Lunch flies by like a breeze, but not the smooth, gentle kind that tickles your ears and dances in your hair. It’s the kind that gives you a sense that a storm is brewing.
Now, the hallway is filled with buzzing muttering as I leave. They don’t even bother to hide their blatant gossip or whisper at least. I hear it in the hallways when I pass; I hear it behind me in class. They’re all on about Silas leaving Elena and showing obvious interest in me. They couldn’t be farther from the truth.
I don’t even know this guy that well, and he’s already ruined my school reputation. If only he’d leave me alone and focus on his actual girlfriend. A part of me knows he’s definitely not going to, and my wolf seems thrilled by it.
Damn you.
The day drifts, and I’m now numb to it all. The sun falls and
