I sat in class, fidgeting with my fingers. Waiting. I stared at the clock in front of me above the board. Waiting. The seconds were moving so slow. It was taking its time. But I was patient and waited.
"Uh. Can summer please arrive." I heard, coming from the back of the classroom. I turned to the back. Of course it was him. Dylan Guard. What a ashhead. I refuse to curse words. But darn it I really hated him. But a feeling would sometimes draw me to him. Such an odd feeling.
"Shhh. 5 more minutes." Our teacher said. Gosh 5 more minutes. That will last a lifetime. I turned around to see Dylan again. He was slouching in his seat. He reminds me of a sloth. "Kinda cute." I thought to myself.
He caught me. I quickly turned back, facing the clock once again. I felt heated. I wiped the bits of sweat from my head. 5 minutes. More like 5 hours.
"Ouch" I yelled when a soft, round object hit my back. That douche. He threw a paper ball at me! Vampires, not a wonder they're dead. If that 5 minutes could just go slightly faste-. The bell rang. It was officially summer vacation.
The whole class jumped from their seats. I slowly got up and walked out. Relieved. This summer I was gonna focus on my fitness, read a bunch of books and hopefully I find my wolf mate!
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Torn Between Two Worlds
Paranormal(The Bad Boy's Forbidden Love Story) Heather Langstorm. Not much words to describe her, except she's a calm teenager. But when provoked, you won't live another day. That's because she's a teenage werewolf. Werewolves and vampires are enemies and mu...
