Chapter 2

ABBY

I couldn't sleep. I was lying in bed, tossing and turning, as my body felt like it was on fire. I was growing hair in places I had never seen hair before. It was like my body was going through some kind of metamorphosis. I was losing control of it.

And I was scared. 

I had to tell someone. But who?

I sat up in bed and looked over at Ashley, who was sleeping soundly. Ashley was the only one who always knew my secret. I decided to let her in on what was going on. Maybe she would understand 

"Hey, Ash?" I whispered.

Ashley stirred and opened her eyes. "What's up, Abby?"

“Can I talk to you about something?”

“Sure, Abs. What's going on?" Ashley asked

"I can't sleep. I don't know how to say this but I feel like I'm changing, like something is happening to me." I said, my voice shaky

Ashley sat up and turned on the bedside lamp. "What do you mean?"

"I've been experiencing strange changes. I'm growing hair in unusual places, and my senses are so sharp. And I've been having these vivid nightmares about running through the forest," I said, tears starting to stream down my face.

Ashley's expression softened, and she took my hand. "Abby, I need you to tell me everything. Is there something you're not telling me?"

I took a deep breath and confessed, "Ashley, I think I might be a werewolf."

Ashley's eyes widened in shock. "What? How is that even possible?" she asked, clearly struggling to believe what I had just said.

"I don't know," I said, feeling the weight of the confession lifting off her shoulders. "But I know what I'm feeling, and it's scary."

My heart was pounding in my chest as I waited for Ashley's response. I was afraid of how Ashley would react.

Ashley looked at me with a mix of shock and concern on her face. "Are you sure? I mean, this can't be real, can it?" she asked.

I nodded, feeling a weight lifted off my shoulders. "I'm positive. I've been experiencing all these changes for a while now, and I can't ignore them anymore”

Ashley shakes her head in disbelief. "But how is that even possible? We're not supposed to be supernatural creatures, Abs. We're just normal girls."

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The next day at school, I couldn't focus on anything but my new abilities. I kept hearing things that I never could before, like the sound of a mouse scurrying through the walls. And my sense of smell was so strong that I could detect the different perfumes and colognes that my classmates were wearing.

I tried to keep the changes in my body a secret from everyone else, but it became increasingly difficult.

During history class, this nerd guy, I can't seem to remember his name, was sitting close to me. The sound of his heartbeat became deafening to me. I was about to lose control of myself, so I ran out of the classroom in panic. I made my way to the school’s courtyard, trying to calm myself down.

This was getting out of hand, at this point I was going to go crazy.

I heard footsteps approaching me, I instinctively went into a defensive crouch. I looked up to see Trevor, a jock, he was the captain of the football team and all the ladies in school love him.

Except for me of course, I don’t care about some social butterfly.

"What's wrong?" he asks, a sly grin on his face.

"Nothing," I snapped, not wanting to reveal my secret to him.

"Come on, don't be shy," Trevor says, taking a step closer. "I can see that something's bothering you. Maybe I can help?"

I backed away from him, ready to run if I needed to. But he kept coming closer.

"Seriously, what's going on?" He asks, reaching out to touch my arm.

I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body at his touch. I mentally face-palmed myself. Trust my body to betray me in a moment like this.

"I said nothing," I said, my voice shaking with fear and anger.

"Fine," he said, holding up his hands in surrender. "I won't pry. But if you ever need to talk to someone, you know where to find me."

I watched him as he walked away from me. At Lunchtime, I went to my usual table where I sat with my friend Jasmine. Ashley was a cheerleader so she usually sat at the cool kid's table. She has told me several times to come to join her and her friends but I always decline. I looked at the table, Ashley saw me and she waved. I waved back and smiled.

Trevor’s eyes followed who Ash was greeting, and met with mine. He gave me a little nod, but I averted my gaze. The conversation and little encounter we had earlier played in my head.

“Why did you run out of class?” Jasmine asked, her mouth full of burgers.

No way was I going to tell her what's happening. The less people that know, the better it is for me.

“To use the restroom?” It came out more like a question instead of a statement.

“It was like your pants were on fire, half of the class burst out laughing at your comical race,” she said

“Girl, I don't care about that,” I replied nonchalantly

I was watching the drama unfold in front of me. Tiffany, the queen bee of the school was literally shoving her face down Trevor’s face. They were dating before but broke up because Tiffany was a slut. Rumor or not, it was said that whenever they have little couple issues, Tiffany goes ahead to be with another male just to spike Trevor’s jealousy.

I couldn't help but feel sorry for Trevor. He was always the quiet type, and he didn't deserve to be treated that way. I looked back at Ashley's table, and they were all giggling and whispering. I could only imagine what they were talking about. Trevor walked past their table, and Tiffany reached out to grab him, but he pulled away.

As I continued to watch, Trevor locked eyes with me once again. I tried to look away, not wanting to be caught staring.

Jasmine followed my gaze and saw what happened. “What's going on over there?”

“Looks like Tiffany is causing drama again,” I said, rolling my eyes.

Jasmine snorted. “That girl needs to get a life.”

I nodded in agreement 

But then, Trevor caught my eye and held it for a moment, before turning his attention back to Tiffany. As I watched, Tiffany leaned in and whispered something in his ear, causing Trevor's expression to darken. Just then, the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. 

I gathered my things quickly, eager to get out of there before anything else happened. But just as I stood up, Trevor turned and walked towards me. My heart raced.

What does he want from me?