"All students report to the auditorium, I repeat all
students," the school announcement blared through the
speakers as the students scrambled their way through the
halls, heading towards the gymnasium which the sch0ol
used as their auditorium.
"Lily c'mon! We have to go there now," I giggled as she
made a face at me tugging me back towards her.
"No, Elina! Its a trap! They're going to suck out our brains,
and steal our knowledge!" Lily cried in fake worry as she
hugged my arm and leaned into me.
"Knowledge? That's a pretty big word for you, isn't it
Lily?" I teased as she rolled her eyes and started walking
with me down the hall.
"Sorry, not everyone can be a whiz at maths," she
mumbled as I slapped her arm.
"Hey! Werewolves are supposed to get numbers, it just
comes naturally!"
After giving me one last look, Lily and I giggled as we
walked up to the main doors of the gymnasium. Just as
I was going to reach out to pull the door, to our utter
shock, it swung open and revealed a very angry looking
Ms Mavel
"Oh! What a surprise, Elina and Lily. And why are you
two young ladies wondering around the halls when you
should be in there?" She said gesturing towards the room
that the now open double doors displayed. Her eyes were
narrowed and her white messy hair was more disheveled
than ever as various strands escaped her tight bun.
"Ms Mavel!l" Lily said smiling widely, "-you see, I seem to
have the stomach bug and Elina over here was simply
helping me return from the nurses office," Lily lied
smoothly as she gave me a grateful smile and softly
patted my head to add to her little act of innocence.
However Ms Mavel wasn't believing a word Lily was
saying as she stared at her with a blank look.
"Werewolves don't get the stomach bug Lily," the old
woman deadpanned as she began to tap her foot onto the
floor repeatedly in impatience.
"What? Werewolf?" I asked in astonishment, "-who said
anything about Lily being a Werewolf? No, shes the
daughter of satan and something went wrong with her
birth.
You see, her mum was half fertile so shes not
exactly a Werewolf,"I paused, my lips in a thin line as I
looked up at Ms Mavel who was looking back at me with
wide eyes.
"So like I was saying. I've got the stomach bug." Lily
finished unfazed.
Ms Mavel seemed to freeze for a second. She carefully
and cautiously eyed Lily before her eyes slowly trailed
back to mine.
"I don't have time for this!" She suddenly said, "-just, get
in there! Now!" Ms Mavel said raising her voice.
Once she spun around and her back was successfully
facing us, I turned my head towards Lily and shared a
smirk with her that said; 'Yes! No detention!"
We quietly made our way inside and stood behind the
mob of students who jumped up and down in excitement.
It was clear everyone in here wanted to be chosen. To bad
the school would only pick one student who'd be sent to
the official Werewolf Committee. Rarely anyone gets to
meet or even see the high class society of wolves.
Only if your born in a family of wealth or lucky enough to be
chosen to go on a scholarship to graduate on your last
year. Its like their own parliament.
"We all know why we are gathered here today," the
principal spoke into the microphone as he fixed up his
tie, and cleared his throat.
"The student we have chosen this year has all the
qualities the Werewolf Committee is looking for.
Confidence," he said looking around as the crowd fiddled
nervously with their fingers while Lily and I snickered at
them.
"Academic," he said glancing down at the notes in his
hands.
"Athletic,"
"Who do you think it'll be?" Lily whispered as she kept
her eyes glued to the principal to avoid making it obvious
she was whispering to me.
"T'm thinking Ashley," I said looking at Ashley who stood
up straight as she played with her blonde hair looking as
confident as ever.
"Ambitious,"
"And last but not least, compassionate."
Once the principal finished listing this years qualities, the
crowds buzz awoke and everyone rubbed their hands
together in anticipation as they gave each other wistful
looks.
"And the person who will be leaving tonight as Constant
High's Scholarship graduate is," he paused, looking
around the crowd. His eyes suddenly found mine and he
held eye contact. My eyebrows immediately raised.
"Elina Weitzel."