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Ch.8

I scribbled down in my notebook. We were waiting for Mrs. Wilson, our literature teacher, to come. I was really excited for this period. Ignoring the fact that Eros was at the back of the glass shooting daggers at me, everything was great.

Unfortunately, Bryson and the others had different classes so I'm stuck with Mr. I-got-tempure I heard the door open and immediately looked up. It was Mrs. Wilson.

"Hello class." She greeted, putting her purse down on the desk. There were murmurs of 'hey' from the class, making Mrs. Wilson chuckle.

"So, does anyone remember what we talked about last time?" She asked, looking at the entire class but focusing her gaze on me. I looked at my notebook hoping that she won't ask me.

"We were talking about the war between werewolves and demons." The squeaky voice came from the other side of the classroom. My gaze followed that annoying sound till my eyes fell on a brunette girl.

"But I still think that demons are hotter than vampires." She played with her fake stands of hair as she turned around and looked at the back. My face broke to a frown. I looked at the back and saw a smirking Eros. Of course, he just loves the attention! The teacher coughed, making me look at her.

"Miss White, why don't you tell us?" Silence filled the air as I felt eyes on me. My face grew hot and I swallowed. Damn it, why did I get nervous all of a sudden?

"Uh, we were-we were talking about the war between witches and demons and how King Louis signed a treaty with the demons' king to stop the violence." I stopped there. Mrs. Wilson's face broke into a smile as she nodded then looked at the class.

"Exactly. Thank you, Miss White." Mrs. Wilson said then continued. She started talking about demons and what they did during the war. She said that they killed many families and destroyed many villages. She said that they killed any witch they came across even if it was just a child. My expression turned horrified. I was about to ask her how they could do that when a growl erupted from the back of the classroom .

"You're making demons sound like monsters. Keep in mind that witches did the same thing; whenever they saw a demon, they would kill him directly without thinking that maybe he had nothing to do with this. Don't ever make us sound like monsters, Wilson."

Eros's dark voice was the only thing I could hear. My eyes focused on him and boy did he seem mad. All the class was looking at each other wide-eyed as if they were afraid that something would happen.

Eros looked at me and glared. I was taken aback by his sudden change in attitude. He took his bag and walked out of the room. The slam of the door was so hard that I thought it would collapse. His footsteps echoed through the hallway.

Looking at Mrs. Wilson, I noticed that her face went pale. When she saw me, her expression quickly changed as she clapped her hands once to gain the class's attention, which was successful. She coughed then continued on.

All too soon, class ended and another started and the cycle continued on until the bell rang signaling that our break started. I collected my things quickly and walked out of class replaying what happened in Mrs. Wilson's class.

Don't ever make us sound like monsters, Wilson. What the hell did he mean by that? Us? Mrs. Wilson was talking about demons so what did Eros have to do with that? Not paying attention to where I was walking, I bumped into someone's chest. I closed my eyes, waiting for the pain but didn't feel it. Opening my eyes, I saw that an arm was holding me.

"Didn't know that you were clumsy.." I smiled a little knowing who it was.

"Are you stalking me, Gio?" Came my playful comeback. Gio lifted me up until I was standing straight and smiled.

"Maybe." He shrugged, making my smile widen.

"You do know that stalkers are creepy, right?" I raised my eyebrows, trying to hide my smile. He leaned against the lockers and crossed his arms with a huge smirk on his face; he really looks hot right now.

"But I'm the hot stalker that everyone wants." He wiggled his eyebrows , making me roll my eyes. I take that back, he doesn't look hot at all! But he looks cute. There's that voice again. For God's sake, shut the hell up!

"And who said that you're hot?" I asked with a proud smile on my face. That smile fell when Gio was suddenly in front of me. I gasped as his hot breath tickled my ear.

"Trust me, your expression said it all." I think, no, I know that my cheeks are pink now. Damn! His voice is sending chills down my spine, good chills. Gio took a step back and smirked.

"See you later Alligator!" He winked and left me staring at his back. You know, he's really fit because of his amazing body. I slapped myself on the forehead. Why should he be so charming? Someone answer me!

"Why are you here?" I jumped up screaming. I turned around and glared at Bryson.

"Did you have to do that?" I exclaimed throwing my hands up. Bryson stared at me like I was an alien from mars then nodded.

"Yeah, I had." He flashed me a grin and put his arm around my shoulder. He looked at me like he was trying to decide whether he should say something or not.

"I saw a girl today that has J-LO's ass, so HOT!" I slapped him lightly on the shoulder and stopped walking.

"Stop saying that." I demanded, trying to look serious but failed terribly when Bryson started laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" I asked, putting my hands on my hips.

"Oh babe, I know you're jealous. Every girl wants J-LO's ass." He put his hands in his pockets and continued walking with a huge smirk on his face.

"Hey! Not every girl!" I yelled and started running to catch up to him.

Oh God. Today's going to be a very long day...

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After arguing with Bryson for more than three hours, (yeah, I know it's a lot ), Claudia and I hung out together. She started blabbering about One Direction, which is a British boy band that every single girl is dreaming of.

"Harry Styles is gorgeous." Claudia gushed then sighed dreamily. I eyed her curiously, is she serious? I have nothing against One Direction. They're good looking and have good music but come on, she's practically planning her and Harry Styles' wedding!

"Zayn is better looking and Louis is so funny." I pointed out. "I really don't know why you picked Harry, he's not that cute." I shrugged my shoulders and continued walking and bumped into Claudia. I squeaked when I saw her eyes, they turned from misty blue to dark blue.

"Never talk about Harry Styles like that." She ordered, making me nod very furiously. She really looked scary right now. She closed her eyes and took deep breaths. Finally, she opened her eyes and smiled apologetically.

"Sorry about that, I really love him so... sorry. I didn't mean to do that." I shook my head and gave her a small smile.

"Don't mention it, it's okay. Hey, have you seen Remus? I didn't see him today." Claudia turned around and shook her head.

"No, I didn't see him. I think he's handling some business." She said then swiftly, turned around and continued walking. Well, I wonder what that was about...

After a little while, Claudia wanted to go and talk to Giovanni about something. She asked me if I want to join but I politely declined. Right now I was walking to my Uncle's office with my sketch notebook in my hand, well, burned notebook.

I'd been drawing for the past thirty minutes and noticed some really weird things. One, my hands started glowing. Two, my notebook lit on fire by itself. Three, I started thinking about water and suddenly, my notebook was all wet. Freaked out is an understatement, I was so frightened! So right now, I was going to the wisest person I can think of, my Uncle. Just before I knocked on the door, I heard someone shout.

"She needs to know, Connor!" I recognized that voice as Giovanni.

"She isn't ready yet, Gio!" Another voice stepped in, it was Remus.

"I agree with Giovanni, Remus! She is ready. She needs to know!" Bryson yelled.

"I'm not sure if I should tell Violet the truth now." I frowned at that, what the hell should I know? What are they hiding from me?

"You need-" I slammed the door open and glared at all of them. Giovanni, Remus, Eros, Bryson, Uncle Connor, and to my surprise, Claudia was in here to. All of their faces were shocked. Uncle Connor's face was filled with guilt.

"What the hell is going on in here? Tell me the truth!" I yelled, frustrated. I need to know what they were hiding from me.

"Violet-" Uncle Connor started but I interrupted.

"No! Tell me right now what you are hiding from me!" I demanded, glaring at each and every one of them. I can feel heat rushing to my face. I was not mad, I'm furious!

"Look at her eyes guys, she need to know." Bryson commented looking deep into my eyes. He looked scared of what's coming.

"V." My eyes went to Giovanni who held the same expression as Bryson.

"There's something we need to tell you..."