EMBERLYN WOLFSONG "Stop right there, Emberlyn." I do not answer when he calls. This is not the right moment. To demonstrate to them that I will not give up no matter what, I have only done one thing, and that is all I will be doing for the time being. The only thing I can think of right now is to just be myself, live my life how I want, and determine what my purpose in life is. He says, "Emberlyn, I command you to stop," but I do not follow his orders. I keep walking then, like a sudden, abrupt motion. Sage materializes in front of me out of nowhere, and she pushes me against my chest, making me stumble backward. "The lecturer will call your attention, and you should pay attention. What on earth is the issue you are having? What is wrong with you that you feel so bossy and conceited, as though you are the world's most powerful person? Are you unable to have self-respect and remember your place?"She follows me even when I try to ignore her and move on. With a commanding slam of he
EP 12: GLOSSARY OF A MYSTERY IIEMBERLYN WOLFSONG To the best of my knowledge, Xander Shadowhunter is one of the many enigmas surrounding Darkhaven High School that will never be fully understood. He fits the description of someone who prefers to be by himself and finds it difficult to relate to others. Thus far, all I have learned about him is that he shares some similarities with me. He and I are similar in that we are both among the students who are struggling to discover their inner selves and develop the particular skills they are meant to have.I can not say that I am like him, even though I am aware that I might not be able to do so right now. However, I might be able to in the future. One of the things that fascinates me about Xander Shadowhunter is that he has been at my level for over four years, and every year when the time comes, he keeps failing and he does not seem to care about it. Instead, he just willingly stays in his position and goes about his life, not minding th
EMBERLYN WOLFSONGI slowly stand up from my spot, still staring down at my book, feeling the entire class's attention on me. I take a few deep breaths. The instructor, Mr. Thane Blackwood, folds his hand in front of the class and looks at me with omnipotent rage, which I know is capable of sending me to the detention room—a place I have always feared entering—without permission. I struggle to look up as I glance at the paper in front of me and grind hard against my teeth. I inhaled deeply. As Mr. Thane fixes his attention on Xander, "I am waiting for one or both of you to break the silence and tell me why my class has become so dull to you. " He says, "I would like to know," and I can tell by the tone of his voice that he is roiling with rage. I am not going to get away from this. Beside me, Xander giggles a little. " I sincerely apologize, sir. Please pardon our ignorance, and it will not occur once more. " He says, "I wanted to ask her for one of her materials. It was all my faul
EMBERLYN WOLFSONGI scowl at him and let out a long, heavy breath before putting my hand down on the table and looking forward once more. "What do you wish to obtain? Why are you still staring at me that way?" I inquire, and he chuckles, shrugging his shoulders. "What makes you concerned? Is it not my right to look at anything I want to look at?" He replies coolly and without regret, and I just stare at him. He does not mean this, does he? I wonder to myself, frowning as I look at him. I do not know why, but for some reason, everything about him seems to irritate me right now. I can not help it. I just want to hit him so bad because of it. I simply pause my thoughts, shrug, and turn my head away from him. I am not prepared to face the third set of problems at the hands of Mr. Thane. He needs to understand that I do not want to be around him at all. How come he is bothering me so much? When he eventually reaches out and removes my pen from my grasp, I am left staring blankly at my
EMBERLYN WOLFSONGI can not seem to open my mouth to speak, so I just keep tapping against my table and pointing my fingers at my book. This is very embarrassing. It is among the most awkward situations I have ever encountered. I am unable to respond to that query. I can now just think of a response and give it to him. I am at a loss for words. Right now, I am annoyed with everything. Everything is palpable to me. I feel their eyes on me. Everyone is looking at me expectantly, but I know that most of them are not waiting for a response from me, and they are content to see what happens as a result. I close my eyes and inhale deeply. I slightly part my lips to speak, but nothing comes out. How can I express myself? I hear whispers and soft murmurs coming from the classroom. A few people are laughing quietly and giggling where they are. I am already becoming a joke in the class. Mr. Thane's plan has worked as intended. I am formally training to be a clown so I can amuse everyone. I kno
XANDER SHADOWHUNTERShe is fascinating. She surpasses my expectations in beauty. As I sit there staring at her while the lecture is on, I am not even sure what to think to myself. She is not the person I expected her to be. I am aware that I have a responsibility to fulfill and that it is my duty. But as I stare at her, I stop thinking and clench my fists tightly. I am not even sure. I am perplexed. I sense being snatched away. I am utterly enthralled. Furthermore, unlike all those dumb, pointless girls that I have nothing to do with, she is not falling in love with me. I keep staring at her without realizing that I am grinning from where I am. I can tell she is not paying attention in class because of the way she is currently looking ahead of her. She has other ideas in her head. She seems bothered by it, based on the expression on her face. Based on my actions, it appears that I have communicated to her that I am a rude person. That is the kind of picture I painted myself to her.
EP 13: VERY SURPRISING EMBERLYN WOLFSONGI quietly sigh to myself and quickly swivel my backpack around my shoulder to head out of the classroom, shoving aside everything and everyone that stands in my way. Everyone I encounter is giving me looks that warn me that I am going to get into serious trouble if I happen to cross paths with them. Just as I am about to leave through a narrow path surrounded by tables, another girl who is also about to leave meets up with me. We stop simultaneously and exchange shocked looks. We stopped and exchanged a look that told me we would have to choose who would go first because we had wanted to leave at the same time but it was not possible. She gives me a glaring look as she looks at me. "Would you please move aside? "She says somewhat impolite, and I give her a shocked eyebrow gaze. "Pardon me?" She scoffs when I ask. "You heard me."She says, then pushes me away with her left shoulder. I stagger backward, nearly falling, but then I feel warm,
EMBERLYN WOLFSONG"Are you really alright? " He looks at me, surprised by my answer, as I ask." You asked that, but why?" I remain in this position, arms folded, and I laugh calmly. "To be honest, I am sorry that I did, but that is just not who you are. You ask me about it now that I have gotten used to your nonchalance at school. it is fascinating. I am not sure. This was not what I was expecting." He laughs when I say that. "What does it mean that I am powerless to make decisions on my own?" Just as he asks, I bite my lip.I lift my hands in submission and smile while closing my eyes. "Now, please settle down. I am not saying that, please. That is not my point at all. All I am saying is that this is not what I expected. This is merely recent. What caused you to reconsider?" I ask, and he gives me a long look while biting his lip in a way that makes me feel so hot that I almost lose control of myself. Jeez!! Why the hell did he have to bite his lips that way, I wonder to myself