Maxine
“Bye!” I waved at Aunt Marge after she dropped me off, then walked into school. Everything seemed to be back to normal, except for the heavy weight of a secret I was supposed to carry forever. My best friend was a beast, and I had been ignoring Bran’s texts all weekend.
Aside from that, I was doing just fine.
“Hi,” I said, stopping by our lockers next to Poppy.
She looked at me strangely. Damn, she was way too pretty to be a beast.
“You don’t think I’m a disgusting, cruel beast who deserves to die?” she whispered.
“What? No. I actually think you’re cool,” I said.
Truly, I had made peace with it.
“Oh, great. So... can we be friends?” she asked.
“Yep. So? I saw Mike shift on Saturday, and I wanted to know... when you shift, do you look the same? Does your beast have boobs?” I
