Chapter 6: Wolf Boy

When we enter the room, he stands at the entrance with his mouth agape. I've forgotten how people react to my room the first time( it's not like I've had people here, I'm just saying) Should you enter my room for the very first time, you'll understand exactly what it is am talking about. The walls are filled with paintings of werewolves, but not the particular one I like drawing. I don't know why,hy but I have an odd sense to protect it from prying eyes, so currently it's hidden in my drawers. "Wow, your room is wonderfully beautiful," he says as he walks round to inspect the drawings like a pro. "Are you the one who drew them?" he picked the ones I drew on paper last night. "Guilty as charged," I smile. "They are beautiful. How did you manage to draw them so accurately and perfectly?" he looked awed at the drawings. "I've had a penchant for werewolves as long as I can remember, never really knowing why." *Moana, I quote* "I thought people believed them to be myths," he traced his fingers on the black one I drew on my desk. That's the particular one I drew last night after Dave and his parents left. "Believe all you want. My wolves are not extinct, they exist as we do,o and they are not myths, they are real." I huff protectively. I can't believe he's calling them a myth. He raised his hands in surrender. " I'm sorry if my words offended you. I just said that because it's what some people say." "What about you, do you believe them to be myths?" If he doesn't believe in them, then my crush will die out. "I don't know what to believe, this world is full of mysteries," he vaguely says. "But I truly believe there's no smoke without fire. There might be an inkling of truth in the myths." He walked towards my bed and sat on it. Thankfully, he didn't comment on my choice of matters. It's filled with my besties. "Ok, let's start with the business at hand." I bring out the physics textbook. "Wait, before we start, I want to ask you one final question." He says suddenly. "Go ahead," I breathe out. My heart was beating frantically. Is he in any way going to confess his love for me? Is that the reason he's asking for my permission? "If you see a werewolf, what will you do?" He fidgets. "Let me rephrase the question. If werewolves happen to be real and you meet one, what will you do?" I looked at him funny. The answer to the question is right in front of him. "Nothing other than to hug him or her and make it my bestie if you get what I mean." I'll keep the wolf on a leash and never let him go. "Aww okay. But wouldn't you be scared?" This time, he's looking at me like I have gone bonkers. "I am drawn to them, so I don't think that will be the case." I smile at him. "Enough of the questions, it's almost 8 and my mom likes preparing night sweets." We start learning. From what I observed, Dave is really intelligent, but he pretends otherwise. When I asked him about it he said he does it to piss his momma off. We finish the lesson 30 minutes before sweet time * I won't miss it for anything in the world, not even Mr handsome can keep me away from it* "So what do you think we should do with these remaining minutes. I don't want to go home just yet. "You can tell me some things about yourself. I know my mom has already told you everything about me. " I smile at that, and it causes him to chuckle. "I changed school as my mum wants me to experience a new life. That's why we rented a flat here, she wants to see if I can feel my ma... I mean, she wants to see if I can feel genuinely wanted. In my former school I was popular due to my dad being the principal and no one wants to piss the principal off. Those boys you saw me talking to are my friends who transferred with me, they also wanted what I want." "And the girl?" I will painfully ask, although I already know the answer. He hesitates for a moment, "She is my girlfriend." I feel like I can't breathe when he said it. It wasn't like I wanted him to confess his undying love for me, but it still hurts; my heart feels like a car just ran over it. I don't believe myself to be in love, but believe me am in lust. Is it possible to experience heartbreak if you don't know you are in love????? "Boys!!!! It's a sweet time!!!!!!! And you better not be late," my mom shouts. "You go ahead, I will be down in a few," I say to him as I run into the bathroom without waiting for his response. Dave had a sweet family time with us * Mom acted all cozy with him, if didn't't know my mom, I would have sworn she's into him* before he went home. I try not to think about his earlier declaration of *she's my girlfriend," but try as I might, I can't seem to erase it from my mind. It's as if my mind is playing a repeat on me. I don't know why I'm hurt about that. I've sworn out all notions of love since the world taught me there is nothing like true love in this realistic world. Only lust and heartbreak, but my heart seems not to have learnt the lessons I did. Maybe it was absent or on vacation on the day I took the class. I bade Dave farewell as he left, "Till tomorrow, wolf boy," he smirked. I blush at his pet name., I won't mind being wolf boy if he's my mate. If I can't get true love as a human, then I get to have it as a wolf. I couldn't help but feel drawn to him; it's like there is a magnetic force drawing me close to him. I'm magnetic and his the magnet drawing me with a strong force. "Darling, what's wrong? " my mum questions immediately I enter the kitchen. "There is nothing wrong, I'm probably feeling the stress of school changing nothing mo. re"I try to maneuver my way out of her clutches. "It's something, you look depressed during dinner, tell me if there is someone I need to beat the hell out of for touching my baby. "