"Sammy, what the hell are you doing in there?" - the irritated voice of her friend brought the girl out of her thoughts, and she, hastily slamming the locker door, hurried down the corridor.Leah met her with a look that was just right for throwing lightning bolts.- If we are late for the lesson, I will remember this for a long time! she threatened Samantha. - If Kamikaze detects me again, I will not see a good score. And if I do not become a doctor, no one will cure you of your absent-mindedness ...- Enough "if"! Samantha grabbed Leah's arm and pulled her towards the classroom. She didn't really resist.They were in a hurry to the biology class. The teacher, Mr. Yamamoto, was of Japanese descent, so he was called "Kamikazde" behind his back. He got the nickname for a reason - Yamamoto was distinguished by rare dedication, and often took on the children's tricks, for which he received from the director. But the elderly Japanese was very kind, which his students often used. However,
She herself didn't like him very much at the moment, because Sammy wanted to hide in a corner and be sad, and Doyle stared at her insolently and frankly, sitting opposite. Everything in him - posture, manner of bearing, look - spoke of extreme self-confidence. He was clearly trying to embarrass her with his gaze, but Samantha was not at all interested. She put on her headphones and leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes. She smiled a little as she imagined Doyle gritting his teeth in annoyance that another victim would not yield. In her opinion, Travis was not worth Jasper's fingernail.They say that if the mood is not very good, you should not feed your sadness with appropriate music, sad films and the like. It's better to focus on something positive. Sammy, of course, agreed with this, but in practice she never succeeded in this. The mood was already spoiled, and she went deep into her own experiences. To some, they might seem stupid, but what could be more serious than first lo
I should have done my homework before heading into the woods, but Sammy listened to the CD she took from Jasper. Realizing that if she heard these songs in a store or any other place, she would not even pay attention, Samantha played the disc at least three times. Because Jas loves this music...At a quarter to eleven, Sammy finally started to get ready. She decided to leave the phone at home so as not to risk losing it, and Leah promised to take the flashlight.Convinced that her parents were in her bedroom, she silently slipped to the door. Her conscience pricked her belatedly - her mother would be so worried if she found out where her daughter was going ... But everything will go well, what can happen to them? Unless, Leah will drink too much for joy, having completed the “task”. Sammy had no doubt that her friend would be able to get alcohol, despite her minority - Leah always goes ahead.A friend was waiting for her in a car two blocks from her house, as they agreed.Glad you man
Tripping on a root sticking out of damp foliage, Samantha fell, hitting the ground hard. The tension reached its climax, and everything went dark before her eyes…Sammy woke up abruptly. She exhaled and, moving a little, groaned - her body ached, and her hands were just numb. She was surrounded by an almost inky gloom, as if the moon had disappeared behind the clouds. There was silence all around, broken only by the rustling of the leaves that had not yet fallen under the cold, bone-chilling wind.Samantha shifted gingerly, trying to move her arms and legs, and then, shivering, managed to rise to her feet. She groped for a tree trunk and pressed her back against it. Gradually, her eyes got used to the darkness, she managed to distinguish the outlines of trees and bushes.How long was she unconscious? Probably decent, because Sammy was very cold. Then why is it so quiet, no one is looking for her? Did Leah not run?Samantha began to panic. The wolf she and Leah saw wasn't after her, si
Putting on the warm terry bathrobe she had always loved, the girl climbed into bed and immediately fell asleep, this time without delusional dreams and frightening images.***Waking up was like coming out of a coma. Sammy could not understand what had happened to her - maybe she just dreamed everything? She scrambled out of bed and made her way to the bathroom.But the dirty clothes in the basket made it clear that everything had happened for real. Suppressing a convulsive spasm in her throat, Samantha brushed her teeth and somehow put herself in order, after which, grabbing her backpack, she headed downstairs.- Sammy! Are you okay? The mother looked at her worriedly. - You don't have a face!"I think I've caught a little cold," Samantha replied hoarsely, looking down.- Can you stay at home? Teresa suggested, but Sammy shook her head.- No, today is a test... And you... can you give me a lift to school?- Certainly! the mother exclaimed. - Eat first.- Don't want. Sammy gulped down
Samantha didn't remember how she got to the office and sat down. She found herself already at the lesson, and somehow, apparently mechanically, she laid out her notebooks and textbook, and even wrote down something. But emotions overwhelmed her with her head, she wanted to burst into tears and run away wherever her eyes looked.Turning her head, Sammy found that she was sitting at her desk alone - Leah had not come to class. From this circumstance, she was completely dizzy, and she lowered her head, trying to breathe deeply. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Doyle was watching her, which scared the hell out of her.The lesson went on as usual - Mr. Becker was explaining a new topic, the students were talking in an undertone to each other, rustling notebook sheets, fidgeting in their places. But Sammy felt as if she had fallen out of this reality, and everything that surrounded her was a props. The real, creepy, is hidden behind all this tinsel.The phone vibrated and she winc
"Okay, to hell with him!" - decided the girl and went in the indicated direction. If Travis killed her, there would be evidence, a message, he should understand that. Giggling nervously at her own thoughts, Sammy tried to blend in with the other students - all she needed was for someone to notice her getting into that idiot's car.She saw the jeep right away, and her anxiety only increased - the rear windows were tinted almost tightly. That's why the back seat... No one will see her there.Once at the car door, Sammy paused. Looking to the side, she caught the eye of her classmate, Iris. She, apparently, was interested in why Samantha got into the car with Travis. Sammy suddenly changed her mind about hiding - let them know. For her safety.Taking a deep breath, she pressed the handle and opened the door. In the cabin, an indicator chirped melodiously, but she heard nothing more. Looking closer, Sammy saw Travis in the semi-darkness from the tinted windows, he was also sitting in the
Travis' words hung in the air. He finally turned to the girl sitting next to him and looked at her.“I am very afraid of losing myself,” he said. “I know that everything I said sounds like a complete psycho, but it really happened ... And I'm also afraid to do something at a time when ... When I'm not a person. And last night I got to know you. My consciousness returned to me. I don't know why, but you helped me come to my senses. And I want you to help me in the future. I have to learn to control what happens.- But how can I help you? Samantha spoke up. Her voice trembled against her will.- Just be there when things happen.Sammy stared fearfully at the boy next to her. Is he joking?"You're going to kill me," she choked out."I didn't kill you last night," Travis said quietly. There was something in his blue eyes that made Samantha's heart clench. I didn't mean to attack. For some reason I was drawn to you ... I can’t explain. You ran, I ran after. Then you fell, and I sat next to
- Which?"I owe you something," Travis smiled slyly. - Let's go to.Her heart beat faster as Sammy took his hand and followed him. He didn't have to go far, only to his car parked nearby.- Wait a minute, I'm here. Travis ran into the house while Sammy waited.Left alone for a while, she fell ill and took a breath - there were a lot of impressions today. In the morning, he, Travis, and Leah visited Steve in the hospital, and now Doyle was no longer tormented by the upcoming treatment of a friend. They knew that this would not happen, and the joy of the meeting was not overshadowed by worries and fears. Steve was on the mend with confidence, though not at a wolf pace, and looked noticeably better. They chatted happily, making plans for the future, and Sammy smiled involuntarily as she watched Steve and Leah. They seemed to be truly in love with each other, and she was pleased with every word they exchanged.Everything had changed so much in the past few days that Sammy had no time to t
On a Saturday afternoon, Sammy and Travis were driving to his parents' house, and Samantha did her best to calm the excitement that was playing out in earnest. Travis cheered her up in every possible way, but she still had goosebumps.“What if he doesn’t like me, and he will be against our relationship ...” she muttered, clenching her trembling fingers in her lap, and Travis smiled:"Even if the whole world is against it, it won't hurt us," he said. - Listen, I already regret that I complained to you so much about your father - you consider him almost a fiend. My dad, of course, is not a gift, but far from a fool, and will be able to recognize a good smart girl. Actually, I'm sure he's got all the information he can on you, so don't worry.Sammy glared at him and Doyle laughed.- Well, what did you think? He's worried about me, as it turned out, so he wouldn't be surprised.- Come on, both of you ... - Sammy muttered, which amused Travis more than ever.But he, despite the bravado, wa
Remembering this, Sammy blushed involuntarily, and Travis mistook her embarrassment for alarm.- Everything will be fine, Frog! It will only clarify my position, nothing more. Do you believe me?"Yes," Sammy whispered, and the excitement dissipated like mist before it arrived.Matthew was a burly, black-haired man in his forties, about the same age as Becker. He stared at Sammy and Travis as they drew closer, then smiled, and Samantha's heart eased, meaning he didn't see the new werewolf as a threat. When Becker, who seemed slightly flustered, introduced them to each other, they sat down at a table away from the noisy room.First, Matthew told Travis the same legend, and he listened very carefully, although he knew its content. At the moment when they talked about the love of the young man for his brother and how it helped him become a man again, Travis turned to Sammy:"You didn't tell me that," he said slowly. “So that’s where my salvation was?” That's why you had such an influence
When Sammy and Travis arrived at school a week later, they were in a wonderful mood. The week flew by like a flash, and they spent almost all the time together. They decided to postpone dinner at the Doyle house - Travis's father, who really withdrew his candidacy for mayor of the city, came to grips with the affairs of his company, and so far was very busy. But nothing prevented Travis from being with Samantha, and they spent a couple of evenings at her house, in the company of their parents.Ben, if at first he was on his guard, soon relaxed, and he and Travis quickly found a common language, talking about different things. Sammy and her parents were surprised to learn that the Doyle family donated a large amount to the fire relief fund and also provided food aid - Carter Doyle, among other things, owned a large supermarket chain. So the opinion about Doyle Sr., if not changed, then somewhat softened, which Sammy was very glad about - I would not want their parents to be at enmity.
Sammy had been sleeping for almost a whole day and when she woke up she felt like a mindless zombie. However, it was for the best, and the terrible moments that she experienced went further and further into the depths of her consciousness. She thought only of Travis and was madly waiting for a new meeting, not at all doubting that he would come.She washed up and ate again with her parents, then called Leah and Jasper. Both were fine, just worried about her, but she assured her friends that she was fine. Sammy knew she would have to explain something to them about what had happened later, but not now. It was a huge stroke of luck that the friends didn't have to watch Travis' or Defalco's conversions, and the terrible secret remained unsolved.She didn't want to think about Defalco, but Sammy kept thinking about Travis' words. It was hard to believe that Ray would forever remain a wolf and never come back, but she believed Travis - he would never let him go if there was a chance that h
What happened next was like a blur. Medics ran up to them to help, firefighters put out the fire - as it turned out, they almost always went with the police to such calls. A helicopter was circling in the sky, and it seemed to Sammy that she was in some kind of action movie, everything that was happening around was so wild.None of them were seriously injured, and the doctors took care of the wounded Yamamoto, only treated the abrasion on Travis's head. Sammy watched as he was loaded on a stretcher into an ambulance.- What will happen now? she asked quietly. “What if he tells the police everything?”- And who will believe him? Travis put his arm around her as he sat next to her. They both wrapped themselves in one blanket, and the heat in Travis's body slowly subsided. “He’s crazy, I knew that right away. And now he has no proof.- Something left. Sammy looked up at him. Becker saved his notebook before setting off the explosion.- What? Travis suddenly laughed. "So he did it?" Look,
The pain in the body gradually passed, but the soul was torn to pieces. Sammy thrashed about inside the basement as if she were a wolf locked in a cage. She pounded on the door until her hands went numb, then she slid to the floor, barely breathing.It seemed like an eternity to her when, finally, the lock clicked again. Sammy backed away from the door, standing on trembling legs, ready to fight whoever it was.But on the threshold she saw not tormentors at all. In disbelief, Sammy staggered and literally fell into Leah's arms.“Sam, God…” she breathed, and Sammy, barely able to speak, muttered:- Leah... Travis is there... I have to save him!"Hush, hush," Leah whispered, holding her. - We found him, everything is in order! He didn't get hurt! Let's go to…With difficulty rearranging her legs from surging weakness, Sammy went, supported by her friend, up the stairs. Once at the top, Leah called out:- I found it, Jas!- Jas? Sammy asked, barely breathing. - He is here?..- Well, what
I resisted as best I could, but the strength seemed to have disappeared, and all I was able to do was yell and curse at the bastard who squeezed my hands in a steel vise.Defalco just laughed, listening to my impotent threats:- Don't squeal, Doyle, it won't help you... It's your own fault that you'll die and framed your girl... That's what happens when you get in my way. It would be better for you if you understood this earlier.- Stinky coward! I shouted, helplessly trying to resist him. - In the forest you draped from us that your heels sparkled! What, are you afraid that without an injection of this psycho I will wind your guts around your neck ??Defalco twisted my arm so that sparks came out of my eyes from the pain, and then slammed my head against the wall. My mind went haywire, and I would have collapsed to the floor if he hadn't continued to drag me down the corridor.The design on the stupid wallpaper swirled before my eyes, dancing in strange zigzags. It looks like flowers
Sammy didn't know how much time they spent in their arms, kissing, hugging and caressing each other. A minute or an hour - time has disappeared, leaving them only love. When, finally, they managed to open their arms, at least a little, an understanding began to come of what was happening to them now.- Travis... What will happen to us? Sammy said, looking into his eyes, which immediately turned into pain."I don't know, my good…" Travis sighed. But remember that I won't let you get hurt. I will do anything for this.Sammy looked around - the basement was completely empty, only a plastic bucket in the corner and a bottle of water. It wasn't until she saw her that she realized how thirsty she was.- Can I have some water? she asked, and Travis immediately pushed the bottle towards her.- I'm sorry, Frog, I didn't think that ... Hold on quickly.After draining at least half of it at once, Sammy took a breath. Putting the bottle aside, she glanced at Travis and only now realized that he h