Arogen

Chaper XIV

I waved him goodbye before gathering my things and rushing to the Cafeteria. With my new werewolf power unlocked, I felt a hunger for meat. When I arrived at the cafeteria, I went straight to the raw meat I had noticed when I first came. I piled it onto a platter, settling down at a table surrounded by clusters of kids, hiding myself incase I was discovered by someone I knew. I felt my fangs pop out at the sight of the mouthwatering meat before me. I grabbed a slice of meat, sinking my teeth into it. The taste of the juicy, flavorsome meat combined with the sweet taste of blood dripping from it melted in my mouth placing me in a food coma. I devoured the meat before me within seconds licking my lips in satisfaction savoring every last drop of blood. I finished quickly, not a trace of food left on the platter. I closed my eyes, leaning back into the wall behind me, comfortably. I would never get tired of this. I felt myself get lost in my head, the chatter of all the nearby students faded away as I sat in perfect tranquility, relaxed in my own mind. Interrupting my silence, my phone pinged with an incoming message. Refusing to open my eyes, I ignored it without budging a muscle. It was followed by another ping, to which I opened my eyes and checked my phone. I frowned as I opened the first text, which was from Zion.

Busy?

I ignored his text, remembering how he had left me earlier. I was not in the mood to deal with his mood swings. I opened the next text, which was from Tom. I quickly replied back, seeing no reason to avoid him as well.

Hey

Hey (:

I placed my phone down for barely a second before my phone pinged with a reply from Tom.

Where r u?

Cafeteria. I was hungry. Coming back now

I put away my phone, gathering my things before disposing of the platter. I returned to the Wing to find Star, Tom, and Joel waiting for me as usual.

"How was class?" Tom asked, turning his attention towards me.

"Tiring." I said before collapsing beside him on the couch.

"You should have seen our fight in angel class." brought up Star, simpering.

"Fight?" Joel questioned, eying us both.

"We were split into teams and fought but it got down to me and Saron. I definitely won but they called it a tie." Star explained further.

"I definitely won!" I protested, snatching a cushion off the couch and throwing it at her. She laughed, dodging it before hurling one back, which smacked me in the face. I gathered all the cushions on the couch hurling them one by one, hitting her with three successively before Joel joined in, grabbed one and slapped me in the face with it. Tom joined in, helping me chuck more at them. Before long, the floor was decorated with cushions, thanks to us. Once we settled down, we picked up all the cushions, returning them to their respective areas before taking off to our sections for the night. Before long we were washed up, in our pjs, and ready to call it a night. Exhausted after a long day, I nodded off the second my head touched the pillow.

My eyes slowly fluttered open, scanning my surroundings to find myself in bed in my tiny 70 sq. foot room. I slowly turned my head to find another batch of pills on the table beside me. I groaned, throwing the covers on top of me, embracing the darkness. I heard quick footsteps nearing and braced myself for the worst. I had become more observant and could differentiate the pace of footsteps to know who was coming. This time it was Bea. Maybe if I pretended to still be asleep she'd leave me alone sooner. My stomach growled at the realization that it was dinner. I scolded myself for foolishly getting excited. I chanted the same phrase in my mind over and over again in an attempt to convince myself it was true. This isn't real. This isn't real. This isn't real. As much as I wished it was a dream, I was quickly proven wrong as I felt the covers being aggressively peeled off of me by Bea.