Wolf
CHAPTER 1
HISTORY IN THE MAKING
“What is the most common thing people mistake for werewolves?” asked Mr. Gardiner, but not to me.
Mr. Gardiner was our history teacher. He was the kind of teacher you never wanted to disappoint. Not because you would get in trouble, but because he was always so nice and understanding that you never wanted to see him sad.
“Come on, guys. No one wants to take a stab at it?” Everyone awkwardly pulled their fingers through their hair or pretended like they hadn’t heard the question. As if not even thinking, I blurted out, “The moon.” Mr. Gardiner, along with the whole class, turned to look at me. Oh, crap! Why did I open my big mouth?
“Could you please repeat that a little louder for the class, Mr. Johnson?” said Mr. Gardiner.
My mouth turned dry and I tried to swallow, but it felt like the more I swallowed, the dryer my mouth would be. I could feel my hands becoming sweaty, as I rubbed them together under the table.
“Um, uh. People mistake werewolves to only change during the full moon,” I rambled on. “But werewolves can change any time they want. Well, a grown werewolf can. Young werewolves change when their blood rises, like if they are angry or scared.”
By the end of my little speech, I was practically shaking. Even my blood was rising. My insides felt like someone had stuck their hand in and mucked up my bowels. Most of the class had turned back in their seats and resumed whatever the hell they were doing.
“How did you know all that? Mr. Johnson, have you been reading ahead?” said Mr. Gardiner, with a cheeky look in his eyes. I hadn’t even picked up the book. I smiled and waved my hand in a casual manner.
“Sure, ‘cause I have nothing better to do in my time,” I said, sarcastically of course. The girl next to me giggled and I smiled up at Mr. Gardiner. He walked over to the edge of his table and leaned back on it.
“Nonetheless, you are correct. However, the moon does make a werewolf much more powerful. But much more vulnerable.” Mr. Gardiner hid a pained expression from the class. Only I seemed to have noticed it. His eyes quickly flashed back to his usual happy-go-lucky self.
“How so?” asked a girl from the back.
“When a werewolf is changed during a full moon, they are powerful amongst their own kind. But weak to those who hunt them down. They become faster, stronger, and tougher.” Mr. Gardiner smiled and chuckled at something that must have been an inside joke.
“But how does that make them vulnerable? Wouldn’t they be much more powerful?” asked Darcy, a good friend of mine. Darcy was in pretty much all of my classes. He was usually the quiet type. But, lately, he has been speaking up louder and is a lot more comfortable around other people. He looked focused and seemed to be enjoying this subject a little too much. The grin on his face was wide, but he was still concentrating.
“The moon is so powerful that is controls the werewolf. So, in a way, they are puppets. I have read stories where a hunter has blocked out the moon and the werewolf was unable to see. Thus, making it easy pray,” Mr. Gardiner concluded.
“Who are the hunters?” I asked. Mr. Gardiner turned and looked me straight in the eye.
“Shape shifters. They can turn into one animal and one animal alone. The most dangerous: the panther. Just remember though, the human cannot turn into the werewolf. But the werewolf can turn into the human,” said Mr. Gardiner.
“These are just all myths, though. You don’t actually believe, do you?” asked Darcy.
“I don’t. But do you?” said Mr. Gardiner. He turned to give me a hard look. It was as if he was directly asking me the question, not just the whole class.
Mr. Gardiner turned to sit at his desk. I surveyed the room and noticed quite a lot of people glancing around. Some were scared, even terrified. Mr. Gardiner was definitely trying to scare us. The thing was, it was working.
Q1. How are werewolves different from regular wolves?
Q2. What is the only way to kill a werewolf during a full moon?
Q3. What is the Latin name for ‘werewolf’?
I wonder how many werewolves I could kill with a single silver bullet. Probably only one. I do have terrible aim. But I bet Leo, my best friend, could kill about seven with his bare hands. He’s a tough guy, but he isn’t bulky like the rest of the jocks at our school. But he’s definitely strong. Not even the biggest jock could go up against him. And he has these awesome purple eyes that do wonders to his shaggy brown hair. Oh god! I’m sounding all girly now. I don’t know what it is about Leo, though, that makes people think he’s weird. Just because he has dyslexia, doesn’t mean he’s any different from the rest of the guys in this shit hole. But he’s got courage, and plenty of it.
I looked around and saw a few people had answered the first question and were moving on to the next. I absentmindedly started scribbling on my page. Mr. Gardiner was staring at something on the wall. I looked to the place he was staring at and saw nothing interesting. It was only when I looked back at him, I realised he was thinking.
I slowly raised myself from my seat, bringing my blank sheet with me. When I reached the front desk, Mr. Gardiner had been released from his trance and gave me a warm smile.
“Are you finished, Mr. Johnson?” he asked kindly. I shook my head and his face screwed up in confusion.
“I don’t really understand how this is beneficial to our education, sir. And I’m not sure I understand the topic either,” I said, staring ahead at the blackboard. Mr. Gardiner turned in his chair to look where I was staring at. Déjà vu. He turned back with a sceptical look. Then, his face broke into a smile and he laughed. It was then my turn to be confused.
“But, Mr. Johnson, you have answered every question on the sheet. And correctly, I see.” He smiled and turned to correct my answers.
“Wait!” I said, snatching the sheet out of his hands. I looked down at the thin paper between my fingertips.
Q1. How are werewolves different from regular wolves?
Werewolves can turn into humans. Regular wolves cannot
Q2. What is the only way to kill a werewolf during a full moon?
Shot with a silver bullet
Q3. What is the Latin name for ‘werewolf’?
Lupus
Hey :P
It’s only been 3 months this time! Are you proud? Yeah, sure you are ;)
Anyway, lots has happened. I ditched all the guys I thought were my friends and now I’m pretty much boy-free :D THANK GOD!!!
I’m going to Scotland in exactly a week and then heading over to Sydney afterwards. So, I will be out of Melbourne for about 2 months :O
There isn’t much else. So, I shall leave you for now…
God bless you all,
Jimmy xoxo
The pros and cons of waking up early
Pro: I won’t be late for school
Con: normally I’m not late even when I’m on time
Pro: I have plenty of time to get ready, shower, etc.
Con: I’m not incredibly bored because I have nothing else to do
Pro: I’m really refreshed and ready to go get the day ^^ (cheesy, right??)
Con: I’m actually really really tired coz I got like 7 hours of sleep
Pro: I have enough time for breakfast (usually I don’t)
Con: I’m not even hungry
Pro: my room is clean IN THE MORNING :D
Con: which means it won’t be clean in the afternoon :(
The pros and cons of chocolate
Pro: it tastes so good
Con: once u’ve finished, u get rlly disappointed coz there’s none left :(
Pro: it looks good
Con: most of the time, it also looks fake
Pro: anti-depressants in it to make u happy
Con: how does that make u happy when u’ve eaten four blocks and ur fat?? “well at least I’m happy”
Pro: easily accessible
Con: it’s so easy that it’s less effort than lifting ur wand and saying “accio chocolate”
Pro: different flavours an taste and shit
Con: those different flavours make u want to try every flavor possible…and there’s a lot
Pro: it’s only $1 from the chocolate girls at school ;)
Con: u buy one almost every day (this isn’t rlly a con the fact that ur buying one every day and spending all ur money and then getting fat and happy on chocolate is actually quite AMAZING…but can be portrayed as bad)
The pros and cons of not going on tumble or 7 MONTHS :O
Pro: there’s so many new things
Con: there’s TOO MANY new things
Pro: everything is so up to date and different
Con: I’m not up to date yet :(
Pro: it’s so much easier to navigate on it now
Con: I DON’T KNOW WHERE EVERYTHING HAS GONE!!!!!!
Pro: tumblr has a lot more ppl on it these days
Con: I don’t actually KNOW many of these ppl
Pro: IM BACK
con: ur probs thinking…’oh joy! She’s back’ :/ (sarcasm…if u didn’t catch that)
truths <3
what is your best friend’s name? probs teema
how long have you been friends for? 2 years
do you have a boyfriend? nopee
who was your last text message from? tom
could you live without your computer? i could for a little while…not forever tho :P
facebook or myspace? facebook
do you like thunder & lightning storms? yes…the lightning is sooooooo cool :D
have you ever travelled out of the country? yeahh
has someone ever made you a scrapbook? no wayyy
what color is the room you are in right now? like a cream colour
is there a tv in the room your in? nope
have you ever had surgery? yess
if so; on what/why? had my tonsils removedd
do you regret something you’ve done this year? definitelyyy :\
do you have any pets? yes
are you on a desktop or a laptop? laptop xD
are you a morning or night type of person? night
are you easy to talk to? i guesss
whats your favorite number? 19
do you have a pool? at my sydney house :)
have you eaten dinner yet? no
are you hot or cold? hot
what’s your emotion? boredd and wet (was in the pool)
texting anyone? yes
listening to? open your heart/borderline ~ glee
whom are you closest to in your family? my nan
parents together or divorced? divorced (mum remarried)
siblings? 2 half-siblings
how many cousins do you have? 9
are you close to them? most of them i am :D
What goes up, must come down!
I haven’t posted anything for ages and I will start where it all began. The social! Thankyou Antoinette for your words of wisdom and I look forward to seeing you tomorrow!
I remember sitting in Period 6 at school, and everyone was talking. Things like “What am I going to wear?”, “Do you know any people from CGS?”, “My hair! What am I going to do with my hair?” and “I wonder if I’ll meet a hot guy there!” were echoing around the room. 8wods seems to always have science as the last period of the day. And Mrs. Ackermann always said we were the loudest class ever. But if she thought we were loud on a regular basis, then it must have been like a tornado in that room.
As we went down to our lockers, everyone was talking even louder than we could have imagined. It was as if we were already at the social. I remember talking to Rana and Charlie whom I had barely said “hello” to in my whole life. It was as if this event, socializing with guys and dancing to the loudest, most noisiest music ever, brought us together in some way that I can barely explain.
I went home with Pretashini and we spent the first hour just talking about what we were going to wear, our make-up, our hair and, most importantly, conversation starters. We laughed and had the time of our lives. She was my best friend and I loved her with all my heart. It’s too bad that things change so suddenly.
My mum took us and I vaguely remember the most embarrassing lecture from her ever. She was not just lecturing me, but Pretashini as well. She told us not to give away our numbers too quickly and not to go thinking that we had met Prince Charming or something. I remember Pretashini saying, “I don’t think we will meet Prince Charming. It’s more likely were gonna meet Darth Vader at this place!” That’s one I am gonna remember for a long time :P
I think I would have felt weird going to the social alone. I probably would have had no idea where to go. And I definitely was nervous, as pretty much everyone was. I scanned the crowd for my friends but I need not, for I knew exactly where they would be. I made my way to the back of the crowd and, funnily enough, there they were. My friends, Melissa, Clarissa, Antoinette, Linda, Teema and Linda Y. Everyone seemed to get there before us, which is explainable, for my mum was generally either late or right on time.
We had to wait a while, before we could actually go into the school. When it was finally our turn, we walked in, signed our names off and grabbed a slip of paper. This slip of paper had a name on it, and you had to find the match. Mine was Eleanor Roosevelt, wife to Theodore, a famous president of America. Surprisingly enough, I never found my match. But it would have made no difference if I had.
I split from my original group of friends and Teema, Melissa, and I made our way through the crowd, trying to find our matches. But they got tired, and started to be party-poopers, so I left them in the party-pooper-ness and went to see who was ready for a party (LOL that sounds really gay). Eventually, I found Darshana, Prisha and Jasmine, whom were my best friends last year. We made our way to the dance floor and got into one of those big groups. But some girls (not from Fintona) wore high heels and it wasn’t very nice when they stepped on our feet. So we made another group with just Fintona girls. But everyone was sorta getting a little distant and would just stand around and talk. But myself, Darshana, Prisha and Jasmine stayed on the dance floor and two guys came up to us and randomly started dancing with us. But the night was soon over and we all retreated to our warm, comfy beds.
Over the course of the next two weeks, I met a bunch of guys through facebook. And now they are probably the best guy friends I’ve ever had (primary school doesn’t count).
And hopefully, these friendships will continue for years to come, as have my friendships with the Fintona girls.
God bless you all
xxx
Jamie
OMG!!!
omg! i havnt been on tumblr for at least 2 weeks coz i hav had so much hw..im sure many can relate!! but now i am on and im not gonna say wat iv been doin 4 the past 2 weeks (ud probs die first anyway) so im just gonna say tht my life is sooooo much betr than it was a few weeks ago due to a certain someone tht antoinette knows about :P anyway, love u all and hope u had a gd weekend :)
jamie xx
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