Rebirth and werewolves

1. 19 again

The bright sun rays pierced my eyes causing me to turn and press my face into the fluffy pillow. Wait.... That's not the smell of my bed, my bed smells old not this flowery scent it has that smell so familiar.

"Rebecca darling, get ready for school" an old woman's voice was heard from outside the room.

Wait what?

I live alone so who's that? I raise my head quickly from the bed in alarm. Why does her voice sound so familiar.

Woah! The images before me as I looked around the room I was in made my mouth open in shock.

This is my former room, when I was a teenager.

What's going on here? I must be dreaming...I pinch myself just to confirm but the sharp and short pain I felt was a clear confirmation.

I was in my room that I stayed in seven years ago.

My brain was literally jammed as to what is happening, the only thing it could think was What The Heck..WTH..WTH.......WTH.

Still dazed, I reached for my wheelchair but there was nothing there. That's weird... How I'm I going to move around?

I pull off the covers and the feet I saw underneath, made me scream out loud in fear.

This are my feet....my feet. I wriggled it and watched it like a strange object.

How is this even possible? How am I in my room seven years ago? How come I have legs?.

I brought my hands to my leg to ascertain if it was really my leg. Just then the door opened and an old woman walked in.

"What happened dear?, I heard you scream" she said.

I screamed again on seeing her, as she drew closer to me, I shifted to the end of the bed away from her. The reality of who I was staring at was too overwhelming to understand. I continue to go farther away from her till I reach the end of the bed and fall to the floor.

"Careful dear, what wrong with you this morning? Why are you screaming?"

I get up from the floor rubbing my head and butt that hit the ground.

I gave the woman before me a once over, To say I was not surprised to see her is a big fat lie.

"Grandma, is that you?" I called carefully still staring at her like she grew tree branches on her head.

"Yes darling, I don't know what you are screaming about but you better get ready for school except you want to be late" she said as she walked out of the room.

Okay ....what is going on? I must be in a deep sleep or something cause that explains me seeing my grandma....alive. My grandma died about 7 years ago.

I tried to move but my legs wobbled. I had to hold something for support. It's been 7 years since I last used 'legs'. I walk slowly and carefully to the standing mirror in the corner of the room.

I stared at my reflection and what I saw almost made me scream again but I had to cover my mouth. It was me in the mirror alright...but younger.

I was 19.... again.

My hair was the same straight brown hair, my eyes brown, my pointed nose, my small lips, my oval shape face and my slender body....just like 7 years ago.

I touched my face and my body. Was this real? This is the most scariest thing that has ever happened to me.

Something caught my eye. It was sitting on the table close to the mirror. It was my radio. Immediately I held it everything starts flooding in.

New year..... radio.....wish.

It actually worked?, Have I really been sent back to my highschool life to fight my bullies and have my revenge? Have I really been given a second chance?

Only one way to find out.

I dropped the radio and looked at myself in the mirror once again.

I take a band on the table and tie my hair into a ponytail. My legs were still wobbly. I practiced how to walk by taking a few steps forth and back. I did a little jogging to get used to it. After a short while, I could walk fine although not perfectly.

I make my way into the bathroom, I showered, got dressed and head down to the sitting room. I was able to find a twirly short gown and low flats. Everything I saw was very familiar, I remembered each and every memories I had with them.

I sat on my then favourite couch and looked around. Everything was exactly the same as it was seven years ago. The coffee table in the middle of the room, the 3 small size couch surrounding the table, the flat screen TV at the wall facing the couches. The white ceiling fan on the ceiling and the black rug covering 90% of the brown floorboards.

I knew every inch of this house, I spent most of my life here cause i lost my parents to a car accident while I was just 5.

I stayed with my grandma ever since...here in this house.

"I Know you don't like eating before getting to school so I packed you something you could munch on once in a while" grandma offered as she entered the sitting room.

She is quite aged now compared to when I was 5, but she could still move around.

I collected the paper bag from her and smiled.

"I should get going, see you later" I waved her good bye as I leave the house for school.

Time to face the devils.

***

I got to school and everything looks the same, the students and the school. Wow! It's so hard to believe I'm reliving my last year in highschool. I smiled to myself and I walked towards my locker. What was it again? Yes 135.

Courtney greeted me as I passed by. She was my best friend. We used to be best friends back then, but she did the worse thing that could be done to a best friend....stab me in the back.

*Flashback to 7 years ago*

I crawled to hide behind the teacher's table, my body shook in fear. They were coming for me....and they were going to catch me. I'm so done for.

"Where is our little test object?" Andre called out loudly and he walked into the class with his friends and locks the door.

He knew I was here, he always knew where I was. It was like he could smell my fear.

Perspiration filled my forehead and my heart rate increased, I tried to stay calm but my heart seem to let me out with it's loud beating.

"Come on Rebecca, don't be scared.. I just want to test this citrus acid on you. Won't you come out for Andre" he said mockingly as he slowly walked towards me.

My body vibrated in tremendous fear. I was terribly allergic to citrus.

"Go..o...awa..y, I'll scream" I stammered in fear.

His friends laughed at my helplessness, their voice echoed in the empty class.

"Oh baby girl, you should know that the school is empty and we are the only one here" he said, i could almost imagine his devious smile of how he was in control.

"Go away" I repeated, my mouth quivered. I needed to get out of here. I kneel on all fours and crawl to the left side of the table. I brought my head out slowly, looking carefully to find an escape route. Andre and his friends were everywhere. A tear slid down my face, I am done for.

"A certain best friend of yours didn't mind telling us how allergic you are to citrus" Andre added with an obvious smug face.

Courtney...

That makes sense, she is the only one who knows I'm allergic to citrus except my grandma and doctors off course. That was why she indirectly asked about my allergies while playing that game she made up.

How could she do this to me? I thought she cared about me?

She knew how much I hated Andre and his friends even though she doesn't believe they were out to get me.

"She did that only for a lunch break with me" he purposely added still with his smug face.

Off course, Courtney had a huge crush on Andre. Every girl in the school was head over heels for him except me obviously. He was intelligent, handsome and hot....they said. He and his friends were known to be good boys, they never had not even a spec of dirt in their character...they said. They were always kind and helpful to everyone.. they said..well.. except me. I never knew why they hated me so much.

What did I ever do to them?

Reasons why no one believes me. Who would?, they were good on the outside and devils on the inside. I have tried multiple times to show everyone, the students, teachers and principal that they are not who they make themselves to be. They are evil...pure evil. I ended up being punished instead for accusing 'the good boys' of bad things. I had given up long ago trying to tell everyone who they were, I decided to face them myself.

Which clearly is not working.

I looked around trying to find Andre in the dark room, it was hard though with his allies scattered around. I was very focused but almost fainted when I felt the breath on someone by my ear.

"Hello test object" Andre called slowly in a way that made my heart beat 10x faster and my knees go weak.

*Flashback ends*

I was admitted in the hospital for a week after that dreadful episode. Remembering it made shiver ran through my spine.

"Hey wait up, someone is in a hurry" Courtney walked up to catch up with me.

So now, the citrus accident hasn't happened yet and I'm going to make sure it doesn't.

"Sorry, hi" I greeted sweetly at her.

"So..your house today?" She asked as she waited for me to get my things from my locker.

"Huh?... Nah, I have this assignment I haven't done yet and other things to do, so today is bad, maybe some other time" I lied. I just needed time to think about everything and make my plans well.

"Okay, see you later at lunch, I'm late for class" she said and walked off.

I nodded and inhaled....time for class.

I got to my first class, English.

Everyone was already seated. As I entered, all attention turn to me, in the front of the class was the principal and a new teacher? I can't remember seeing the face before 7 years ago.

"Rebecca, you are late to class, why?" principal Ernest said.

"Sorry, I woke up late" I said.

Students chattered a little looking at me and laughing. Great, first time here after 7 years and I'm already drawing attention to myself.

"Don't do that next time will you. Get to your seat" he scolded.

"Sorry" I muttered again as I moved to my seat. The new teacher seems to be quite interested in me, I could feel his eyes staring holes into my body. Creepy much?

"So... class, this is your new English teacher Zander, he is going to teach you English from now on, please pay attention to him and be good students" The principal introduced. He leaves afterwards.

Everybody greeted the new teacher Zander.

"Hello everyone, like your principal said, I'm Zander and I will be taking you English" He said looking at everyone in the class with a smile.

"Is it just me or is this new teacher really hot and has an heavenly voice?" A girl whispered to another behind me.

Oh please. I looked at the teacher to confirm. Yeah... I'll give it to him, he is a fine piece of candy. He had blonde hair with blue eyes, his lips and nose were so architecturally made. He looked really young to be a teacher. He was putting on a T-shirt and a pair of jeans. His muscled body made his clothes fitted to him. He should be a 6'4 cause he was quite tall.

I still can't remember seeing him before.

While still assessing him, our eyes met. Something ran through me as our eyes made contact. Staring at his eyes was like getting lost in an ocean.

"Sir, don't you look too young to be a teacher?" A girl asked making him break eye contact with me.

What was that? It felt like I was in a trance. Focus Rebecca, this is not what you came for.

"That is true, I'm 23, let's just say I finished early" he replied.

"He's hot and young" the girl behind me whispered again to her friend.

Cue eye roll.

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