Vampires and Werewolves. The beginning of a conflict.

Chapter 7: The Fight

Myr POV

"Hey Mom." I said.

"Yes honey. What is it?" My mom said.

"When's dad coming back from work?" I asked looking up at my mom.

"Well, you know he's busy." She said. "Don't worry, he'll be here."

"Okay." I said looking down.

Suddenly, my dad jumped out from my closet and yelled, "SURPRISE!!"

I shrieked in surprise and hid behind my mom.

They both laughed at me with my dad saying, "Your face. So priceless."

I huffed and crossed my arms.

"Well, anyone would be surprised by that." I said annoyed.

He hugged me and said, "Do you rally think I would be late for my baby's birthday?"

I gave in and hugged him back. 

"I'm so happy all you guys are here. You'll never leave me, right?" I said crying because I was so happy.

"Never." They answered. "And you'll never leave us, right?"

"Never."

I woke up with a jolt breathing heavily.

"What's wrong?" Jocelyn asked next to me.

"N-nothing. Just a bad dream." I said rubbing my eyes.

"Really? You had tears in your eyes." She asked with a concerned look.

What? I thought. 

I rubbed my eyes again and I saw tears.

"Myr! Jocelyn! Are you paying attention?" Ms. Dreer, our science teacher, yelled.

"U-umm. Yes ma'am." Jocelyn said growing paler.

"Well, you t-" She yelled about to give us detention when suddenly a loud snoring sound could be heard.

Ms. Dreer immediately forgot about us and glared at the source of the snoring.

We all looked and saw Nowead snoring loudly while sleeping.

Ms. Dreer walked slowly over to him and leaned down and said in his ear, "What are you doing?"

His head jolted upward in surprise as he looked over at Ms. Dreer in horror.

"Ms. Dreer! I didn't me-" He said but got cut off.

"Detention, Mr. Im!" She said walking away.

He looked down as he continued to take notes as Ms. Dreer continued her lecture.

"Phew." Jocelyn said. "Good thing he was sleeping at the time."

Hmmmm. I thought. That's what everyone thinks but I had seen that Nowead was the most awake out of all of us and that he had put on his head on his deck and pretended to sleep as soon as he saw that I was being yelled at.

Still though. I thought. What was that dream? It seemed more like....a memory.

Later at lunch, Jocelyn said to me, "I'm still not sure what Nowead is, but I'm starting to think he could either be another ghoul or a familiar."

"What's a familiar?" I asked.

"You don't need to know about that." She said waving her hand.

I observed Nowead and he seemed to be in a deep conversation with Erica.