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by Courtney Rene


  The same drill followed. We got up, picked out our books, and sat down. Mr. Staton continued to talk as we did so. "Read chapter one, and then complete the review questions at the end."

  I opened my book and did as we were told. "Man, this school sucks," I whispered out loud to no one in particular, but it felt good to say something. Mr. Staton resumed his place at the front of the room behind his paper and that was that. He was awful as a teacher. How long had he checked out and not been teaching? He assigned busy work. Then ignored us the rest of the period.

  The guy directly in front of me, half turned in his chair and said under his breath, "It will be better tomorrow. Mrs. Smith comes in on Tuesdays."

  "Mrs. Smith?" I whispered back, but the boy had turned back around and didn't respond. I checked him out. He was tall. I could tell by the way his legs sprawled out in front of him all the way through the other side of the desk. He was thin. Maybe a bit on the skinny side, and like all the others in the class, he had dark hair. His was long and shaggy around his face though. Maybe it had a slight bit of curl along the edges. I couldn't tell from where I was sitting for sure, but maybe there was a hint of it.

  I started to work on the chapter and was thankfully able to finish the review questions at the end before the bell rang. I piled my history stack with my math stack and quickly stood. I stepped in front of the boy that had spoken to me and tried again. "Who is Mrs. Smith?"

  He glanced at me then quickly looked down to the floor again.

  I tried again, "I don't really bite, you know." Well not in human form anyway.

  He didn't look at me, but he did answer. He said, "Mrs. Smith comes in on Tuesdays and Thursdays to teach. Mr. Staton is Mondays and Wednesday."

  I waited for more, but that was all he offered willingly. "Okay, so who comes in on Fridays?" Why did I even have to ask that question?

  "Mr. Griffin," he said, and that was all. He stepped around me and just about ran out of the room. The boy towered over me by at least two feet and probably outweighed me by eighty pounds, yet he was the scared one. Too weird.

  I still didn't even know his name. The school day was not going fantastic. I didn't leave the room. Instead, I just sat at my desk and waited for the next hour of hell to begin. I glanced at my schedule and saw that the next class was Human Studies. What the hell was Human Studies?

  Class began. Books were handed out. Assignments were given and another hour was underway. Human Studies was just what it sounded like. Apparently, it was the anatomy side, and as I flipped through the small book, I saw that it also had mental ideas and characteristics of humans.

  I tapped the guy in front of me on the shoulder and asked if we would have wolf studies too?

  "No," he said.

  "No? Why not?" I asked.

  "We don't need to study ourselves. We already know all there is to know."

  "Yes, you do. You guys don't know half of what we can do," I snapped and flopped back against my seat. "It's no wonder you all are still unbalanced and haven't joined with your wolves," I mumbled. I knew he heard me, though, because he did the quick glance and look away he'd been doing all morning.

  I stared at the back of his head for a minute then said, "What is your name?"

  "Shawn," he said.

  "Shawn what?" I asked.

  He looked at me again, but that time in disbelief. "Staton," he said with a hard tone laced in duh.

  "This is too weird." Did every single person have the last name of Staton? Really?

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