Throughout the rest of my morning classes, I couldn't stop thinking of our conversation with Mr. Wilson. I was more convinced now than ever that he was a werewolf. But what were we going to do about it? We couldn't let him slaughter the whole town over Halloween, but we couldn't kill him either.
I decided to wait until lunch to see if anyone had any ideas.
The rest of my morning classes seemed to drag on until lunch. But soon, the bell rang, and I hurried to the cafeteria.
"Can you believe Mr. Wilson?" Michelle asked, meeting me outside the cafeteria.
"Ssshhh!" I looked around to make sure no one was listening. "Yeah, we have to talk about it with everyone." We quickly got in line. I looked across the cafeteria and Dakota and Micah were already sitting at our usual table. "How do they do that?"
"Do what?" Michelle looked over to see what I was talking about.
I shook my head in disbelief. "They always get here before us."
Michelle chuckled. "I guess they're quicker."
