-Emma
*Thursday*
"What? How do you know?"
"I recognized his scent. It's all over my clothes," it creeps me out a little.
I assume Jason heard what I said and went looking for this creep.
"Do you remember what he looks like?"
"Yes. His face is impregnated in my memory. It disturbs me to know that this guy that lives in the same building as I do . . . well - uhm, did . . . was probably planning to do this for a long time. I have no idea what he wants from me, or what he expects me to hide."
"When you say it like that, it does sound creepy."
I let out a long sigh and closed my eyes to relax for a few seconds. All these things started to happen once I found out that I am a werewolf. Why not before? Why now? This bothers me a lot more than I figured.
"Claire is coming tonight and I
