Wednesday:
Apparently, I was wrong.
The article was posted on the Ghostly Gossip and I have never felt more embarrassed in my life. It was about how Clawdeen and I were in the friendzone. Then it went on how we're single and still available.
Afterwards, there was a picture of me at the belltower, eating with my lunchbox.
How was that taken?!
Obviously, my face was partially shown. So the caption said "Mystery Manster Of Your Dreams?"
It was lunch time and I was still banging my head on the lockers.
"Come on, dude. At least Spectra did you the favor of helping you find a ghoulfriend." Clawd said, trying to cheer me up.
I gave a deadpan stare. Even Heath complained that I was being advertised as a bachelor while he wasn't.
I went back to banging my head on the lockers, albeit with much more force. The guys began to pull me back before I had a concussion. I glared and thanked them.
Today's special was a strange mix of a cheese-wheel and a plate of strange meat. With my burning curiosity, I decided to try it out.
Absolutely deplorable.
I gave my plate to Manny, who had became more friendlier towards me. I guess it was because of my refusal to back out from playing, though he would tease me for the he damn article.
"Hey, Romulus!" Clawd called out. "Got you a seat!"
Romulus had brown hair (highlighted in softer shades towards his forehead), green eyes, and grayish-white fur. He wore a brown jacket over a dark purple shirt which were tucked into his deep grey jean pants. He also sported a gold dog tag hanging from a chain around his neck, and an earring of matching color on his left ear.
He sat next to Clawd and right in front of me.
"Romulus, this is Matt. Matt, Romulus." Clawd introduced.
Romulus flashed a smile.
"So you're the bachelor normie the article was talkin' about?"
I groaned and facepalmed.
"Don't believe in mass media. It's a monstrous disaster." I said.
Romulus chuckled and we talked about guy stuff. Apparently, he was a former student of an all-werewolf school called Crescent Moon High before they, along with vampire school Belfry Prep, merged with Monster High. Then, a question popped into my head.
"Do you have a brother called Remus?"
Romulus raised an eyebrow. "You know him?"
I shook my head. "It was a guess."
"Say, how is Remus anyway?" Clawd asked.
"I haven't heard from him since he moved to that school, Mount Hood."
"I remembered that he used to have a crush on Clawdeen." Clawd reminisced.
"We used to tease him about it." Romulus joined.
"He would always get mad and try to claw our eyes out."
Both werewolves laughed, which I found pretty weird.
"Good times." Romulus said.
I just ate my egg sandwich throughout their reminiscing.
"So what about you? Any brothers?" Their attention turned to me.
I shook my head. "It gets dull being a single child, despite the freedom."
"Sucks dude." Romulus said.
I shrugged. "No big deal."
We continued to chat about stuff before the bell rang. We all went our separate ways to our classes.
On they way to dance class (I was surprised that it really was a thing), I seem to be getting stares and giggles from various girls. I have never felt my face flushed like this before. All because of that stupid article.
For dance class, we were all told to give our dance routine with the songs we plan to use.
I was the 5th to go on. Plugging in my iPod, I played "Beat It" and danced while remembering the routine like the original music video.
Just beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it, beat it
It felt like someone possessed me to dance to the song. The teacher and the students' eyes were glued at me.
After I was told to stop, I turned off the iPod. The teacher told me that my dance was pretty good, though it could use a bit more polish. I shrugged and sat back down as the dances continued on.
"Psst."
I heard someone whisper to me. I turn to see someone slowly scooting to me.
She had bright tan fur, long, straight, hot pink hair with bangs, an almost child-like appearance that makes her look a bit shorter than Draculaura, bright yellow eyes with blue eyeshadow on the lid and pink on the brow-bone, and two dog-like ears, the right one that was folded over. The style of clothing she was wearing was what I would describe as "were-punk".
I have to say, she looked adorable.
"Where'd you learn to dance like that?" she asked.
"Uh...self-learning?" That was a lie. I learned it from the internet. Does that really count as self-learning?
"Really? That's incredible!" she whispered, rather excitedly.
I shrugged. "It's no big deal."
"No big deal? That's actually pretty clawsome. You should join the dance club." she suggested.
"No thanks. I'm not really that good, compared to the other members." I politely declined.
"Really? Well, I hope you take a look at it soon."
"When I'm free." I paused. "I'm Matt. What's your name?"
"Howleen. You're the normie bachelor, right?" she asked.
I slammed my face into another recliner right in front of me. "Yep."
"Ah, don't sweat it. It's the Ghostly Gossip." she stated.
I raised an eyebrow.
"Did you really date my sister?" she asked.
I looked at her. "You're Clawdeen's sister?"
"Yep." she said, before frowning. "Kinda sucks when you're known as the younger sister."
"Don't worry about it. I know you as Howleen Wolf." I said, hoping to make her feel better.
She smiled. "Thanks."
"But no, I didn't date your sister. We're just friends." I continued.
"Well, sucks for her. I think she's gonna miss out." she said, grinning rather cheekily.
I raised my eyebrow. "Miss out on what?"
Howleen rolled her eyes. "Nothing important."
"Oookay, then."
We spent the time chatting until it was her turn to dance. She had a lot of energy in her dance, moving freely and around. It was hard to describe it, but she was really good. After finishing, she went back to sit next to me.
"That was amazing. I really liked it." I said.
She smiled rather modestly. "Thanks. I still have a lot of practicing to do."
I nod. "True. Practice makes perfect."
We continued talking until class finished. That's when we left and chat on the way to her locker. Suddenly, she noticed Romulus passing by. She let out a sigh that could indicate that she had those hearts in her eyes. I waved to him as he waved back when he saw us. I looked at her and waved my hand in front of her.
"Hello?" I said, hoping to snap her out.
She did and went back to reality.
"You like him, don't you?"
"Say anything and I'll claw you!" she hissed.
I just chuckled and waved off. "Alright, alright. No need to get really snappy."
She sighed and frowned sadly. "He already has a ghoulfriend."
"Well, there are other guys out there that would definitely take the time and day to get interested in you." I said. She looked at me. "I know, I know. I may sound like I'm exaggerating but you'll find someone that'll like you back." She smiled at this. I look at the watch. "I've gotta go. See you later." With that, I walked off.
I slept through class since Dragonology was pretty darn boring. Mr. Loser, ladies and gentlemen. Bored, I decided to test something. I could see the protest in the other students' eyes. Using a textbook, I slammed it on the desk and made drums out of it. Then, I began to yell "Woo!" into the air before I blew an air horn into his ear.
He didn't wake up.
Groaning, I went back to my seat. I could see the stunned faces of the other students. With nothing else to do, I began doodling on my notebook.
Just another day in the life.
A/N: No. 10 is done! Now who is next! It can be either the same or different character.