Rebecca
Sleeping for only four hours before school is something I don't need to repeat. I'm tired as hell after my first class.
I'm standing in line inside the cafeteria to grab food. Laughter and loud voices fill the air. It adds to my tiredness.
Why is everyone so chirpy?
A yawn leaves my lips as I follow the herd.
My eyes tiredly scan my surroundings, landing on a table filled with werewolves.
William is among them. He smiles at me but quickly seems to remember himself and averts his eyes. My heart falters. I told him to stay away from me, yet I want him to keep... Looking at me, I guess?
I like his attention and the flooding warmth I feel around him. It was fun talking to him on the phone.
But who knows—maybe William is only playing mind games with me or something over text m
