Chapter 3

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Brandon groaned. He had just woken up, and he was not looking forward to what the day had in store for him. He begrudgingly got up out of bed and went through the morning routine he had ignored for all of summer. After about half an hour, he and Crys left the house and started walking down the sidewalk.

"I wish we didn't have to do this." He said, annoyed.

"Me too." Crys replied, just as annoyed. "I'm not looking forward to all the boring classes and annoying popular kids picking on us."

"I hope things are different this year." Brandon commented.

"I doubt it. I mean, last year it took what? Only a few days for Josh to start going after us?"

"I think it was the first day, actually."

"Maybe? I don't remember. The point is that we're not going to catch a break."

"Okay, well, maybe if we just try to lay low this year we won't get into any drama."

Crys pondered the idea, then shrugged after a couple moments. "Who knows." She said.

A few quiet moments passed.

"So who do you have in your classes this year?" Brandon asked.

"Well, I've got you in most of my classes, thankfully. I think it's just math, science, and English where we're not together."

"Oh, yeah." Brandon said. "I forgot."

"Emma is in my math class and Tomas is in my science class. I'm on my own for English, though."

"I think Tomas is in my English class and I have Emma in my science. I don't think I have either of them for math."

"Good luck, then." Crys teased.

"I can handle a math class without being tutored by one of them, but you on the other hand... I don't know..." Brandon teased back.

"It's cause I'm a werewolf, isn't it?"

"Yeah, sure, uh-huh."

Crys gave a small laugh, and Brandon couldn't help but crack up a bit as well.

"I'm sure we'll both be fine." Brandon said.

"Hey, at least we all have P.E. together again." Crys added on.

"Wow." Brandon said, a bit dramatically.

"What?" Crys asked.

"You looking on the bright side? Who are you and what have you done with Crys?" Brandon joked.

Crys nudged Brandon's arm for the joke. She cracked a smile but wouldn't let herself laugh. "I'm not responding to that." She said, responding to Brandon.

Brandon chuckled.

The two friends kept making their way to school, walking side by side. They were happy, and for the first time in a while things just felt normal again.

Arriving at school, Crys and Brandon made their way through the cramped hallways to get to their first class. Neither of them cared much to check in with any of their classmates, especially considering none of them were friends. They just found their seats and waited for class to begin. They knew that somewhere in the building Tomas and Emma were finding their classes as well. Crys was looking forward to sitting down at lunch with the two of them and everyone just getting to chat for a bit. There wasn't much else to look forward to aside from going home, after all.

The first class went smoothly, if not boring. Being the first day, class was just introductions all around. The teacher introduced themself, the students introduced themselves, and the syllabus, since it was just a piece of paper, was introduced by the teacher. It was mind numbing and tiring, especially that early in the morning as everyone was still waking up. The class afterwards was just as dull, and so was the class after that. The only perk of the classes being so dull on the first day was that the stress of the oncoming rest of the school year was able to slowly work its way in instead of hitting the students like a truck speeding along the highway. That, and it gave a decent idea of what to expect for the individual classes as well, like knowing if the teachers were going to be terrible to deal with or not. Thankfully, though, after those first three classes were over, it was time for lunch.

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