Chapter 12

I realized with a groan that I had just revealed our secret when her jaw dropped.

“Fuck!” I cursed and threw the scissors in the ceramic. “Lindsay forget everything I just said.”

“No fucking way! You are wolves?”

“And you don’t think I’m lying?!” I asked wondering at the state of her mind.

“No fucking way. Especially not when you just manifested a scissors out of thin air, there is no way you are lying about this.”

I gripped the edge of the sink and debated within myself whether or not to wipe her memory. It’s something I can do if I put enough effort into it. The only downside is that wiping memories does something to me and I never can explain. Still it was worth a try given the severity of my actions. I have only known Lindsay for two days, there’s no assurance that she won’t spread my secret in excitement. I mean come on, how often do you meet a werewolf without freaking out?

And Lindsay is an Outty, exposing my secrets will give her some popularity points and I hate to be the sacrificial lamb.

That’s it. There is no other option but to wipe her memory.

“Ginger, come on, you freaking have powers! This is the kind of thing you see on TV or the kind you read in books not in real life! How come you have powers? When did you have powers? Did you always have them as a kid? And if you are a werewolf that means you got bitten right? Oh my God I’m freaking out! That means you got bitten! This is just like teen wolf!”

I tried not to cringe at that comparison as I lifted myself off the sink and turned to her, instantly grabbing her head in my hands.

I don’t know where the words come from but I know I have always known them. “Ingst ferywn leh tyne inga.”

She stopped talking and her eyes widened.

I watched her. Did it work?

A cold air blowing through the closed doors of the bathroom assured me that it worked. Lindsay’s eyes suddenly held a glazed look. 2 seconds later it cleared.

“Wow! How did you do that?” she asked, repeating the same question she asked earlier.

I frowned. It didn’t work.

“You cut your hair all by yourself!”

I released a sigh of relief. It had worked. I shrugged in response to her question. “Did I have a choice?”

She shrugged my hands off her head with a frown. Probably wondering why I was holding her head in the first. A dull pain through my chest reminded me of the effect of using mind control. Usually it is a lot stronger and more painful than this but I guess I should be grateful that it worked.

She smiled sadly as she pulled me in for a hug which her stiffly accepted. “I’m so sorry that this happened to you.”

I shrugged it off. “It’s alright, I guess I should be used to detest by now. Looks like I held out too much hope.”

“But what happened today was too much. I couldn’t bare the watch it, that’s why Leo and I tried to come to your rescue. I would have lost my mind by now or maybe even slashed my wrist if I was humiliated that way.”

I couldn’t admit that I had thought about doing that. No use crying over spilled milk.

“Will you be alright carrying your head around like that? You are almost bald.”

I didn’t have to look in the mirror to see that my hair was now closely cropped to my scalp, but I did anyway. This will definitely give Emerald, Parker and their useless side kicks something to talk about and you know what? I don’t care.

I promised Maggie I’ll graduate and I won’t let this little inconvenience get in my way.

I looked like a banished elf with my piercings, freckles and close cropped hair. I looked better with my short hair but I’m done crying over that now.

“Will you be alright?” Lindsay asked again.

I can’t understand why she’s still by my side. I have been nothing but rude and unwelcoming toward her, I have made it known in no certain terms that she and I are not friends, I even made it obvious that I don’t belong to their stupid group of Outties but here she is, the leader of the Outties asking me if I’m alright.

My smile was wobbly and uncertain and I nodded. “I will be fine.” Even better now that I don’t have to worry that she know my secret.

She helped me pack my hair off the sink and we flushed them down the toilet. As we left the hall and headed to class I suddenly remembered that I had left my blazer in the hall when I made my escape.

“Did you and Leo take my blazer?” I asked her.

“Oh we forgot. Actually, the meeting ended once you ran out and everyone was so eager to leave that we missed it. I can help you get it.”

“No. I’ll go.”

“Let me come with you.”

“It’s fine, you go ahead to class, I’ll make it quick.”

She nodded and went in the opposite direction while I made my way to the hall to retrieve my blazer. Hopefully its still there. But I’m sure it must have trampled on possibly by Emerald and her cronies because they have something against me.

I was at the front door of the hall when I sensed that there was someone else inside.

Two actually.

And when I carefully pushed the door open the sight before my eyes was shocking. And laughable.

But I wasn’t shocked. Rather I had the sudden urge to laugh out loud.

Emerald was on the staff table with her skirts bunched up and her panties pulled down to her ankles and Parker who stood between her legs with his red cock (which was not as small as I expected) stood with his fly open as he pumped in and out of her pink pussy.

“Yes Parker! Fuck me like your Head Girl!” she moaned as she rocked on the table. And she was rocking hard.

Parker was moaning with his head back.

“Give it to me Head boy. Fuck your dirty little Head Girl.”

I tried. I honestly tried but before I knew it, I was laughing so loudly that the both of them finally noticed my presence in the room and jumped off the table in shock.

“Fuck…fuck…someone’s here,” Parker stammered as he withdrew from her and struggled to fix his trousers.

Emerald was in the process of putting on her panties she saw it was me.

“Great it’s fucking Garlic Light Spring.”

“Ginny Dark Storm,” I corrected her as I entered the hall still trying hard to stop giggling. “And don’t worry, you can go back to your kinky Head boy and Head Girl fuck session, I was just looking for my blazer…oh there it is! I’ll see myself out, now.” This definitely makes up for the unpleasantness that happened to me here just minutes ago. I turned to leave.

“Wait,” it was Parker who spoke and his voice was trembling. “You can’t tell anyone what you saw.”

“I saw nothing,” I said with sass.

And I got the reaction I wanted because he turned angry. “You obviously saw my cock.”

Emerald rolled her eyes beside him as she squeezed her panties into her pocket. “She didn’t just see your cock Parker.”

“Look look,” I interrupted them before they could begin arguing, holding up my hands to her their attention. “I didn’t see anything so why don’t you both pretend you don’t know what happened here and everyone lives happily ever after okay?”

I swung my blazer on my shoulder and waited for them to say something.

“I know what you want. I know what you’re going to do,” Emerald suddenly claimed as she got off the stage and started walking toward me.

Something warned me to back out of the room and get as far away from her as possible but before I could make my escape she caught up to me and grabbed my arm.

“I know your plans, Ginny.”

Now you get my name correctly?

I raised my brow. “You do?”

“You are going to use what you saw to blackmail me.”

“What exactly did I see?” I teased. “And why would I use it against you?”

“To climb the social ladder. You are nothing but a stray dog with no class, adopted into a rich family. You are lower than an Outty and you know what those bottom feeders do? They climb social hierarchy by digging dirt’s on their betters and you are no different.”

“Look you have it wrong…”

“I have it right. Let me make your work easier you bottom feeder. Where is your phone?” she demanded. “I’ll make you have enough evidence if you choose to report me to the administrations too.”

“I didn’t say I was going to report to anyone.”

“You know what you can report to anyone you want right?” I know she’s trying to scare me but she looked more scared herself. “Do you think I’m a bitch?”

“Emerald…”

She snatched my phone out of my pocket and held my chin roughly to open it with face ID.

“Emerald is a bitch.” She smiled as she typed it. “There I added you to the class group chat and sent it.”

I snatched my phone back from her. “You did that to yourself. I didn’t judge you but you’re too scared so you judged yourself instead,” I said as I spun on my heels and walked out of the hall.

I was right, she was scared because as soon as I closed the door I heard her ask Parker, “Do you think it worked?”

“I think you made it worse,” he replied.

And worse for me because now everyone thinks I sent the message.