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Seventh: The Mascot
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"Smooth like butter, like a criminal undercover Gon' pop like trouble breaking into your heart like that (ooh)" For third time, I am disturbed by Mom singing this new BTS song. She is so energetic as ever. She is currently driving our van, but you will see both her hands in the air throwing slaps she calls "Gen Z dance moves". "Too loud, Mom" I nag while pulling down my yellow hoodie down because it has been covering half of my face, including my airway preventing my nice breathing. "Oh! You're awake, honey," she replies and turns down her music. "Are we there yet?" My impatient little brother, Alex, says. Alex is only 13 years old but his physique is that of a 17-year-old teenage boy. That is why it always sores my eyes when I see him doing childish things such as sucking two lollipops at the same time. "Iw. You're drooling," I comment. "Mind your business, grandma," he mocks me, "or you wanna try it," and he shoves his lollipops on my face. I scream when I feel something stick
My High School as a Werewolf Second: First Day
I believe I just stand there looking shocked at the man. I am totally unmoving. I am clouded with thoughts of how to deal with this smoothly. A flash of myself in the wilderness bring me back to reality. If I screw up now, there is no hope for me, and I will live as a wild wolf forever. What do I do? Kill him? Bribe him? Talk it out? The man is looking at me with the same expression, brows are arched and lips are literally saying "what?" "That's not a howl..." I say but then regret. What! Who says it's a howl. I am initiating the suspicion. I am panicking. "No, I mean... Uhm," I am doomed. My father just told me to stay out of trouble, and here I am howling on the street and a human hears me. "Sorry miss... you need something?" I hear the man asks politely. I look at him. Is he playing innocent? I feel like an idiot when I see him holding his earphones using his both hands. He just removed it probably because he can't hear me clearly. A splash of relief wash down my growing anxie
My High School as a Werewolf Third: Classmates
"I've seen you before." I freeze in my position. How unlucky this day can be to meet this man, at this moment, on this first day. I just stand there looking at him and thinking what can be best said. He saw me last night with a totally different image: no glasses, no braces, short shorts, and a bun. I can say I look like a chic yesterday, and now I am instantly a nerd. What will he think? Is this the end of my cover? "I think you are mistaken. I-" "Hansel! Your the girl from last night, right? In the flower field?"he says calmly but I can sense the excitement in his voice.
My High School as a Werewolf Fourth: Her Fate, Untold
Narration... Carrie is staring in a blank space by the window when the doorbell rings. She peeks at the window to check her visitors and she nods at the two men waiting by her doorsteps. She seems to be expecting the visitors so she unhesitantly opens the door and greets them. "Good morning, Doctor," she tries to smile but her smile can't seem to reach her eyes. Who wants to meet the Doctor anyway. This old hermit is one of the wolves one can only see in worst-case scenarios. The last time Carrie saw this man was when they signed a treaty of peace with some Asian wolves they met a few hundred years ago. He is the oldest official who runs their pack behind the shadows. His wolf is not that powerful, its presence is actually almost nonexistent to Carrie, but his old intellectual mind holds their pack's history and wisdom enough for him to earn respect and an august position. "Good morning, Hill?" the older man responds. Carrie nods to his unstated question. "How long have you been u
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- My High School as a Werewolf First: High School Again
