read. I laughed quietly to myself as I was reminded of Miss. Puff off Spongebob.

I opened the door, walking in and shutting it behind me.

I could feel the stares on me as I turned around. I wasn't fazed, being a future warrior had its perks.

"And you are late why?" I looked over to the pudgy looking older man. He stood at the front of the class, his name half written on the board reading 'Mr. Pu'.

"I barely registered for school yesterday so I didn't get my schedule in the mail like everyone else. Had to make a pit stop at the office." I nonchalantly said. Dad taught me to never feel uncomfortable or under pressure. It leads to decisions that are made on impulse that can put me and others in danger. A warrior can never let that happen.

"Very well, take a seat next to Robin--Robin! Raise your hand." Mr. Puff ordered. A hand shot up from the corner of the room.

I followed the hand down to see a ginger headed girl, she smiled awkwardly and waved for me to come join her.

I walked with my chin up, posture set to perfection.

I gently say my bag on the floor, taking the seat next to her.

I turned to her, "Hello Robin, my names Sophia. Nice to meet your acquaintance." I held my hand out, waiting for her to shake it.

She stared at it as if it was infested with parasites.

I cleared my throat hoping to catch her attention. "Are you going to shake my hand?"

She took a deep breathe and placed her hand in mine, shaking my band quickly yet firmly.

She pulled back her hand fast, pulling out a germ-x bottle from her pocket.

Who carries germ-x around?

She squirted a ton on her hand.

Ah, I get it now.

"You could've told me you had OCD." I told her, taking in her appearance.

She wore a columbia blue dress that went to her shins. It was loose, it fit her perfectly. As perfect as a dress could fit at least.

He shoes were white, and as I focused my eyes better I could not find one scratch on her shiny flats.

And her hair, it was the prettiest shade of ginger hair, not to dark, but not too light. As if her hair was curled by the best hair stylist in all of Hawaii.

Not one strand was sticking out, I felt jealous.

"Anyone want to tell me when the Louisiana Purchase was bought? Hm?" I snapped my head in Mr. puff's direction.