Chapter 3
"Cory… Cory." I heard someone say. Then suddenly there was a loud banging sound as a book was slammed down on the table I was sitting at. I looked up to see my Bio teacher standing there, staring at me. "So glad you could join us again, Mr. Selini. Could you maybe answer the question; what are the three major types of RNA?"
"Um… mRNA, tRNA, and rRNA." I said.
"Fine, but pay attention." The teacher said, and he walked away.
But I was in my own little world. I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened the day before, when I was attacked and warned/threatened by a vampire. And it confused me.
"Okay class, today we're going to go a little off topic. Today, we're going to talk about some of the 'mythical' creatures that exist, and how each is impossible to exist." The teacher said.
"Which ones?" A student asked.
"Well, for the rest of the week, we're going to cover two, maybe three. Let's start off with… werewolves." The teacher said, and it immediately cut through the rest of my thoughts. If we talked about werewolves, what might happen? Then again, if we had a test about it, I might get a hundred. That would be pretty fun.
"Ummm, excuse. Are we going to have a test on this?" A student asked.
"No."
"Damn." I said quietly.
"Okay. Werewolves are humans that, according to most myths, turn into wolves on the night of the full moon. We're going to completely ignore the werewolves from the book series, the ones that can just turn into wolves on will, and don't feel any pain. If lycanthropy, the scientific name for being a werewolf, was real, it would cause a lot of pain, take a lot longer, and would most likely not be on will, though the moon should have no affiliation with the changes either."
"But it does," I said under my breath, "And it hurts like hell."
"So, does anyone want to suggest why lycanthropy is impossible?"
"Humans can't be wolves." A student said, and he earned snickers from the class.
"Well, yes. The human anatomy isn't able to shift into that of a wolf's. Any others?"
"It wouldn't be able to be transferred by a bite." A girl said.
"Exactly. If werewolves existed, bites wouldn't pass it on. Any others?"
"A human's DNA can't change into a wolf's." I said so she wouldn't call on me when I didn't have an answer. I was laughing, on the inside, the whole time, though. It was kind of difficult to give reasons werewolves couldn't exist, when I was one.
"Yes." The teacher said, and the bell rang. "Okay, next class we'll talk about vampires. No homework." And we all started getting up and leaving.
I got out of the room quickly, and, since it was the end, of the day, I headed straight towards my bus. Once I reached the bus, I sat in my normal seat and put my Bluetooth headphones in, turning my phone up in my ears, and blasting some music. There was one song I always found ironic. It was called Raised by Wolves by Falling in Reverse, and it always made me think about my lycanthropy.
By the time the bus reached my house, I felt extreme happiness. I was getting tired of all of the smells on the bus. Not to mention the loud voices of everyone.
I walked off the bus, slowly walking up to my house. All of a sudden, I smelled something, something familiar. I walked up to my door and opened it cautiously. Sitting there, on my couch, I saw the vampire from the day before. "Hello doggy."
"What the hell do you want?" I asked, getting into a defensive position. The wolf in me always acted upon my instincts, except on the new moon. That was the one day of the month I was completely human.
"Just to talk to you." The teen said, and he move a little closer, "Why don't you close the door?"
"Why don't you get out?"
"Funny. Okay then, how about I just get to the talking." He said, and he walked back over to the couch and sat down, watching me the whole time. "You need to be careful."
"What?"
"You need to watch your back. Most vampires will not take kindly to you."
"Are you warning me?"
"Funny. No, listen, just watch your back." The vampire said, and he got up.
As he reached the door, I held a hand out, stopping him. "Where exactly do you think you're going?" I asked.
"What do you mean?"
"You break into my house, tell me to watch out, and then just walk away. I want some details."
"Yeah, no." I started growling, ready to attack. "You're not going to scare me. I know how the moon affects you, and I know you're close to your strongest point, but don't mess with me; I can easily take you." And he pushed me out of the way, opening my door and walking away.
"Wait," I said, "What exactly did you come here for?"
"I don't know. Just a warning, I guess." And he started walking, then running, quickly, faster than any human should be able to move. He became a blur, and was gone within seconds.