Chapter 13

Amy

"Good morning, my love!", i smile wide and bright as i watch my older son, Percy, drag himself down the stairs, rubbing the sleep off his eyes. I get so excited when i see them every morning, like I've missed them so much all night. He is eighteen and a half now, but that feeling is the same since he was a baby. Excited to have yet another day with him in my life!

"Morning, ma...", he replies, yawning. As he gets closer, he throws himself in my arms for a heavy, tight, bear hug. He is bigger than me and very strong for his age, looking really mean but he is the sweetest cuddler and the kindest of the four. "That smells delicious", he says, refocusing on the kitchen table and releasing me, while i try to regain my balance. He takes a plateful of eggs and bacon, and chooses carefully his pancakes, taking the browner ones.

Not long after, Hector bounces down the staircase. He skips some steps and swirls into the kitchen like he is floating on air. With his firm, thin, highly flexible and agile body, he can go around the house without stepping on the floor once. I know, because he had done it multiple times. A complete contrast to the first born, only eighteen months younger.

"Good morning, mother!", he smiles his huge, perfect smile, looking at me with his honey brown eyes. He leaps on the chair next to Percy, landing perfectly on the center but knocking his brother with his elbow.

"Can't you behave like a human and not like a monkey, for once?", Percy says, his mouth stuffed with food and his words barely understandable.

"I would say sorry, bro, but i am not, so i don't.", Hector smirks, waving indifferently to his brother while munching on a plain pancake.

"Stop you two!" , i say to them. It's only so early in the morning, where do they find the energy to nag each other every day? "I want you ready in twenty minutes, to get you to school. You start today, remember?"

I go upstairs to wake the other two. Sean and Milo. At fourteen and thirteen respectively, they have yet to reach their brothers in annoyance, but they are loyal to the goal. When i step in the one bedroom that they all currently share, i find them wide awake, playing with my things. They had drawn three concentric circles on the floor, and are seated on either side of them, both holding a candle .

"What are you doing? Why aren't you dressed and down for breakfast?" i say with stirness, my hands to my hips. I am trying very hard to hide my amusement.

"We are trying to summon the breakfast upstairs, mother, so we don't have to come", Milo smiles his innocent smile at me, Sean nodding in agreement. How can i be mad at them? I laugh and pull them in for a big, goodmorning hug.

"Sorry, babies, but it doesn't work like that.", i giggle, kissing both on their foreheads.

I get them ready to start our day, and we all head out. After i drop everyone at school, i stop by Henry's bakery to get some donuts and a coffee. As i enter the bakery, i see him on the counter, serving an old lady. I wave at him happily, but i am confused as to why i don't get the same reaction back. I don't remember having a fall out with him. As is my turn to order, i greet him again.

"Goodmorning, Henry!" i smile widely, all joyful and bouncy, as always. But something is clearly wrong. He starts sweating and avoids eye contact as much as he can.

"I'm sorry, Amy, i cannot serve you today. Out of coffee.", he says, rearranging the things on his counter, pretending to have work to do.

"Oh, ok, no coffee then. It's fine! Can i have six donuts?" i say again, testing the waters a bit more. I am not stupid, i only pretend to be.

"No, sorry, out of these too. Bye.", he says, not once looking at me. I say my goodbyes and leave. I am obviously confused as to what had happened but there is no point in asking him. Being like that now, i gather he wasn't willing to tell me anyhting. 

Weirdly enough, the same exact thing happened to the gas station and the Jack's supermarket. Not in the other two stores that i went, though. So, it was the werewolves that didn't want to do anything with me today. But why, i wonder...

Thomas had told me to expect people for help today. They all waited for school to open so they would have free time to come for assistance. However, considering what is happening all day, i am not expecting anyone of their lot to appear on my doorstep. I am currently scrapping the walls of the third bedroom, that will become Hektor's, trying hard to remove all the tapestry so i can clean the wall and paint it. I am almost done when i hear the front door open and close violently, while intense grumbling erupts in the lobby.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong?", i demand to know, hurrying downstairs to greet them. "Why are you here so early? I thought i had like an hour or so before i come pick you up." i try to clean my hands in a tainted cloth so i can hug them.

"School sucks!", Percy bursts out, almost in tears. He runs up straight to his room. It is not yet completed, but has the basic for survival- a bed, a desk and a closet. I follow him with my eyes and then before i have time to say anything more to anyone, they all scatter around the house, talking to themselves, throwing and kicking stuff around. I suppose they had the same day as i did.

And next day is no different. It's good that there are so many humans in the town, otherwise we would have to move out again. All the werewolves have banned us, and i can't understand why, since they don't seem really happy about it. The boys have it difficult at school, too. They have human friends but the werewolves are really popular and, having the popular kids turn their backs on them, is not very helpful. Highschool is hard enough as it is.