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Elise

I rubbed on my eyes groggily, sitting on my bed. The guys were sprawled on their various beds, when I glanced at their corners.

Stifling a harrumph, I rose. The sun was already high up the sky, when I glanced through the window. I walked over, and pulled the curtains apart. Sunlight poured into the room, and I chuckled when the guys simultaneous groans sounded.

"You guys slept in." I grumbled.

"What's the time? It's not like we have anything doing." Rory protested.

"At times, I wonder if this is a correctional center, or a center for vacation. To be honest, I wasn't expecting such grand place." It was true.

When I had been told that I was to be admitted to a correctional center, I had been afraid. I had read books about prison, and I was expecting it to be alike in a way.

"Well.. Werewolves are different, you can say." I heard Lazarus say.

Their voices were dull, and I frowned. I recalled the way they had been acting last night. It was kinda odd. An idea popped into my m