ADRENALINE PUMPS through my veins as I stumble through the growth, my boots smashing leaves underneath.
Briars prick at my skin as I pursue the beast deeper into the woods, the dark creature only paces away from me.
I scramble for my gun, shouting for my sister Jane to back me up as he dashes deeper into the trees.
"Jane, hurry the fuck up!" I hiss, skidding to a halt to aim my gun at the creature, "I'm taking the—fuck!"
With a loud gasp, I'm thrown into the bushes by a large beast. It growls, spitting slobber on my face. Its red eyes glow with anger, mad that I would dare try to hunt one of its own pack members.
"Alpha," I growl, scrambling to my feet and drawing out a blade. The animal slashes at me, and I dive underneath it, slamming my foot into a hard …show more content…
Ferriday, your World Religions and Mythology teacher for the year." She smiles dazzlingly, white teeth blinding in the morning light. "I'm happy to see that so many of you are taking this elective! Religion and mythology can be as exciting and interesting as any other class."
A loud buzz startles me, making me drop my pencil on the ground.
Stiles snickers from over next to me, grabbing his phone and checking the notification.
[9:17] scott m.— he'll meet us at deatons after school
"Young man in the back," Ms. Ferriday calls out sternly, "I'd rather you not have your phone out in class."
"Sorry, my bad!" He waves his phone in the air sheepishly before stuffing it in his jeans once more. "I'm having an emergency with my pet dog!"
She rolls her eyes before turning back to write something down on the board.
By the time class is over, I've already had enough of the hyperactive boy to last me a lifetime. I book it out of the room, searching for my next class when I run into someone.
"Ow, fuck!"
I land flat on my ass, the ankle that I injured the night before twisting under the pressure of the fall. My bag luckily doesn't spill open, but I'm still sitting in the middle of the hall like an
Briars prick at my skin as I pursue the beast deeper into the woods, the dark creature only paces away from me.
I scramble for my gun, shouting for my sister Jane to back me up as he dashes deeper into the trees.
"Jane, hurry the fuck up!" I hiss, skidding to a halt to aim my gun at the creature, "I'm taking the—fuck!"
With a loud gasp, I'm thrown into the bushes by a large beast. It growls, spitting slobber on my face. Its red eyes glow with anger, mad that I would dare try to hunt one of its own pack members.
"Alpha," I growl, scrambling to my feet and drawing out a blade. The animal slashes at me, and I dive underneath it, slamming my foot into a hard …show more content…
Ferriday, your World Religions and Mythology teacher for the year." She smiles dazzlingly, white teeth blinding in the morning light. "I'm happy to see that so many of you are taking this elective! Religion and mythology can be as exciting and interesting as any other class."
A loud buzz startles me, making me drop my pencil on the ground.
Stiles snickers from over next to me, grabbing his phone and checking the notification.
[9:17] scott m.— he'll meet us at deatons after school
"Young man in the back," Ms. Ferriday calls out sternly, "I'd rather you not have your phone out in class."
"Sorry, my bad!" He waves his phone in the air sheepishly before stuffing it in his jeans once more. "I'm having an emergency with my pet dog!"
She rolls her eyes before turning back to write something down on the board.
By the time class is over, I've already had enough of the hyperactive boy to last me a lifetime. I book it out of the room, searching for my next class when I run into someone.
"Ow, fuck!"
I land flat on my ass, the ankle that I injured the night before twisting under the pressure of the fall. My bag luckily doesn't spill open, but I'm still sitting in the middle of the hall like an