Chapter 02 - Some People Are Nice... Some Are Not

The buildings felt very unfamiliar as if I have never set foot here before. Or maybe it was because today things were different, instead of quiet classrooms there were children today running down the corridors while others were crying outside.

This was going to be fun. I haven't taught for over 9 months, I really hope I still had my mojo.

I walked in the reception and the principal smiled at me, "Miss Bush... How are you this morning?"

I shifted my bag to my left hand and took my hand to shake his, "Principal.. I am great thanks and how are you?"

"great.. Let's go in so I can do the introductions. They honestly can't wait to meet you."

We walked in the staff room and all eyes were on us... Or should I say me...?

I scanned them all within seconds and then my eyes were back at the principal who was talking.

"... As we all know that we were in need of a 3rd grade teacher, we found her. Allison Bush is new in town and also here at school obviously.. So please make her feel at home.. And also show her around if you are able to. I'm sure she'll be happy to know more about Havana."

I sighed. God why was he advertising me like that. I didn't need to be showed around. I could do that very well alone... At night when people were not around.

I watched as he introduced everyone and then looked at me.

I gave them a small smiled," umh. Thank you principal, hello everyone. Like he said, I am Allison Bush and I'm new here... I want to honestly say I didn't get all the names, so please forgive me. I'll probably get them in a few days.. And thank you honestly for making me a part of the family."

They started clapping hands and smiling while coming to me to shake my hand. I smiled back and shook each and every hand that came my way.

The principal showed me my desk and then told me in 30 minutes it was assembly time.

Great... Then work started.

...

When it was 1:30 I was so done with work and needed my bed. I had almost forgotten how handful children were. God worse my 3rd graders.

"byeeee Miss Bush see you tomorrow." Kaycee said waving before exiting the classroom. I waved her off and packed my bag.

Not working far from home also meant I was going to take the 15 to 20 minute walk to my place, depending on how fast I was. Today I wasn't looking forward to the walk though.

But today was a little bit warm unlike the past few days has been cold. The weather in May was confusing, one moment you'd feel that it was winter but then the next it's a bit warm, confusing you.

I went to sign out in the office and met one of the teachers, "hey... How was your first day?" he asked and I shrugged, "not bad. I have a friend.. Kaycee.. And she's very smart."

"this world needs more people like that child. She is very kind." he said and I nodded my head a bit agreeing with him "that is true.. So I will see you tomorrow...?" I left my sentence short and looked at him.

He smiled a bit when he started to get it, "yes of course... Oh and it's Matt. You can call me Matt."

I winked, "Allison.. You can call me Allison."

He smiled and I left him there to actually go home. I needed to rest.

On my way home I made my way to the pub to try and look for one birdie, at least I knew what she looked like now, but she wasn't there again. I sighed feeling disappointed like all the days I've been here before and didn't find her.

Now that I knew what she looked like, I have been coming to this place so that I can talk to her, but it was like she disappeared since our last encounter. Of course I'd find her stupid friends there, if they even were her friends, but she wouldn't be anywhere in sight. That was slowly getting to me. I was so rude to her before. I wouldn't blame her if she didn't want to talk to me again.

I quickly made it back to my apartment and started cooking the second I got there. While I was in the middle I noticed that I didn't have two of my favorite ingredients. God... How could I not check everything before cooking?

I looked at the time and sighed since it was already nearing 6. The supermarket next to me closes exactly at six. I took my card and hurried out without even locking my apartment, I only needed some eggs and black pepper.

Wind hit me again and right now I could tell that winter was really about to start, it was getting colder and colder, but then again, it was not different for me because no matter what, I couldn't get cold.

I turned around the corner and was met with a hand on my neck that sooner pushed me right to wall. I hit my shoulder and knew that was going to hurt.

"give me money." a voice said from right on my neck.

I sighed and tried to move, "I don't have it."

"give me money!!" the voice demanded again pushing my neck harder against the cold building until the side of my face was even on the wall.

God I hated this so much. Being held at the back of my neck and being pinned against a wall while facing it. I couldn't even tell what the person looked like, but my sense of smell could smell the stupid cigarettes he had and how dirty he was by the awful body odor. Probably homeless from that gabbage smell.

"I swear I don't have it you can search me." I said again trying to move but he was actually strong.

My thoughts took me to when I was 14 years old... The first and last day where I fully turned where I found out what I really was and what I was told I was capable off.

I wondered if I would turn now what would he do? Die of a heart attack or just cry and run for his life...? I mean I turned into something very scary, something that my family said was the first and last in our bloodline. Something even they also couldn't explain.

"what the hell...!! Really dude? In day light...?" I heard a female voice say and then the hold on my neck started to loosen up a bit.

"don't even run... You don't want me to shoot you this time.." the voice said again and I felt myself go free but not fully because this guy didn't move from behind me, "I'm... I'm sorry. I'm just hungry.."

"what happened to asking nicely for food... There are nice people out here..." the female voice said sounding very close to us now and I stupidly thought I could make out who was talking. It was her...

"ma'am are you okay?" that one was coming straight at me.

Slowly I turned around and my heart skipped a bit when I noticed it was really her. She was now holding this guy and pinning him against the wall the same way he had me.

God she looked very good in her navy blue police uniform.

She lifted her head up to look at me, "ma'am are you o...." her sentence ran short when she actually noticed me. She definitely did notice me because her face suddenly changed, "you know what Casper... I take it back. Some people are not nice out here so don't ask just anyone... But buddy that still doesn't mean you should harass them."

Darn she was referring to me being a bitch to her. So she didn't forget about that even though it happened over two weeks ago??

I cleared my throat and moved my neck a bit," I... Yeah I'll be okay. My neck and shoulder hurt a little bit. "

"alright.. So you want to press charges?" she asked still holding him tight.

I looked at the guy she was holding and saw his torn clothes. I instantly felt bad for him then shook my head no, "no please don't... But if this happens again then you can. For now I think he should just have the talk."

"heard that Casper... Let's go have a talk." she said that and started walking away. But before she could, she looked at me, "careful out here. This world is full of people that are not nice at all." and then she walked away.

Stop her... Stop her... Stop her... My head was screaming that so bad I had no idea what to do.

"umh... Sorry... Hey... Can I talk to you." I finally managed to say and she turned around to see if I was talking to her and found me looking at her.

"please..." I said when she didn't say anything.

She sighed, "sorry... I'm working. If you don't want to press charges I have to talk to him and then make sure people are safe.." then she left to her car just like that.

I mentally hit my head and cursed a few times inside. So she was still mad. I looked at my hands and found them shaking a bit...and they had claws... Claws and not my nails. Goodness now? Right now really? I hated not being able to control anything about my body.

I knew I couldn't go to the shop anymore. Not with my hands looking like a monster is trying to come out. I quickly ran back to my apartment since I couldn't stay and try to convince the lady cop that I wanted to talk to her.

When I got back I went to take my book and started reading. At least this was going to calm me down and my hands wouldn't turn into one hairy thing. I couldn't, not where I was going to stay for a while.

I felt the wind blow in again and looked at the curtains as they slowly moved. It was a little bright outside. I stood up and went to see and my heart sank at the half moon that was on the sky.

This is why I couldn't control it, it was going to be a full moon soon. This was what I hated about myself. When I couldn't control what I was. But since that hasn't happened in 13 years. I had hope that it wouldn't just happen now.

But like every other year, at this point I would wish that my name wasn't my name. I would wish that I wasn't Allison Bush, the last air of the Bush who actually is the only one that turns into a full wolf on a full moon. I was trying to run from that and some other things.. But then again, you can't run away from yourself!!