Leo
After the lovely conversation I had with my sister, I started to remember Astrid, and more specifically, why my sister had a vendetta against her. I didn’t like her at all still, due to our past with her, I just didn’t want to be anywhere near her; My sister, on the other hand, wanted to have her either banished from anywhere our Pack had influence, or fight her. I couldn’t blame her though, in my opinion, Astrid wasn’t even worth our time at this point, but I wasn’t going to tell my sister what to do; The last time I tried to do that, I ended up in charge of both of our chores and more, with my father lecturing me on how it wasn’t my job to order her around.
“Hey, Leo,” Ajax, another member of the football team, said as he caught up to me “You heading to the gym?”
“Me? No, I’m going to go turn myself in for grand larceny. I accidentally stole a pencil sharpener from the main office, and I’m too lazy to return it,” I said as I continued making my way towards the gym.
“Your sarcasm never ends, does it? Could you give this to the coach for me? I’ve got to go help a friend find his next class,” He said as he handed me a form, most likely the sign-up form for the football season.
“No problem, what’s the class your friend is looking for? We both know I know these halls better than you, any day of the week.”
“He’s looking-”
“Writer’s Workshop,” A voice said from behind Ajax, it was that kid from my first hour, only now I had a better look at him and I could honestly agree with what Jocelyn was talking about earlier.
“Oh, yeah, Writer’s Workshop is in room 31 downstairs. Ajax, you know where that is?”
“Yeah, yeah I remember the room; Thank you, Leo,” He said before ushering the other dude away towards the stairwell.
I made a mental note to talk to Jocelyn about the dude later and carried on towards gym class. I handed Ajax’s note to the coach before sitting down on the bleachers and half-heartedly listening to the coach as he explained everything. I only took gym because, one, it was necessary to graduate, and two, it would give me something to do when I was riled up or had excess energy. The coach continued lecturing about how the grades worked and reminded everyone that they needed to take their gym clothes home every week to keep them washed. After what seemed like an hour's worth of lecturing, he dismissed us and brought out some basketballs, and frisbees, and said that today would be a ‘free day’.
“So long as you’re doing something, even if it’s just walking around the gym, you’ll get your points for the day,” He said before calling me over to him, “Thank you for bringing me Ajax’s form, are you going to be doing football again this year, or no?”
“I’m thinking about it, Coach,” I said as I followed him around the court, “I’ll be honest, as fun as it’s been the last couple of years, it’s getting boring.”
“Oh really? Why do you think that is?”
“With your coaching style, Blood Moon’s football team is only getting better each year; But, what’s the point of me playing if every time I do it’s a cakewalk?”
“I’d like to hear you say that to a college football player, Leo,” He said as we passed one of the basketball hoops, “They’d do to you what you do to every team you’ve gone up against thus far. The only way that Blood Moon keeps our track record like it’s been is by not getting ahead of ourselves and keeping our training going. If it’s getting too easy for you, I’ll crank it up a notch for you.”
“Thank you, Coach, it’s good to know you still enjoy torturing me,” I said through a chuckle before grabbing a basketball and joining a couple of my friends on the court.
We shot hoops for the rest of Gym class until the bell rang, when some of my peers went to their next class, I left to meet up with my sister to go get lunch. The fourth hour was lunch period for us, seeing as we had enough credits to have some of our class periods free, we would usually just meet up near the entrance to the school before leaving to grab something to eat; Afterwards, we’d just wait in the parking lot until Fifth hour started, where we’d head to our respective classes.
“Hey Bro, how was Gym?” Jocelyn said as she walked over to where I was sitting.
“Not bad, how was Bio for ya? Astrid give you any trouble?”
“No, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t want to hit her with one of our textbooks,” She said as we left the building towards her car.
“Why am I not surprised? Even if I am the bruiser of the family, you always did want to fight her after her lies,” I said before getting in the passenger seat, “I saw your buddy earlier, by the way, Ajax was helping him find one of his classes. You were right, there’s something different about him.”
“I told you, I’m not fucking crazy, Leo,” She said as we pulled out of the parking lot heading towards a burger place we usually went to for lunch, “There’s something special about him, I just can’t put my finger on it yet; I will though even if it’s the last thing I do.”
“I have no doubt, Sis, just don’t shut me out this time. I’d appreciate it if you’d keep me in the loop on what you learn,” I said as we pulled up for food, the last time my sister was in this detective mode, she didn’t talk to me for a week and I’d rather not have that happen again, “As much as you may get on my nerves, you are my sister, keep that in mind, won’t you?”
“I solemnly swear I won’t shut you out, so long as you swear you won’t be an idiot.”
Jocelyn The last thing I was expecting, going into my third-period class, was to get a panicked text from my brother. Even less than that was for me to read the names, Astrid and Mason, in that exact text, making me walk into my next class with one of the fakest smiles I've ever worn. The third period usually was the class that went by the quickest, and held my attention the best, however, with the text from my brother my mind was wandering. Before the class started, I opened my phone to re-read the text and respond to my brother so he knew I had read what he said. 'I've got good news and bad news for you sis, good news is I told Mason our theory on who he is to us...The bad news is that on my way to Gym, Astrid caught up with me and asked about him.' 'This wasn't the best thing to hear going into an English class, we'll talk during lunch, wish me luck at not having a mental breakdown.' 'Good luck, Sis,
Leo I still have no idea if there's a word to describe the amount of regret I felt when I saw Mason's face shift. What started with him looking like he was curious about my answer shifted to him looking terrified and even more confused than before. I immediately wished I hadn't told him anything and left the talking to Jocelyn, she was a bit better with words than I was. He looked like he was questioning his entire reality before he opened his mouth again. "What do you mean 'You didn't even know would be a possibility? And explain more, please," He said with a mild stammer. "We didn't know it was possible for two wolves to share or have the same mate, we were told our entire lives that it was a one-to-one type deal. As far as the explanation, I can only wish you good luck in getting one, we still don't know if Jocelyn's hunch is true or not." "So it's just a hunch? You'd think that you'd know if I was that important to you two." "You'd think, but we have no clue, ev
Mason "She did what now?!" "I'm going to take that as a no," Leo said through a low chuckle to avoid ticking off the teacher, "She told me that it was okay, even though I don't entirely have a reason to have it." "I didn't understand why she even wanted it in the first place, I said it before and I'll say it again, I'm a nobody from nowhere and I'd like to keep it that way." "Look, I'm sorry to say this but good luck with that, you've got my sister's attention and some of mine, somehow, and that isn't something easily given away." "And here I thought I'd have a normal school year," I groaned aloud before returning to my writing. Even if I spent a good chunk of my classes writing stories or doodling in my notebook, I managed to pass all my previous schools with mostly Bs and Cs. My father never cared about my grades, so long as I was in school and not bothering him he didn't seem to care, whereas my M
Mason I woke up the next day early enough in the morning that the sun hadn't started rising, and went downstairs to grab some breakfast. Mom was getting her lunch set up as I got there, she hugged me and wished me good luck at school before leaving for work, and I grabbed a couple of granola bars before walking out to the bus stop. I had my earbuds in listening to music while waiting for the bus when my phone buzzed, taking it out of my pocket the notification was a text from Jocelyn.'We'll see you at class, Leo says hi.''Tell the hulking sheepdog I said hello.''I showed him your calling him a hulking sheepdog and I couldn't describe the look of confusion on his face even if I wanted to.' I put my phone away as the bus pulled up to the bus stop and got on before taking a seat in the back. I had always sat away from other people at the previous schools I attended, I didn't like social inte
Mason After talking to Jocelyn and giving her my phone number, I caught back up with my mom as she gathered food for the week. We were getting stuff to make chimichangas and guacamole, snack foods, and some sodas before heading to the front to check out. Mom kept asking me questions about how school went and what I thought of the school as we checked out. We got out to the car and I loaded the groceries in the back before sitting down in the passenger seat when my mom gave me a look. "So, are you going to tell me who that girl was that you were talking to? Or is this going to be one of those things that we silently acknowledge?" "I should've known you would've seen her," I said through a nervous chuckle at her comment, "I don't even know how to explain it, Ma. I was told by a friend that I met on the bus that I should try and avoid them altogether, they own the school or something." "They must b
Leo "Would you believe me if I told you I had no idea?" "Considering that she was just standing beside you?" Dad said with an eyebrow raised, "No, no I would not. Where'd she run off to?" "Up that aisle to go talk to someone," I said while pointing up the aisle that Jocelyn ran up, "Though I couldn't advise going up there, you might embarrass her and all that jazz." "Goddess knows I would be just heartbroken if I embarrassed my daughter," He said as we continued shopping, "Do you know who she's talking to?" "It's the guy she was talking about from our school." "If she went to go talk to him, why didn't you join her? Does he make you shy or something?" I looked at my dad in disbelief that he thought that was a possibility, and resisted the urge to roll my eyes. We continued through the store, picking up some snacks and food for dinner the next few days; Before long, Jocelyn caught back up with us carr