I sat on the chair opposite the window, reminiscing about the kiss with the prince. No matter how much I tried to forget it, it kept on coming to mind over and over again. My heart would beat widely beneath my chest and I would be hopping every time. A knock sounded on the door and I hopped towards it. I hummed mum's favourite tune that she uses whenever she's cooking in the kitchen. When I opened the door, Mason stood before me in the flesh. He was breathing hard and his eyes were furrowed, glaring at me. “Where's my mate?” he growled.        His breath came in small puff and yet he tried to catch my scent. I knew that he was because he kept trying to inhale the air around me. Within myself, I spoke a magic spell and threw him off the porch. The neighborhood was a residential area and I knew that he wouldn't risk the humans knowing by going wolf. I turned to go back into the house but I heard a loud growl. I turned around rea

During lunch, Avery approached me and sat opposite the bench I was sitting on. I ignored her and focused on my novel while taking a bite out of the sandwich I found in my bag. As much as we hate each other, Alee placed the sandwich wrapped in an aluminum foil in my bag with fried plantain chips and a strawberry canned drink. She's eating the same thing as me but I guess her boyfriend bought her food from the cafeteria because she had a tray of food in front of her as well.“So, missing your twin?” Avery said. She has pink highlights instead of purple and she dressed like an overgrown toddler. She had her hair in pigtails and she wore a pink miniskirt paired with knee-length pink boots and a handless pink and white vest under a pink leather jacket. She has on bright pink lipstick but her overall makeup was simple. She wore bangles on her left arm and a pink watch on her right. If I want to describe her, I would call her a pink barbie doll but of course, barbie dolls are usua

The air was really suffocating. I could hardly swallow my sandwich and Alee was eating awkwardly. She was gripping her spoon while trying to sip a strawberry. I'm sure she doesn't know that she had a strawberry on her spoon but she smiled at me. I smiled back at her and tried to swallow the hard piece of bread mixed with various salads and orange marmalade. Emily was talking about something I lost interest in and Randy was nodding while backing up her mate. The others were as well and some guy clamped me on my back and said, “Right?” I nodded my head with an uneasy smile and turned back to my food. Mason held Alee's hand under the table while keeping an expressionless face. Overall, our table was noisy but uneasy and awkward at the same time. It started a week ago. Suddenly Randy and Emily sat with us on the same table. They didn't tell us why but neither of them paid any attention to me. They spoke amongst themselves and asked Mason or Alee questions if they wanted. But

Do I really smell like a wolf?That question has been on my mind since Mason and Alee mentioned it. Ever since then, I have been getting weird looks from the werewolves at the cafeteria. I heard the rumors that they spread about me. I was getting snugly with a dominant alpha werewolf after school thereby, polluting the air with his scent every morning. Either that or I must be trying to cover my scent from a powerful sorceress because I did something fishy like stealing a potion from her stash. The werewolves made up funny rumors about me but those rumors got funnier when the humans got a hold of them. Theirs were really ridiculous.I slept with teachers for my grades or because my twin had a boyfriend, I started sleeping around to make her feel jealous. That one was Avery's cook up. Whenever I came to school, it's either I hear the rumors or feel eyes follow me everywhere. I slumped on my chair in the classroom and stated loudly,“Things haven't been going my way ever since Alee star

“The full moon is upon us. Stripe down to your underwear. It would shred anyway when you transform.” she said, insensitive to what I was going through. “I won't look...” Alee said, “Mason won't either. Just do as she says.” “I'm not worried about either of you...” I said harshly, glaring at the woman. She raised a grey eyebrow at me and I uttered, harshly, “I'm worried about her.” She had an amused expression on her face while I spoke my mind. Then, like a sprinkler, she, suddenly, started laughing. “Darling, I've been alive for a really long time and I have never seen anyone make such a ridiculous suggestion. Besides, you have to get used to it. Would you prefer your enemies turn their backs while you stripe before morphing or would you rather shred your clothing and look for one later.” She had a point, I thought. This made it all the more annoying. I would have to get used to being a werewolf as naturally as I got used to my half dragon form and spells as a witch. But still,