Discover

Chapter 2

 So this is chapter 2 of Discovering Wolves. It's still pretty much the same, with a few minor changes and adds.

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Chapter 2

“Sorry I’m late!” I said barely above a whisper, looking down at the floor, now horribly embarrassed. The class probably thought I was crazy. Let’s not even get started on what the teacher must be thinking.

“What caused you to be late Ms. Benson?” The teacher asked me quietly so nobody else would be able to hear, even though the whole classes’ ears had eagerly perked up trying to catch some of our conversation. I handed her the note from the office and she quickly read it.

“Is everything okay at home?” She questioned a little more powerfully this time. I just nodded, not able to force words out of my mouth. How she had known about that was beyond me.

“Alright then, just remember in this class you can tell us what is bothering you. Whatever it is I promise the class will understand!” She told me still looking at me like she was terribly worried. Like she knew I would never share what was wrong in this class. “Now go take a seat next to Mathew in the back and we’ll get started.” She finished giving me a little push towards the desk I was supposed to be taking my seat in.

I walked to the back letting my legs carry me and dropped into the seat, joining the rest of the group in their silence. Nobody was discussing their summer, or trying to hit on one of the guys in the class, which there were plenty of. We just sat there elapsed in silence, occasionally shuffling through our papers to occupy ourselves. It seemed as if I wasn’t the only one freaked out about being in this class because none of us even dared to look at each other; we just stared helplessly at the teacher, who didn’t seem to realize we were all acting strange for a group of 16 year olds. She just started class like she would start any other class.

“Now that we are able to start…” She said glancing at me,

“Welcome to homeroom! I’m Ms. Wolfe and I will be your teacher!” She paused looking at us for any sign of reaction, but nobody snickered like a normal person would have. What was happening to us? The last name Wolfe should have made us burst out in laughter. Instead we rewarded it with complete silence.

“So as you must have noticed your homerooms were switched up. This is because the school board has decided that every student needs to be placed into a confidential group of students, who they can share ALL their problems with.” Again she ran her eyes around the room glancing at each of our faces separately.

“You will have to choose to discuss these personally with me, or openly with the class at first but by the end of September this choice will end. From then on everybody will tell the whole class their problems.” Mrs. Wolfe paused to see if anybody was going to object, but nobody did. We didn’t have the guts to, though it was clear that it wasn’t like anyone would be pouring their heart out or sharing their problems in front of a bunch of people they don’t know. Not unless we went completely whack, which hopefully would never happen.

“It will be crucial to this exercise that you do share your problems because if you don’t then it won’t end up pretty. I’m not stupid! I am able to tell when something is bugging someone.” She said and everyone stared at her in shock. Not only was it surprising that she had used the word stupid, we also couldn’t believe what she had said. Or I couldn’t at least. How gullible did she think we were? We might have been too freaked out to say anything, but it didn’t seem like we were out of our minds.