Abigail's p.o.v;
When I walked into the class, I saw seniors talking to the class members about something. One of the seniors told me, "Come in, we're discussing the club's. Have a seat and listen."While I was walking to my desk, Mike gave me a thumbs up and teased me.I sat down at my desk and saw these seniors standing in front of the class. After me, some students walked in. Seeing them, The senior who talked to me earlier said, "Is everyone here?"Lucian, who's the class representative, stood up from his place and took a look at us and informed the senior that everyone's here.The senior who let me inside the class earlier announced, "Since everyone's here, I'll explain about the club's which are offered to your class. First of all, I'm Sebastian, your senior. And this is Zoe and Dylan. There are film clubs, cooking clubs, foreign language clubs, swimming, photography clubs, art history clubs, and the Red cross. You can come forward and give your name to the seniors who're standing beside me. If you like to join the film club, you can give your names to me. One wants to join foreign language, go to zoe. For photography, go to Dylan. For other clubs, since those club representatives are not here, you can give your names to me as well. I'll take it down and give your names to them."While I was thinking about a club, Emma told me to join the film club. Since I want to be in a crowd, I told her I'm joining the photography club after seeing fewer people give their names for the club.Once they're done taking everyone's names, seniors leave the class after getting scolded by Mr Hill for taking his time.Once the class got dismissed, Emma walked out of the class without asking me to tag along with her. Maybe she's upset about me joining a different club.Luna asked, "I'm in a photography club too.""Oh, okay."I walked out of the class and headed to the cafeteria.I saw Nova while I was on the way to the cafeteria. She was looking for something in the locker room. When she found what she had been searching for she gave it a hug and went back into class. I think that's the first time I've seen her smile like that, she has always been so serious. She smiles too.When I entered the cafeteria, I saw Emma talking with her group of friends. I could see that they were all laughing at something she said. They seemed to be having a lot of fun. After sitting at the corner table, I started eating my lunch when she looked up from the table. The smile slowly fell off of her face when she saw me.After finishing my lunch, I exited the cafeteria. It was getting pretty crowded today, so everyone was moving at a fast pace to get out of here before there were any more people inside.The bell signalling the time for next class, everyone quickly made their way to their respective classes. Some students even left without saying goodbye because of some reason.Emma walked over to me. "Hey Abby!""Hey Emma?" I answered.She smiled again and replied "Did you enjoy your lunch?""It was okay i guess." I said. "What about you? Did you finish yours already?""Yeah i did"We continued walking down the hallway, until we reached my locker.She said, "I'm okay with you joining the photography club."After some time, we parted ways to our classes. I didn't think she would come speak with me about the club after she ignored me.While I was walking to my class, a guy stood in my way. When I take a look at his face, he's one of the seniors who came to my class in the morning."You're Abigail right?"I nodded at him."I need help from you. Can you do it?""Yeah?"He handed me a paper saying, "Can you hand over this to the representative of senior high, Aiden? I looked for the club members but I couldn't find them anywhere. Don't forget to give this to him."I nodded to him and asked around for Aiden's class and walked to it.After a while, I found Aiden's class. I entered the class to look for him but got stunned after seeing the class filled with tall boys and girls.( Werewolves looks taller than average people when they're in human form )I think this class is full of werewolves. I don't have any other choice. When I stepped in, I felt everyone's eyes on me. After many struggles, I asked one of the girls about Aiden. She said he went to his club. After thanking her, I walked to the cooking club.After searching for twenty minutes, I found where the cooking club is. After i joined this school, i learnt one thing that you should know where the classes are or going to walk in circles. Because the cooking club was right above his class but I strolled around the building.When I was about to enter the club, I heard the people inside talking about their special abilities. I stood near the door to hear what Aiden's special abilities are.Someone, "After I got my special abilities, I thought I could be praised by everyone like Daniel but my expectations crumbled when I got a jump start as my ability. I do not dislike it but whenever I do that, people around me get hurt because of the windpowere caused by it."I heard Aiden's voice, "Then you must practice it where there are no people.""But I'm glad that I didn't get what Aiden had." And laughed at him.'What do they mean by that? What ability does Aiden have?'Another guy said, "Because of his ability he couldn't even get a girlfriend. At Least he should shut his mouth, if he wanted a girlfriend." And laughed again.'Are they really his friends? Aren't they going over their limits? Whatever the ability is, do they have to say it like that?'When another person was about to talk, Aiden closed his mouth with his hands and shouted, "Who's standing over there?"'How did he see me? Does his special ability see through walls?'Aiden shouted again, "Seeing through walls isn't my special ability but mind reading is. I can hear your thoughts. Who are you? Come outside."When I stepped into the class, Aiden had a surprised expression on his face. I walked to them and said, "I'm sorry for eavesdropping." I gave the paper to Aiden while saying, "Sebastian asked me to give this to you. It has the names of our class members joining the cooking club."He nodded and looked at the names list and asked me, "Which club did you join in?""Photography club. I like taking pictures."He gave a nod and said, "You can go back to your class now."'Avoid these kinds of friendships. Very bad influence.'He let out a laugh after reading what I thought in my mind.I smiled at him and walked out of the class while thinking, 'Since you mindread, I don't have to find excuses to talk to you anymore. And, please forget when I said cute.'He shouted from inside the club, "I won't!"I ran away from that place after getting shy. While I was running, I bumped into Mike and we both fell down on the floor. The students stopped walking and started taking pictures of us while we're on the floor. I stood up quickly off the floor and when I was about to leave, he said, "My shirt got dirty because of some low life." And brushed off his shirt. Everyone laughed at me while i was walking away from him. Girls surrounded him and offered help.When I was about to get mad at him, I remembered the past and stopped myself from shouting at a werewolf as a human and walked away like I heard nothing. But I thought of Aiden. Aiden is also a werewolves but I don't feel rage or disgust towards him except for a good feeling. I'm getting more and more confused.While i was travelling in the bus to my house, i saw Mike getting on the bus.He took a seat behind me and said, "I thought you left when I couldn't find you at the bus terminal."I didn't reply to him and remained silent.He tucked my hair behind my ear while asking, "Are you listening to something?"I turned my head to the window and looked outside."What happened to you? Why are you behaving like this?"I showed him the pictures of us which were circling around the school page.He said, "Are you worried about this? This will change after something new happens.""I'm not worried about this but the words spoken by you. Am I looking like a low life to you? Your friends weren't around. Do you have to say it like that?""Everyone was looking at me. I can't let down my guard to a human like that."When my stop came, i got down and started walking to my house.Even though i got bullied and hurted a lot in the past, I hate myself for not getting used to it completely.Abigail's p.o.v;After a year, I moved to Beacon hills along with Mike to study college together with him. We were both accepted into the University of Washington, and we started our life together as a couple there. He was very supportive, making sure that I didn't want to change my major, or make any new friends. Mike is an incredibly supportive person and helped me find my niche in life when I needed it most.We were happily engaged after five years. Our relationship was strong and healthy, and I love him so much it hurts sometimes but I'm so thankful that he's there for me and supports me in ways no one else can. I love him so much it makes me feel like I'll explode if I try to say it to his face.Our wedding anniversary is coming up, which is why I'm writing this journal instead of going on another date at night. As you can see from the last entry, my engagement ring and ring are on display at home for all to see as well as the picture that accompanied this entry.The next time a
Abigail's p.o.v;Mike, "How can you be so sure about it? aren't you the one who said it's a werewolf than why are you changing it now?""Because the murders occurred here are only humans not a werewolf.""What about my brother? he's a werewolf too.""Think about his special ability. it's mindreading. what if he founded the murderer with his special ability? When i got to the scene, he was already stabbed by that murderer, right? it's like he knows everything about them and when they kill their victims he can see it in his head."The room had gone silent. Mike thought for awhile, but couldn't come up with anything else, he looked at me and asked "why would he do that though? i mean the police will never get evidence against him since the killer is human and they don't have supernatural powers." Mike knew I didn' t have an answer for that so we went back to our previous argument from before. It's been 3 weeks now and there still hasn't been any clues. i continued, "I have another poin
Abigail's p.o.v;Lucas called me for the investigation about one of my cases, which was weird and not typical at all, but I did ask him why he was calling me about it instead of his sister, who I'm pretty sure was a cop in training, and he didn't have an explanation, but then again, we' weren't close enough to have that many secrets from each other anyway. And then I went on and told her what had happened. She wanted details, so we talked for hours until she decided she couldn't handle more than two seconds longer. When we said goodbye after the call she told me she thought Lucas was in love with someone else (which, like, no, Lucas has absolutely no chance), and that was when I realised Lucas is actually gay.I think I've already told you this because you're going to find out sooner or later anyway, but I haven't mentioned that I know Lucas isn't straight to anyone but my best friend Emma and I don't want any of them to get hurt, especially since they've been through enough with the
Abigail's p.o.v;I sigh as I put my phone back down on the kitchen island, not really in the mood to type anything else that day. There has been a lull in the rain for almost two weeks and I don't mind taking advantage of it. My dad has been spending less time at home these days anyway. Ever since he started getting involved with his new job, and then got offered an opening elsewhere. It wasn't easy but he had managed to do both, without much of a hitch. He still hasn't told me what it is yet though, nor where he plans on going after it either. And that's something I'm trying very hard not to ask about. It's only been a month, and there are so many questions I have that I want to ask him. But I can' t bring myself to just ask them, and risk him leaving again. We're good right now, or we will be when things calm down some more. Right now all I know is that he feels a little guilty about it, and wants to get back to his routine as soon as possible. So he has been staying longer than pl
Abigail's p.o.v;It had only been a few weeks since my first day of school, but already there was so much I didn't know. My mother would be here in an hour and she'd have to go to work and she'd probably call around to tell me where to be and what time I need to get back home and who' s waiting outside at the curb. It all sounds like too much for me, especially in such a short period of time, but Mrs. Mills is very nice and has explained that we are going to make sure I'm comfortable, even if it might not seem like it right now. And it isn' t just her teaching that makes my mom worry – she's also working as the teacher of this elementary school, which means that she is constantly on top of me and always checking in with me. She doesn' t know why my dad left, she doesn' t know how bad things got between him and Mr. Williams, but I' m sure that if she did, she wouldn' t worry as much about me. That' s not to say my parents are not good parents, but they' re a little bit overprotective s
Abigail's p.o.v;“Alright, guys. Here’s the plan. It's a simple matter really, all you have to do is follow my directions. I will be in charge of directing, and you are free to listen to any orders that you would like to receive from me or any other person. Any questions?”I felt my cheeks heat up as I listened to what the others were saying. The whole time we had been here, the only reason why I was allowed to join was so that I could “get out of their way and let them get on with whatever they were doing”.The fact that I actually agreed on this whole thing was because I knew that if I didn't, then I would just end up being left behind. And I wasn' about to lose everything that I had worked for.That said, now it appeared that there was a possibility that I might be able to enjoy myself. Or at least, I could try to. The only issue would be finding my own way around since, even though I did know how to get from point A to point B, I hadn' really seen anything else besides the kitchen