The dim lighting in this place does such injustice for the sleek coffee brown décor and coffee swirl wallpaper. I walk past the couches up to the counter and order my usual. I come here to get away from the pack tension. The town may be in werewolf territory, but humans have no idea we exist or how frequently they would encounter us "monsters". I made my way to the far wall where 4 computers lined a bar with mocha colored spacers for privacy. I logged into the computer and the one thing I thought I would be able to handle left me drawing a blank. Where do I even begin? You wouldn't think that I would cry over something this silly. I think just the uncertainty of my life finally crushed me in this moment. After about 20 minutes of staring blankly with tears of frustration welling just on the verge of escape, I decided to trust my long time friend, Google.
2 hours later I had applied to nearly 5 colleges complete with transcript requests from my high school and printed copies of each one for Tate in case he decided to join me. I couldn't imagine leaving my best friend now. I really wish I knew whether or not he heard me. Do I even mention it to him? Ughh. As I walked back to the Packhouse I felt more and more guilt for focusing on me. Tate had ignored me on my way back when I mind linked him to meet me for lunch and that he needed to eat. He only pushed me out and blocked the link. This was so unlike him but I could understand. I only stopped because I was linked that all members of the pack needed to report this afternoon for an important pack meeting. Alpha Tomas had just lost his pack trainer and was not known for his consideration for others. No doubt he will have Tatum back to running patrols come nightfall.
After spending so long in the Omega line waiting for food it was finally my turn. I'm the Beta's daughter, but Aaron works that line and its a problem I am not in the mood for. My stomach could eat me alive since I only ordered my coffee this morning. I held up my plate and began to grab the tongs to grab a bun only to have them pulled from my hands.
"What's this? Humans eat after the wolves" Felicia practically spat at me. I looked behind me only to see annoyance, one girl even averted her eyes.
"Not today. I am not a human, you already know this. Now bye Felicia, I'm hungry." Normally I would quietly remove myself to the back of the line but I was emotionally b u r n t and hangry. I reached for the tongs again only to find Felicia grabbing my hair from behind before I could even grab them. She ripped me into a standing position and growled in my ear.
"Tsk Tsk little Tessa, wouldn't want me to tell dear olé Auntie Matilda about her daughter causing problems, now would we?"
It was like she was inside my mind and my blood was boiling. I would normally avoid confrontation at all costs, but at this point, why try to fight it anymore. I smacked her with my plate and the lunchroom went silent. s**t. Felicia stared at me as if I had grown two heads and before she could react I spat at her feet and stormed upstairs.
I have never really cared to stand up for myself but I just can't handle any more bullshit right now. I went upstairs and rummaged the treat box, settling for a bag of chips and a kit-kat. I just wanted to curl up and cry but the pack meeting was only about 30 minutes from now. It was in the Packhouse so I wouldn't have to go far, but I couldn't even think. For 20 minutes I sat in pure silence staring off at my blank walls. I could have sat in that sweet nothingness for hours, but Tate opened the door and simply asked if I was ready as if he hadn't absconded for the whole morning. I looked up at him and nodded my head still somewhat in a haze and followed him down to the meeting hall.