Nina As I looked down at the rotten, smelly mess of tomato guts on the front of my white shirt, the people around me began to laugh hysterically. “Werewolf-fucker!” the girl who threw the tomato shouted, laughing maniacally. “You’re protecting a monster!” another guy yelled. The crowd erupted in
Nina That night, I returned to the arena for the hockey game. There were still protests happening outside, but there were fewer people now that campus security was standing around -- and apparently, as Lori and Jessica explained to me on our way there, several students were arrested for throwing ob
James didn’t answer right away. He paused for a few moments, unblinking, then cleared his throat and opened his mouth to speak -- but before anything came out, his eyes caught something behind me, and he closed his mouth again. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up to see Enzo standing beside
Enzo As I read the letter that fell out of James’ pocket, my eyes widened. I always knew that guy was off about something, and he’d been acting weird ever since my information was leaked. The information that was leaked included my physical fitness test files, and the only other people aside from h
“Wait!” she said. I felt her small hand grab my wrist and I stopped, not so much as looking at her because I couldn’t even bear it. “Promise you won’t do anything rash until we figure out what’s really going on,” she said, surprising me. I had expected her to say something about our relationship, bu
Nina Enzo and I almost kissed. But we didn’t. He stepped away before we could. I understood why he did that, but it still hurt. At the very least, even though he left almost immediately after, I made him promise not to hurt James; I wanted to get to the bottom of this before we did anything rash.
“There are no excuses in this class,” he interrupted. “The exam is over, and it looks like you’re only halfway finished. I’ll be docking points for this; next time, try not to stay up all night partying.” I went to say that I wasn’t up partying, but what was I supposed to say after that? If I menti
Nina By the time the symposium came, I had spent the past few days trying my best to solely focus on my presentation. I decided that I couldn’t let my feelings for Enzo impede upon my grades in the exact same way that he couldn’t let his feelings for me impede upon his performance in the tournament