A/N: Hey people. Sorry about how long it took. Life (mainly school) has been getting in the way. Also, I seriously hated writing this. i'm telling you this before hand just cause. I wrote the first half and then got bored. I won't feel bad if you don't read the second half. I hope you guys like it anyway. The next chapter will be better.

Chapter 10

We Make a Plan

Guess what. There was no call that night but I was up late worrying about it anyway. I wasn't sure whether or not werewolves could deal with mythological monsters. If they couldn't, they would be in big trouble. So, I couldn't sleep.

At school, I was tired, distracted, and anxious. I found myself staring out the window almost the entire time. I bombed two tests and was yelled at several times (I think I was on the verge of visiting the principal).

And the same thing happened that night. I thought I was going to go crazy by all of it. I'd dealt with monsters before. The difference was that most of the time they went 'poof' before I left and even when it didn't, I never had to really worry about a bunch of other people.

Jacob didn't help matters.

He caught me at my locker on Thursday before history. "I think you sent us on a wild goose chase," he said simply.

"Hello to you too, Jacob," I replied like he had said something else. I closed my locker and started down the hall toward my first class. He blocked my way. "Fine," I sighed, mainly to myself. "What are you talking about?"

"I think that you were faking it," he said. "We haven't found any evidence that your little 'Hydra' is in this area."

"What about that head I showed you?" I said.

"I didn't say that I didn't believe that it existed," he said, rolling his eyes. "For all I know, you had that head in your room. Maybe you did see it and you destroyed it."

"If I had already killed it," I said in a low voice, "why would I say all that stuff and make myself look like an idiot."

"You are out for attention," Jacob said. "I am not putting my pack out there for your little stunt." His voice was rising with every word and people were starting to stare. "They are all worried about it and if it's just something you came up with-"

Embry got between Jacob and me. "Just chill dude," he said calmly. "We're in no more danger if it's real or not." He turned and looked at me. "And I don't think it's a stunt."

Jacob gave Embry a look that was almost a 'seriously,' at least, that's what it looked to me. Jacob turned and stalked off down the hallway.

"Don't worry about him," Embry said. "He has a lot on his mind."

"Yeah," I said with a shrug. "I guess I can understand that. Thanks."

I gave him a smile and he smiled back for a moment but then he seemed like he was worried or scared about something. He walked quickly off to history without another word. I was left there, staring confusedly at the retreating form. I would never understand these werewolves.

I hurried off to history. I ended up getting in the room just as the bell rang. It didn't really matter all that much. We had a substitute teacher who was trying to figure out where everything was. She wasn't even looking up when I came in.

I took my seat behind Holly. She turned around. "Hey," she said cheerfully.

"Yeah," I said, distracted. I opened my book to the chapter that we had been working on just so I wouldn't have to look at her. Really, I was still pouring over what Jacob had accused me of.

Was I really out for attention all the time? I remembered as an elementary school kid I had acted out a lot but I thought that I had gotten that under control. I was staring at a page without seeing it.

"You okay?" Holly asked. Concern was evident on her face as she was looking at me.

"Yeah," I told her. "I'm fine."

"You don't seem fine. You seem… upset," she said bluntly after searching for the word.

"It's nothing," I assured her. I tried to smile but even to me it seemed fake.

She gave me another concerned look, shaking her head slightly. I thought she was going to say something else but was interrupted when the teacher got up in front of the class.

"Well," the sub said in a nasally voice. "I can't find the papers that you are supposed to do so I'm just going to have you read the next section and do the questions at the end." I had a feeling that I would have hated to have her as a teacher, she just oozed the boring vibe, but, as a sub, she wasn't too bad.

No one actually read the section. People were talking or drawing or doing homework from other classes. I can't say that I was any better.

I read, maybe, the first paragraph. I just couldn't focus. I saw Holly writing furiously and I had a feeling that it was the questions at the end of the chapter.

I stretched my arms above my head. I ended up staring at the ceiling. I kept seeing little Hydras in the dots that were all over the ceiling tiles. I wondered what the teacher would do if I got up and left. Possibly nothing, possibly send me to the principal. I ended up not wanting to chance it.

I looked back down at the desk about the time a piece of paper fell onto my desk. I opened it to read the message.

Sorry I left in a hurry. It was obviously Embry's hand writing. I had seen it enough while we were working on our project to know.

I knew that we could have talked aloud without getting in trouble but could just tell that it was something that "normal' people couldn't hear.

It's cool, I wrote. What were you saying about Jake? I flicked it back over to Embry's desk.

I waited a few moments and a reply landed by my hand. He's just too worried about too much stuff.

I looked over at him and rolled my eyes. "What?" he asked.

He was a jerk before he became a werewolf, I wrote quickly.

"That's just him," Embry said with a shrug. He seemed to have forgotten about the note. "I never knew him like that. I think that it was just you."

"Probably," I muttered.

"Don't worry about him too much," Embry said. "It's not like you listen to what he says anyway."

I laughed. "That's one think that you have right." It wasn't entirely true. Sometimes, what he said did hurt but what I really needed to do was forget about Jacob. I would find out about the monsters on my own.

I made it pretty well through the day. At lunch, Holly came up with a proposition. "We need a day to hang out," she said as she sat down at the table. "Especially you, Dawn. You've seemed on edge all week. You need a break."

"Okay," I said. "What do you have in mind?"

"Well," Holly said with a smile. "I was thinking that we could all go to the football game and watch Lori in their little band performance. I don't know about the rest of you but I haven't been to a football game yet this year."

None of us had, of course there had been only one other game so far that year. Only Lori, who played flute in the band, had been to the games. Holly took that in good stride. "Then, on Saturday, we could go shopping and to a movie or something."

"Yeah," I said. "There was that one movie that you said that you wanted to see, Morgan."

She nodded. "We can go see it. I would love to go shopping."

It was agreed upon. Friday: football. Saturday: shopping and movie. I wish that I'd known how much trouble we would get into by the simple day out.