Amanda slept like the dead but once she was up there was no stopping the endless noise, it was either the wardrobe doOR was flying open recklessly or she was stomping her feet in angst, another option could be that she was sitting loudly on the bed, I mean with all her body bouncing on it. it irked me but there was only so much I could do to change that. I tossed and turned, forcing myself to block out the noise and sleep despite her wrecking havoc but it was fruitless, I knew that if I woke up this early after sleeping so late I would nurse a headache for most of the day, but there was no way to calm Amanda, so I finally gave in and opened my eyes. The room was a mess, I mean every corner of it was crawling with clothes, and somewhere at the other corner was Amanda digging up some more clothes frantically and making the entire place much more of a mad house. “What's going on?” I asked groggily, My hands were busy removing dirt from my eyes and I was trying to hide the irritation in
I was not as happy to resume school as I was the first time I left, somehow being at home had grown on me. It had given me more room to think and maybe that is why I wanted to spend more time at home. To marinate in my thoughts. Rein came back so Amanda spent a lot of time with him, Gwen and Gisselle went back to their houses, father worked everytime so on most days I was left to the solutude of my thoughts. I was left to marinate the conclusions I had found, and revist every memory of the events that occured. I still didn't know whose side Fred was on, but a good guess would be Mac. But then there was the reaction of father that day at the event, what did it mean? And also the reaction of my entire family the moment I mentioned Luke, It said that he was far from being innocent, at least not to them. I should have felt more rage after knowing that there was possibility that he planned the raid on us all those years ago, but instead what I felt was the desire to know him better, a d
The one thing I have come to find out about here is that there was no waiting or pausing at all. Classes began in full swing by the new week, and I was emerged once more in the bustle of school work and the stress of going to class and doing assignments, it was exhausting to keep up with. Lola and I pacified ourselves by having movie nights every Friday, at least the times we were both available, but recently she had been becoming more and more scarce, I suspected there was someone she started seeing, that girl is a bag of horniness, so it didn't surprise me at all, instead what fazed me was the fact that she didn't tell me about it. It was weird because she could never stop talking. Instead, she snuck around my back, sneaking out of the dorm when she thought I was asleep. My wolf and I laughed at her innocence and her oblivious state. I was aware of every breath she took in the room because of my heightened werewolf senses, so as far as I was concerned, she was just deceiving hersel
After they gushed out a truckload of apologies and promised an extra week of sandwiches and milkshakes, they finally left and I was left to seethe and douse my anger all on my own. I had to give it to them for how unexpected things went and how they completely took me by surprise. They wouldn't even tell me who they paired me up with. Only that it was with an Alumni of the school and we were to spend the entire day together with them, taking them on school tours and finally ending the day by coming along with them for the dinner, and of course, it was someone of the opposite sex. I really wasn't looking forward to that, and I was bent on expressing all my displeasure and letting them stew in guilt while I figured a way to cope with the unconventional manner of it all. Every night since their confession, Charles brought a sandwich and milkshake along whenever he came to take Lola and I have to admit I was getting the better end of the deal, I almost felt like a leech. It still felt
The alarm clock went off for the fifth time in the past two minutes, and it took a whole lot of self-constraint not to knock it down and kill the annoying noise from plaguing my ears. I groaned and rolled from side to side, wishing for an extra two hours of sleep. The Alumni Day crept upon us all, and we met it readily. I was happy to be ready when it came and a bit grumpy that I had no idea of who I was paired up with, yet my entire portfolio had been sent to him, or that is what I was told at least. We were supposed to be at the hall very early to get paired up with the Alumni’s and I set the alarm because I had gotten so adjusted to the suspension of classes temporarily that waking up early had no effect on me. I had become a late waker officially. I could hear the impatient shuffling of feet and preparation by Lola, she had woken up even earlier than I did, and I managed to sleep back after her quick shower. “ Wake up, Fi, you have just like thirty minutes to get ready” I heard
I felt the entire room grow cold. It felt as if they knew the implication of what I said and suddenly a feeling of nervousness washed through me. my heart hammered, my hands started to feel sweaty but I didn't break my gaze from Mac’s deepened scowl, I watched as his nose flared and I felt a huge triumph flutter in my chest. He stared at me with so much zeal and fierceness but there was nothing but a blank canvas etched on his face, I wanted to draw something on that face, I wanted to see his anger or disgust or anything but it was a blank and empty canvas that he left me to paint my thoughts on. Shakily,I fought another small smile on my lips. I passed the microphone to the person who stood beside me as he called out who he was paired with. Immediately as he began to speak, I looked down as I tried to calm my racing heart. I felt proud. How does it feel to be rejected for once Mac? The question floated in my mind and with my head bowed I finally let out the small smile that had be
I don't know how long we stood there staring deeply into each others eyes like the whole world had faded into nothing but a blur, it was crazy how we got entirely lost in each others eyes. For someone looking from the outside it must have looked like something obscene, to be so caught up in a bubble that was somewhere in our orbs. I heard someone clear their throat loudly, I didn't have to look back to know who it was but it was enough to break us out from our trance. I stepped back immediately, blinking furiously because I felt a bit hypnotised from all the staring, what was it that drew me to this man? What did I see In his eyes that made me want to keep looking? I really don't know. I should have been on my feet, I should have been running from all the horrific stories I have heard, but somehow I was pulled in to him without any struggle on my end. It was wrong on every side, I knew, especially for someone who wasn't my mate. I suddenly didn't know what to do with my self, I shuf
We stared at each other in silence after he answered, we seemed to be doing a whole lot of that and it felt crazy that I didn't shy away from his gaze most of the time like I normally would. From the way his eyes burned I could tell he was waiting for me to ask, hinting me, chiding me, telling me to open up and speak, to say what is on my mind. But what did I know? He could be more dubious than Mac, a wolf in sheep's clothing, he could be everything I think he's not and everything I think he is, but I was too scared to find out, to take a leap and trust whatever he said. So I didn't ask, I looked away, and immediately I felt him step away from me. My heart sank. I cleared my throat "Now, we'll go to the Library, its somewhere along this path" I started walking nervously without waiting for him, but I heard his footsteps even though they were as light as air and I knew he was following me. I was nervous, I had questions, I needed to gather something on him today but so far I had do