ELISEThe day was getting older as I looked through the shattered windows. Its frames couldn't grip the glasses themselves and this made me feel a little bit of nausea about my feelings for Jared. My feelings all crashed when I noticed he wasn't even ready for me.My step sister would never have even thought about even bringing such detriment to me right now as I sit behind shattered windows with the same despair as the inanimate object.I could not look any further at the windows. The memories and words it spoke to me brought so much guilt to me and made me feel so abstract.I was left in the room alone and I did not enjoy the company of the boys. It was pretty hard to revulse them directly but they made a little bit of a nice story whenever I think about their life stories. It did hurt me a lot but not to the same extent as they felt. I decided to take my mind off thinking about their story.I heard shoe shuffles and heels knock on the ground sparingly. Was it some kind of ghost?I

LAZARUS Lazarus wasn't as friendly due to the action he took. This I suppose. I was wondering why he would have taken his steps behind to let me face my detriment alone. The momentum which I had used initially in opening the door had reduced as I was ready to hear the next word squeal. The hinges of the door screeched and finally opened. Thomas' face was a bit weary and deeply focused on the book which he placed right in front of him as he had crossed his legs comfortably in his reading position. I was deeply joyous to find that his stash of magazines was kept toward the other part of the door and just mere books had crashed to the ground.I looked back at Lazarus to be sure of where he stood. I could only find his shadow. It tilted against the reflection of the light until he was out of my sight. Is this a good plan and point to say and deeply convince me that I do not have to compulsorily stay with the boys? I asked myself. It seemed my thoughts had their own mouth. My though

EliseMy mouth parted in surprise immediately Rory was done with his story. He looked away embarrassedly."You asked for my story." He shrugged, with a small smile."Of course, I did. What about Lazarus?" I asked, determined to know as much as I could about the three hot guys I had as roommates."Lazarus? Well..." He paused and chuckled."You don't want to tell me about him?" I frowned."No, that's not it. If I told you I don't know about his story, would you believe me?" Rory asked, with a helpless look on his face."Not even a little bit." I replied, almost immediately. How the hell was I to believe that?"Is it that unbelievable?" He laughed this time, creating a ripple in my heart. His laughter was as smooth as he was. Almost melodic even."Well, I really don't know." He said, after laughing.I looked at him closely, trying to check if he was telling lies. His expression remained playful, not changing in the least.I made a face at him, and chuckled. I was enjoyi

ThomasAnother punch at the punching bag in the gym did nothing to alleviate my rage.Beads of sweat covered my forehead, and arms. My shirt lay on a vacant seat by the side. The fervor and strength with which I continued punching, increased.'How the hell did that happen?' I wondered for the umpteenth time. That was definitely a first.My throat suddenly felt patched, and I gulped. Panting hard, I sat on the floor, hands placed on my knees.The lights in the gym was turned on, lightening the hitherto dark room. I was grateful for the light, although it wasn't entirely necessary. I could see clearly in a dark room of course, due to my heightened vision as a werewolf. I sighed yet again.I hadn't meant to lose my cool the way I did. No, that hadn't been my intention at all. I sniffed, and whirled around when the door swung open."Hey," Lazarus walked in, and shut the door close.I relaxed when he walked over to me with a glass of water in his hands. "I figured you would

ThomasI ran down the flight of stairs heart palpitating, anxiousness written all over my face. "I heard it too," Rory affirmed, as we doubled our pace. We had been sitting in the dining hall downstairs, when I suddenly heard a loud noise in the ladies bathroom.Although I wasn't supposed to hear, due to the distance, I did. Our wolves senses were heightened, and that included that of hearing."What is going on here?!" Lazarus yelled, but stopped short at the sight of Elise who was running up the stairs, towards our direction."Elise?" I arched a brow, and halted, studying her. Her face was pale, and her body was drenched. The towel which she draped around her body was totally soaked.I gulped when my gaze landed on the outline of her twin peaches. I quickly averted my focus, upwards to her face, noticing the large teardrop that stood on her eyes.Rory spoke first, "What in goddess's name happened?" He curled his fists, and supported her up the stairs."I....I..." She