05~ The New Headmaster

Since the previous night, I haven't been able to get things straight. Even right now, I'm lost to certain things I wished never happened in the first place. I was beginning to regret why I came back, I could have just left when I had the chance to. I was so down that even Brenna and Nicole noticed how quiet I was. I won't mind if the words are coming from another man but hearing it coming from Xender made it worst. It's just like having a sword passing through your heart.

 I took a deep breath, sighing heavily. I couldn't believe that I wasn't even listening to Mr Green's class. Biology has always been my favorite since I walked into high school but watching myself not paying attention for the very first time in his class got me thinking. Yeah you are free to guess why because the answer is boldly written. It's because of Xender.

I was still halfway away from thinking when I had Brenna whisper my name. "Ashley. Ashley?" I turned to look at her. The way she gave me those looks told how much she noticed my expression. "What the fuck is going on?" She mouthed at me.

"Nothing." I mouthed back, waving a smile at her.

"We'll talk after class." She said, before turning her head back to Mr Green.

We have only ten minutes left with Mr Green, and very soon he'd be leaving the class. Just then a lecturer walked in, whispering some thing into his ear. I did my best to grab what they said. "We have a new headmaster, all teachers are expected in his office."

"We'll continue this conversation in our next class." He said, exiting the classroom with the other lecturer.

Brenna didn't hesitate to walk to my desk with Nicole standing beside her. "What's eating you up, babe, talk to us."

One thing about my friends is the part about them being double worried about me. And there's no way I can convince them that I was fine. "I'm fine, guys, I really am."

"Are you sure?" Nicole asked worriedly.

"Yes, I am. I was only thinking about the giant last night. We three would have met if not for it."

"But we told you not to worry about it. We really do understand, and we don't blame you for any reason, okay? Just chill and forget about it. The most important thing is that you're alive."

"Yeah, that's right." I muttered.

The talk of the day was mainly about the new headmaster. And guess who has the news in mind? The girls. It's always like that when a new headmaster walks in, and when it gets too wild, then there's only one thing you've got to know, the headmaster is handsome.

"Guess I'll have to go take a look at this so-called headmaster." Nicole said after dropping her notes in her locker. "Or do you guys mind joining me?"

"Nah, I'll be fine in the library." I declined.

"Yeah, sure. Let's go check it out together." Brenna agreed.

"Okay. We'll meet you in the library then." Nicole said.

"Yeah, sure." We went our separate ways. I picked a book from the shelf, taking it to an empty table to go through it. It has an Italian written word, boldly written in golden shades. 

"Werewolves In America."

I flipped through the first page, reading through the lines. There were a few names of werewolves who were said to have lived in the past two centuries when the werewolf breeds came into existence. I had to jump pages as I kept flipping through pages upon pages. I got to a certain page with a drawing of a werewolf Alpha. Its face looked quite scary, having a slight resemblance of the giant who had attacked me the previous night.

I flinched at the loud sound of a book hitting the table. My heart skyrocketed for a brief moment. "What the fuck was that for?!" I yelled after seeing Nicole and Brenna.

"Sorry, hun, it won't happen again." They apologized.

"So, how did the search go?" I asked them.

Nicole was already blushing, leaving me to guess the headmaster must really be a handsome gentleman. "Well, our new headmaster is one in a million. Oh, geez, you need to see his face. I can't believe I could drool for him."

"What do you expect to get after seeing a handsome gentleman?"

Brenna was busy fanning herself with her hand. "Jokes apart, he really deserves the compliment. I think you should take a look too."

"It's not like the world is coming to an end today, I still have more days ahead to see him." I wasn't in the mood to see any one, I just wanted to focus on the book I was holding.

Drawn into the book, I refused to go any where until I was sure I had gone a few pages of the novel. I wasn't a book lover. I hated to read books, especially novels but seeing this one got my attention and I felt like I needed to know. I need to find out what the author is trying to say. I would say Brenda and Nicole noticed how focused I am towards the books so they don't bother talking. 

Though, we did talk, but that's only for a second.

During the recreation periods I stayed back at the library to read the books. One reason why I wanted to find out more about the werewolves in America is due to the giant creature. I was so desperate to know more about him. I was searching if it has an identity or just a natural wolf.

I told them to go without me, I wasn't feeling hungry, so they left without complaining. I had to take the book with me, hoping I'd get it down when I get home. Or I might even seek some knowledge from Xavier too. I was heading back to my class when Mr Stepson called me from his office. I stopped walking, heading into his office.

"Yes, sir."

"I need you to help me give this to the headmaster, it's my student record for the previous semester." I took the documented files from him.

"I'll do that, sir." I exited the room, heading for the headmaster's office. I hope it isn't shifted to the last floor.

I offered a knock on the door. Not getting a response on the first knock, I knocked again. Then I heard a deep voice say from the inside, "Come in."

I slowly opened the door, glaring in. The leather chair he was sitting on backed me, and he was facing towards the window with his phone on his right ear. He was on a call. I gently shut the door behind me, walking closer to the table. There's just one thing about his scent, I have perceived it from some where. 

I was trying to get a glimpse of his side view to know if I could recognize him or any thing, but he was sitting in a position that was impossible for me to see. "I understand. I'll give you a call when I see it." He stated, ending the call.

The leather chair automatically turned to my direction, and I'll say, I couldn't believe my eyes. I couldn't believe I was actually staring at him again. I composed myself, recognizing my environment. "Mr Stepson wants me to give you this." I said, stretching the files to him. "That's his student record for the last semester."

He took the files from me, nodding his head. "I'll go through it later." He said coldly to me.

I turned to leave, halfway to the door when his voice stopped me abruptly. "I need to talk to you, Miss Wilkie."