We get to school in no time and I try to not get a panic attack at the sight of the tall buildings, for the first time since I left in a not so hot way I let myself think about school again.
I hadn't seen Tyrone ever since the incident at the Spring Dance and I know that no one else would bring up his name unless I asked.
That was fine by me, although I have to admit, I'm more than a little curious and I didn't want to bump into him again.
We bump into Dale who isn't as reserved as Virgil and doesn't hesistate to swoop me in a hug, kissing my cheek which reddens instantly.
We go for the usual orientation at the start of every new year and I note that like half of the entire school are totally new people, even the teachers are different.
How many people had actually moved out during the wave of rabid Werewolves?
