"Do you need me to stay here with you?" Despite the fact that I knew that this was the last place that Gwen wanted to be, I had to admit that it was quite nice of her to offer to stay with me. I knew that I was in no position to accept her offer, but it was the thought that had counted. She had known that there was a chance of me accepting her offer, and yet, she had disregarded her own wants and still offered it to me. I doubted that I would have had the courage to do the same. I was too selfish for that. But then again, it was starting to make sense to me why she was the Gamma. After all, the Gamma needed to care for the pack almost as much as the Alpha and Luna did, whereas a Beta, was nothing more than a glorified enforcer. And that was exactly what my father was. Gwen suited her role in this pack, and I was fully convinced that she would just get better and better at it. "No, thank you. I appreciate the offer, but I believe that I'll be alright." We were currently standing ou
MIdnight came and it went, and it didn't seem like there was any hope of anyone going home just yet. I was starting to feel my own exhaustion set in, and in all honesty, I wanted nothing more than to go home. I knew that it was something that wasn't possible at this point in time, but there was nothing that I could do about it. I only wished that I would somehow be able to chase all of them home. After all, what more could they have to do here? Yes, all of them were laughing and socializing with one another, but since when would they not be able to do that tomorrow, during the day? Why did it have to happen now? I had just been on the verge of losing hope when I noticed Gwen walking towards me through the crowd. If I had to take a guess, based on the way that she was reacting, I could not help but feel like she had had her fair share to drink. It was something that I found rather odd, as I had been under the impression that she had gone home, or that she was with Samantha. I hadn't
I opened the front door with ease, and I let out a sigh upon the discovery that it was open. I didn't know what I would have done if Samantha had locked it. I assumed that she would have gone to sleep already. I didn't even want to know what the time was. I could tell that the sun was threatening to rise on the horison, which led me to believe that I was well into Sunday. It felt like I was about to fall asleep at any moment now, like I could no longer keep myself awake. I didn't even think that I would manage to make it all the way to my bedroom. At this point, with the way that I was feeling right now, I was convinced that I would need to be moved with a crane when I went to sleep. And I thought that I would go and sleep on the couch. After all, it was right here and it was out of the way - the only problem with that idea, was the fact that Samantha was already sound asleep on it. The television wasn't on, which made me wonder whether or not it had been her decision to sleep here.
Waking up the next morning proved to be much harder than I thought it was going to be. I knew that I hadn’t done much in terms of sleeping, but I also felt like I had slept enough and that I wouldn’t be able to sleep for longer. But, now that I was actually trying to get myself to move and to get out of bed, my body was protesting. Whether I liked it or not, I would have to come to terms with the fact that I was not going to go anywhere. At least not now.Last night had also taken longer than I had prepared for it to take, despite the fact that Samantha had ended up waking up. I didn’t know whether or not the fact that she had been awake played a role in it, but if she had still been sleeping and I had simply been able to carry her up the stairs, things wouldn’t have taken so long. I would have been in bed and asleep in a matter of minutes.It was in this process of allowing myself to get caught up in my thoughts that I was able to realise that there was a considerable amount of light
I was laying in bed at the moment, trying to build up the courage to get up, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I felt like I hadn't gotten enough rest last night, which didn't make sense, because I had gone to sleep early in order to counter the fact that I had had such a late evening the previous night. But, I was now being forced to acknowledge the fact that that might have been a waste of time. I might have gotten enough sleep but I didn't feel rested at all. I felt like anyone who saw me today would be able to see that for themselves. "If you lay in bed any longer, you're going to be late." I turned towards the door and found that Gwen was standing in the doorway. I didn't need to ask to know that she was waiting for me. Elijah had already given me a breakdown yesterday and explained to me that Gwen would take me to school - but that was also all that she would do. Once she was gone, I was going to be on my own, and I was practically going to be thrown into the deep end.
I had convinced myself that none of this was going to be even remotely as bad as I was prepared for. I did not know what it was that had made me believe this factor, but I was thankful for the optimism. But, as always, my optimism did not last long. I was too much of a realist to be taken for a fool, because I knew that there were many things that could go wrong while I was here. I just hoped that I would not need to deal with them - although, I also had the feeling that my hope was misplaced here. Gwen was still standing beside me, which was something that I considered to be somewhat of a miracle in itself. I did not know how long she was going to be here, but I was thankful for her moral support. It was one of the few things that were keeping me in check at the moment, helping me stay grounded. Internally, I found like I was about to collapse from the pressure that I felt, but with her standing here, I was feeling a bit better. One thing that I kept in mind, was the fact that I was
“Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. We’re surprised that you’re actually dressed today, considering what you were wearing this weekend.” The boy who spoke to me laughed, acting like he had just made the best joke of the century. And what was even worse, was the fact that his friends seemed to have no problem with laughing with him. I failed to see what was so funny about his statement, but I was going to indulge him. If he carried on, I would very quickly make his realise that I wasn’t going to be bullied by the likes of him. I was the one who was going to do the bullying. I would need to make my stand sooner rather than later. “I had to leave an impression, did I not?” I found myself thinking that this was the safest comment to make for now. It meant that they had an opportunity to save themselves from what they had started to do, and if they didn’t, then I knew what to do next. It was as simple and as complicated as that. “I think I speak for all of us when I say tha
As far as I had been told, our training area was outside. It meant that everyone had more than enough space to work with, and no one would get in each others way. And at first, I had the feeling that Jace was not leading me to the right place. And, the suspicion that I had felt in regards to his intentions when he had first made that comment, came back like a tidal wave. But, as it turned out, I had merely been jumping to conclusions. He had simply been taking me to a different exit, one that was obviously used specifically for the gym class, because there were a few other students who went through it before us, as well as after us. “I was expecting more people.” It wasn’t a lie. The training classes in our old pack had been packed to the brim. And we didn’t train outside. We used the gymnasium for training sessions, and more often than not, those training sessions happened after school hours. It was something that wasn’t supposed to interfere with your educational time. But, thing