The alarm kept buzzing in my ears non-stop. Damn it! I didn’t want to wake up to this sad reality which happens to be my life. I just needed to escape, and do something else with my life. I needed to pretend. But, as I woke up, gasping for air, I knew that was a long time coming. I pushed my hair out of my eyes, and grabbed the watch. It was exactly 7 am. I was late! I needed to get to college now. A yawn escaped my lips, as I jumped out of the bed, and rushed to the bathroom to clean myself up. There was no proof that someone use the bathroom, which meant that Chloe had not come home last night. I unlocked the tap as I imagined that she had gone to the forest once more, for the dark purpose of hunting and killing werewolves. The pain stabbed at my chest. Thinking about her evil tendencies made it more real that maybe I might be in danger. Yet, I wanted to know if my assumptions were indeed true or I was just plain paranoid. It was important to know these things and understand why p

I walked back to the my hostel, feeling so much better. It was so nice to have such a refreshing conversation with Mike. He may be annoying, but I knew I could count on him when push comes to shove, and that gives me immense relief. The shrill sound of my phone brought me out of light-headed thoughts, and I dug into my purse, taking the phone out. Mom was displayed in bold letters across my flat screen, with a smiley face to take the crown. My smile went impossibly huge. “Mom,” I cried, as I swiped the call button. Her laugh was infectious on the other side of the phone. Jeez1 I had missed that laugh. I guess those things never dies down no matter how old one was. “My angel,” she said softly. I took a shaky feet in front of the next, as I turned to my lane. “Mom, I’ve missed you. Tell me, are you eating healthy crunches? I don’t want to hear how much you can’t live without chocolates. They aren’t healthy at all. Focus on taking the healthy crunches. The ones I get you from Walmar

The feelings I felt took me by surprise. I haven’t realised that I’ve gotten to this extent of feeling such an intense emotion for Mike. Ian had always been my crush, and since when did I start feeling things for Mike? It took my breath away. His hands touched either side off the wall, trapping me in, and making me breathless. I couldn’t help but look at his lips, and watched the way he bit it. Damn it! The door sprang open, and a figure steeped into the light. It was none other than Mike’s mother. She looked at them immediately, and could see that they were hiding between the wall and the shelf. I swallowed hard, my cheeks growing crimson in embarrassment. Ok, this is not how your potential crush’s mother should walk into you. No! Mike isn’t my potential love interest. He… “Come out of there you two. Hiding won’t help your cause,” she said easily. Mike brought his hands down, and slowly guided me out of the trapped space. Our bodies glided together, and if I thought the heat w

I walked into class an hour later, my mind a whirlwind. I was so glad that Ian wasn’t in this class. After what happened the previous day, I didn’t want to see him. It was too much stress, and I was already stressed out. The break he is giving me was very much welcomed. The teacher, a petite lady came in a couple of minutes later, and we said our polite hellos in response. She made herself comfortable and her chair, and I settled for doodling away on my notebook. I was beyond stressed. As I drew some legless objects, I thought about the message that had been harmlessly sent to my phone by a number I didn’t know. No-one knows about me, and the werewolves wouldn’t rile me up even if they don’t like me. There was too much at stake for them. But, was it the hunters? I glared at red coloured shirt in front of me as I doodled furiously. Nothing was making sense at all. I wish all these didn’t have to happen. I want to be able to have a normal life… ‘This is your life now, Maya. You have

I could hear scrambling. “No, you’re not. Where are you?” He demanded. I used my free hand to clean my eyes profusely, like he was here, and would be able to see me. I needed to have some control of my emotions. It was a mistake answering the phone in the first place. “I’m fine, Mike,” I mumbled. More shuffling ensued. “You don’t sound fine, Maya!” He snapped right back. I sighed as I got up, feeling like my legs weighed a ton of bricks. “You’re paranoid. I was watching some rom-com that didn’t feel like comedy at the last minute. It got me teary eyed. This things happen sometimes,” I said as convincing as I could. “I doubt this. You’re sure you’re ok? How come I don’t hear the sounds of an ongoing movie? And, aren’t you in school?” He bombarded me with more questions. I rolled my eyes at him. “Mike, please you can turn to a private investigator to some of the girls in the clan. I’m not in the mood. I will chat you up later. See ya,” I said in a high-pitched voice. “Hold on!” He