Abigail's p.o.v;
At school,I came to the library to fetch some books for my assignment ; It was an easy enough task, as there were not very many students.A girl with long blonde hair stood in the back of the room and stared out the window for a few minutes before she moved away from it.“Excuse me!” I call from inside the library. “Do you need any help finding something?”She turns around at my voice. “No, thank you,” she says in a deep voice. “I just need to study alone.”As I walk toward her, I notice that one of the straps of her backpack is loose. As I approach her, I can tell that she’s really upset. She has tear stained cheeks and eyes red as rubies; I want to reach out and touch her but don’t want to make things worse.The librarian walks towards us before I get the chance so I turn around to face the shelf instead.“Here they are, ma’am,” the librarian says as she places them on the desk next to the girl.Her hands are still shaking when she picks up the stack of books and puts them under her arm. Without saying goodbye, she leaves the library, walking down the stairs without taking another step.When I turn around again, the librarian is looking at me curiously.“That was strange, wasn’t it,” I say.She shrugs. “Strange or not, those were valuable books,” she tells me. “If you’re gonna be studying here at school, you better learn how to use your new privileges wisely.”I nod. “Thank you,” I say, trying to sound sincere.“You’re welcome, honey.” She turns around then starts walking away. “Let me know if you need anything else.” And she disappears into the hallway, leaving me alone.After reading through the books, I have only skimmed over the material that I needed to read. I close the books and put them back exactly where I found them. Then, I decided to leave with the books which I needed for references.While I was walking in the hallway carrying the books, I saw that blonde girl again. She's standing in front of a door with her hand on its handle. She looks very nervous, but I don't think she notices me watching her. The way her eyes are watering and the way her shoulders are shaking makes me feel uncomfortable about staring at her like this. I don't want to make fun of her or anything like that. She seems to be very good looking, maybe too much so for just a high school student like herself, though that doesn't stop me from observing her. I'm not someone who approaches others when I see them, but it was different this time. I had a feeling that I wanted to walk up to her and ask what's bothering her. But I changed my direction and continued walking to my locker.After keeping books inside the locker, I headed to my classroom. My hands were shaking when I reached the door, I was nervous about today’s classes. This is not how things usually work out. But then again, this is a normal day. It’s just a routine class with all the students in the class. I made up my mind that this is not my middle school to get scared of and opened the door and walked in.I took a seat beside and placed my books on the table for my class. The other students were busy looking at me. I could feel their eyes burning into the back of my head but ignored it as best as I could. It wasn't that unusual, especially if you are a new student. It didn't really matter to me though, as long as I'm making progress I'm fine. And that's all that matters.I looked out the window, watching the students walk through the door. Some had already made themselves comfortable in the chairs, others were taking pictures or doing something else. I just watched them come and go like the regular school day went on.The bell rang again and I quickly gathered my things and started packing up before anyone decided to bother me again. A hand touched my shoulder and I froze, slowly turning around to face an amused looking blonde girl. It was her who I saw earlier this morning at the library."Nice hat." She complimented with a smile on her face as she pointed at my baseball cap. She looked totally different from how I saw earlier."Thanks," I said with a small smile as I picked it up, putting it on once again. I grabbed my bag and left the classroom before someone asked about how it was in here.While I was walking in the hallway, that blonde girl sprang in front of me and asked, "Why did you follow me?""What?""I saw you following me this morning. What were you up to?"I lowered my head and said, "I didn't follow. I was just looking at you. You looked nervous and all.""Yeah, I broke up with my boyfriend so I was kinda sad.""You're smiling now. Did you two get back together?"She shook her head and said, "I got another boyfriend."She's fast."I'm Emma.""I'm Abigail.""I know your name already. You're that new student right? Everyone's talking about you in the class.""What are they talking about me?""The way you introduced yourself looked like you're inviting others to eat you up.""Did they say that?""No, it was me who's telling you what you looked like.""I…"Emma patted on my back saying, "Even if you're conservative, act like you're strong in front of them. Otherwise you'll get eaten up for sure. Anyways, it's good to have another human in my class. Welcome to Westchester high.""And you…""I'm a human too."I nodded and asked, "Are we friends now?""Yeah, we are. I have to hurry up to a class. Will see ya at the cafeteria." And walked away.While I was happy to have a human friend, I saw Luna walking beside me.Luna said, "Looks like you're not OCD.""I…""It's fine if you don't want to be my friend but hear me out. Don't be friends with Emma. She's not good as she looks on the outside." And walks away.Does Luna think I'll believe some werewolf words?After my classes were over, I went to the cafeteria where I saw Emma with her friends. she signalled me to come to her table. I walked over to where she was sitting and sat opposite of her. Her group of friends were bigger than I expected. We all said hi. They asked me about my impression of this school. I lied that I liked it here to them. They seemed to have lost interest in me after hearing me talking and went back to talking among them.While I was eating my food until I saw a guy walking past the cafeteria who looked suspicious. He had dark hair and eyes. As he walked away from us Emma asked me what I wanted. I told her it was nothing and continued eating my food.When we came out of the cafeteria, I parted in my way saying that I have to go to the library and walked in the opposite direction. Since I was always alone, being in a group felt uncomfortable for me.While i was walking, i saw the guy who i saw earlier, dark hair and eyes was talking to some guy. Even though I tried not to look at him, I couldn't because of his facial features. He looked like a prince that came out of a fairytale. Suddenly, we locked eyes so I averted my gaze as soon as possible and continued walking in the hallway."Wait up!"Did he see me watching him? Shit!I turned and looked at him without giving him an answer.He asked, "Are you the new student from Louisiana?"I nodded at him."What's your name?""Abigail."He extended his hand for a shake and said, "I'm Aiden, the representative for the senior high school. It's nice to meet you. If you want anything, you can inform me."I nodded and thanked him. Wow, he looks handsome. His jawline is sharp and defined, his hair dark as night and soft to the touch I guess. His hair's pulled back in a ponytail, and his eyes are set with dark lashes and a warm brown colour that brings out the green in his irises. He is wearing a white turtleneck that's pulled up to cover his bare midriff, black jeans, and black high tops. His arms are muscular, but covered by loose cotton, and his hands are adorned by tattoos from wrist to fingers. I hope he's not a werewolf too. But with his attire, he couldn't possibly be a human though.He snapped his fingers in front of my face which brought me back to the senses.He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What is it?"I shaked my head and said, "Nothing." And walked away from him.Does this school have all the handsome guys and girls all over the world? I smiled at myself for having stupid thoughts and headed to my next class.Abigail's p.o.v;After walking out of the college entrance, I started walking to the bus terminal. While I was walking I saw Mike walking in front of me. I remained silent and walked behind him. Suddenly, he stopped which made me bumped into him."Ouch!" He turned and asked, "What are you doing?""Heading to the bus terminal of course. Why did you stop?""Why did you walk closer to me?""I didn't realise I was closer since I was looking at my phone." Said while showing my phone to him and said, "I'm sorry. It's my mistake." And walked past him. Mike ran after me and asked while walking beside me, "Why do you hate werewolves?""It doesn't concern you.""It does concern me. Being a werewolf."I looked at him and asked, "What's your special ability?" ( Werewolves become fully grown at a certain age and when they attain that age, they'll reveal their special abilities. The special abilities differ from each werewolf pack. With the information, I heard some become stronger than before,
Abigail's p.o.v;When I walked into the class, I saw seniors talking to the class members about something. One of the seniors told me, "Come in, we're discussing the club's. Have a seat and listen." While I was walking to my desk, Mike gave me a thumbs up and teased me. I sat down at my desk and saw these seniors standing in front of the class. After me, some students walked in. Seeing them, The senior who talked to me earlier said, "Is everyone here?" Lucian, who's the class representative, stood up from his place and took a look at us and informed the senior that everyone's here. The senior who let me inside the class earlier announced, "Since everyone's here, I'll explain about the club's which are offered to your class. First of all, I'm Sebastian, your senior. And this is Zoe and Dylan. There are film clubs, cooking clubs, foreign language clubs, swimming, photography clubs, art history clubs, and the Red cross. You can come forward and give your name to the seniors who're st
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Abigail's p.o.v;When I came back home, I saw dad sitting in a chair looking at some papers in his hands. When I tried to go upstairs, dad called out my name and asked, "How's your school today?""all good, dad." he gave a nod while looking at the papers in his hands. looks like he's kinda busy. I went up to my bedroom and started to undress. When I was done, I changed into some black leggings, a shirt and a hoodie and went downstairs. I noticed that I hadn't had lunch at school so I decided to make myself some lunch. Once I finished cooking, I set it down and looked at the table next to the stairs. There was a piece of paper on top of it. I picked it up. It was a drawing of a dog, with some words underneath."your mother loved dogs".I smiled and placed the paper on the table again. I went back into the kitchen to continue cooking. After I put everything into two plates, I placed one of them on the table for dad and took my other plate with me. I sat down on the couch and turned