“Are you sure you’re okay to come back to class?” Ms. Aguirre asked me as we stood outside in the hallway.
I smiled at her not showing my teeth, cause I can still feel my fangs. “I’m sure Miss. I’m hundred percent sure this time.”
“Mmm, okay. But I heard you were hit pretty badly, even though it didn’t seem like it when you came last week Monday.”
“What can I say Miss?” I shrugged my shoulders. “I’m young and strong.”
She sighed. “Yeah, to be young again. Okay, but take it easy, okay?”
“Okay, miss.” I said and walked back into the classroom.
When I walked in, everyone was talking loudly but once they saw me they quieted down and watched me as I walked back to my desk. I sat down, placed my backpack on my desk, and started taking out my notebook, book, and pen. When I pull
