"Twyla we are we going," Howleen asked her best friend as they walked down the deserted sidewalk.
"You'll see," Twyla chuckled as she led her further as the moon rose.
Twyla had woken her friend up by knocking on her window. They were used to sneaking out especially at full moons. Today though Twyla had sprung this surprise on her friend. Twyla walked behind as her friend as she kept jumping around excitedly, but stopped now and again to smell the air. Twyla chuckled to herself happy to see that the terrible truth that she realized yesterday by what happened. Twyla was happy she wasn't scared like she was. Twyla lead them out of the town through the forest in the South. The further they went the more nervous Howleen seemed to get. Twyla gave her friend a reassuring smile and said, "There is nothing to fear for you or me. If we were like the others then maybe."
Howleen asked quietly, "How do they know we are different?"
"The leader of our group knows," Twyla said confidently. "We all have nicknames just in case. We call him Teacher, and mine is Shadow."
"Why's that," Howleen asked as she looked at her friend as she walked passed.
"Which one," Twyla asked smirking as she turned her head.
"Well both I guess," Howleen asked cocking her head.
Twyla smiled and then went behind the tree. Howleen ran towards the tree, but she couldn't see her friend. "Twyla," Howleen called as she glanced around the tree.
Howleen lifted her nose higher up sniffing the air for her friend. She blinked in surprise looking at the shadows in front of her. Her nose was telling her that her bestie was right in front of her. "Twyla are you there," she asked hesitantly.
A soft chuckle came before her best friend reappeared from from the shadow. Howleen blinked in surprise before jumping up and down. "That's so cool," Howleen giggled as she jumped up and down clapping her hands.
Twyla smiled at her and even gave her BFF a small bow. "So why is this guy called 'Teacher'," Howleen asked cocking her head once again.
Twyla chuckled and turned her friend around to face a giant purple, light grey, and dark black mansion. "Because of this," Twyla stated walking in front of her Howleen.
Twyla wiped a plaque attached to the gate that creeped as the wind blew it. On the plaque was letters that read "Monster High". "Welcome to my true home," Twyla said. "Monster High."
Howleen gasped in both delight and amazement. "Velcome," a cheerful voice called out as the front double doors opened. "To Monster High."
Howleen practically bounced where she stood. Howleen turned to her friend asking silent permission to go forward. Twyla chuckled waving a hand towards the double doors and Howleen didn't wait before she ran towards the opened doors. Inside was quiet, quieter than she expected. Howleen's shoulders fell when she saw this. The small teen that had opened the doors chuckled and put a hand on her shoulder. "Everyone that izn't in Normie school iz in their dorms," she said. "Come follow me."
Howleen blinked before she did as she was told. Twyla brought up the rear as the three girls walked through the empty halls. Howleen saw lockers covered with rust, dirt, and dust. Numbers that were once there were scattered on the floor. Howleen felt something in her chest squeeze when she saw scorch marks on the floor. Twyla chuckled as she faced her friend, "Teacher must have been very irritated today."
"No kidding," the girl with the accent confirmed. "He was so mad even Toralie was cautious when she came near him."
"Is this Teacher guy really that dangerous," Howleen asked as her eyes trailed at another set of burn marks.
"No way," the cheerful girl laughed. "Teacher is the opposite of dangerous. Except when he is angry. If he is angry DJ is worse."
"Whose this DJ," Howleen asked confused.
"That is both difficult and easy to explain," Twyla said with a sigh. "DJ is the school's unofficial DJ. But he is also closer to Teacher than anyone else."
"Oh maybe saying his grandfather's name would help," the cheerful girl exclaimed.
"Right," Twyla agreed before turning to her bestie. "Teacher's grandfather name is Dr. Henry Jekyll."
Howleen's eyes widen in surprise. They suddenly stopped in front of a room that crackles with electricity. "Ow," they heard a male voice exclaim.
"Sorry," a female voice said in response.
"Teacher," the cheerful girl called throwing open the door. "We brought a new monster."
Two faces hidden in the shadows turned to face them. The female was a mesh of body parts sewed together. She had a mint green color to her skin. The male next to her looked normal, he wasn't that different from any other human that walked the streets around them. When he smiled he didn't have sharp teeth or even large incisors. He stayed sitting on the desk as he talked to her about Monster High.