venting

Nobody really acknowledged my presence when I arrived; I’m guessing Diva Girl already spread the `she’s a homewrecker` rumors around. So nobody greets me, some look over in my direction, and most of them ignore me, all except one girl. Tall, blond, blue-eyed, and drop-dead gorgeous!

She is the spitting image of the girls I wanted to be in my previous life and the exact same girls I avoided in this life, but she seemed somehow different. I can’t really put my finger on it. But I already know I like this girl! She walked straight up to me, shacked my hand, and introduced herself as Jenny. Up close, I could clearly see two significant scars on her neck and upper shoulder. There’s nothing wrong with that, but as a shifter, the fault isn’t that common, and she’s a werewolf by her smell. Werewolves rarely get scars.

“We are nearly everyone here, but as you see, no one is here to train today. Just to get a look at you.”

She smiled apologetically at me before she continued.

“let’s say half