Chapter 2: Friend or Foe?
After a weekend of nothing but recording, practice, fittings, and getting scolded by my manager, Monday finally came. Who likes Mondays? I happen to like Mondays. *sarcastic slow clap* Wow, how nice.
I stop arguing with Claw, and then head to my new classes. Now that all my classes have been moved, I can’t get pulled out of school anymore! So that’s why you all of a sudden started to like Mondays. Yeah, is there a problem with that? Well now you can’t fire Mr. Bossy. But, if he violates the contract I can.
From there I go through the day as normal, until free period.
I wanted to go to the music room to write my next song in private, but then I heard Angelica and her crew mock, “Oh where could that Kitty Moonshine look alike be?”
Then another one of them asked, “Could she be going towards the music room, trying to avoid us?”
They always try to make me retaliate to their rude remarks and name-calling, and at this rate, they are going to catch up to me. I duck down another hallway, but they followed. Then I see a janitor's closet. How stupid are you, it’s going to be locked. I can try.
Not shure if it will open or not, I turn the door handle, and the door opens. I guess it wasn’t locked. I quickly duck inside, and shut the door so that Angelica can’t see me.
While I search for a light switch, my eyes start to adjust to the dark, so I’m able to find one of those pull string lights. After, I turn on the light, I look around, just out of curiosity. The shelves are empty and full of dust, like this closet is no longer in use. So that’s why it was unlocked. No dur.
Then, after looking around for a bit, I notice a person sitting in the other side of one of the shelves. The person has short copper colored hair, and is completely ignoring me. Too bad I can’t see their face, that hair looks familiar.
“Hi,” I say with a smile anyway, just encase he wants to talk.
“What are you doing here?” he asks.
“Umm… I was hiding from people outside, but they seemed to have left if you want me to leave,” I answer.
“You can stay, but do you would want to leave?” he says, in a cryptic tone.
“Why would I want to leave? Yeah, it’s dusty, but I don’t have class, and I don’t really have anything better to do,” I question. Kat, you’re oblivious, can’t you tell that’s the guy from werewolf class, and he wants you to leave? Ok Claw, how about we see if that’s true before making assumptions, and I knew I saw him somewhere.
“You might want to leave because I’m dangerous,” he says, in a serious tone. Did he practice that or something?
“Oh really? You dangerous?” I ask, playing along with his practiced joke. At least I think that’s what it is? It doesn't matter anyway, I’m probably more dangerous with being the meifwa pureblood and stuff.
“You think I’m joking?” He asks, clearly catching my disbelief.
“Well, even if you are, you don’t scare me,” I say. If he’s a murderer don’t blame me when I say I told you so. Really Claw? You seriously think this guy is a murder? Well, either that or he could be an apple. We both know he’s not an apple!
“Ok then, earlier you said you were hiding from people. Who was that?” He asks, breaking my inner debate.
“Umm… just Angelica and her friends,” I answer.
“Well, were you going to go someplace before this Angelica came along?” He asks.
“I was going to go to the music room to work on something in a practice room, but it’s not that important anyway,” I answer. Why am I telling him all this? Because you’re too open and stupid. Hey! I’m not too open! My secret is still safe! For how long? Until I decide otherwise!
“That’s nice. What’s your name? I don’t think you ever told me,” he says, breaking up yet another self argument.
“I’m Kat,” I say.
“Kat? Is that a nickname, or you’re actual name?” he asks.
“It’s my actual name,” I say. I still don’t know what’s the story behind that? If you must know, Claw, My parents thought it was unique and ironic.
“I’m shure there’s a story behind that, but I’m not going to pry,” he says.
“What’s your name, you never told me?” I ask.
“Zy,” he says.
“Well Zy, you look kinda familiar,” I say, but before I can continue, Zy cuts in.
“Oh really? Why’s that?” Zy asks, while butting in.
“You look like that guy from werewolf class, the one that I accidentally almost stole his seat,” I say.
“Oh, so you’re that girl with the blonde and pink hair,” he says.
“You could’ve known that if you just turned around,” I say.
“But what’s the fun in that?” he asks.
After that, we spent the rest of free period talking, and I left after the bell rang. But still I have one question, is Zy a friend, or foe?
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