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18: Praying Angel
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Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 19: It's time to see ghosts
"Can I ask you something? How old are you? Both of you?" I can't find the right words for this to be more complicated as possible. I don't want Tiffany to get the wrong idea that I suspect Tyler as my biological father.I led Tiffany to check the bathroom on the second floor that's part of the big room, I bet mom used that room painted in purple with streaks of something painted on the headwall. "I'm going for my 100th, I don't know about him, I never ask," Tiffany replied and reach for the bathroom door but before she opened it, she faced me with a grin."Why don't you try and ask him yourself?" I realized how much I dislike Tiffany’s grinning. She checked the faucet and other pipes and we followed them to where they were settled. "No." I shook my head firmly, that would be a total embarrassment, and I already have a fair share of shame. The pipes ended at the end of the hallway where a thin board was laid on. Tiffany knocks on it. "It amazes me that you only sleep on this house
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 20: When you go to school
Tiffany was so kind, she let me use her laundry area for my clothes, feed me breakfast, and gave me cookies for a snack. I deduced she was great at baking, but not at cooking. In this world, you can't master both, just like how you cannot serve two masters at the same time. I'm not great at baking, but I'm great at cooking, Tiffany’s the opposite. One can be introverted the other was extroverted. Someone's good at dancing, someone's good at singing. But everything changes in terms of academics. I tried to be the excellent one but I always end up in the fourth row. Also known as the row of losers. "I can't believe you think Tyler's your father!" But sometimes, some people get on your nerves. I averted my gaze to the spinning washing machine. "I don't want to talk about that." I crossed my arms and pressed my lips together. Tiffany laughed. Always the one that can point my embarrassment in life. She's the official embarrassment-pointer of my life. "By the way, I happen to be walk
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 21: First School for Witchcraft
"Is that okay?" Blake folded the sleeves of his biker jacket to his biceps length. I'm so happy today that I gave him a double thumbs up. It was the first time I was able to smile when thinking about going to school. Blake and I stood in front of the door and grinned at each other. "It feels like taking your father and mother to school," I joked. Blake huffed and cross his arms. "More like your anxiety has been cleared because you asked us for help." "Yes, bringing your parents to school," I agreed, my smile never faded until Tyler opened the door, that's when my eyes turn wide. "What are you wearing?!" It's not that bad or something, but it's too goody-goody, he was wearing a button-up white shirt with a black coat and pants. "We're going to school, not meet a CEO." I blurted, his hair was swept on one side, and had a round eyeglasses. I almost forgot that his shoes were so shiny that mine got into despair. I didn't cleaned my shoes, I just wiped them with a ragged cloth. "P
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 22: Guardians of My Wish
I'm raising my guard, with every passing time. I'm so paranoid after the lunch break as if the two wolves beside me were not enough. Everything Danisha had done came flashing back to my mind. Danisha's wickedly good, she may look like a self-righteous person, she competed in an ice skating competition and won third place, she put on make-up modestly and wore bright red lipstick: she was the epitome of beauty and she could pull it off effortlessly because of her rich father that buys all her wants for his only daughter. Ira's like her pet pug who follows her on an imaginary leash. She's always either beside or close to her, she doesn't mind being treated horribly because Danisha's rich. In short, she's a gold digger. I'm not gonna be surprised if she applies to be Danisha's father's mistress. And so the pranks they pulled were just too much, sometimes they do it to all other girls too, but I'm their favorite. I got caked in the face with pancake mixtures, eggs, and flour while kn
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 23: That Thing
My name's Harriet Morrison and my life had been in so many downs. Right after my mom's death, her husband told me that I'm not his child. I got banished and found a farmhouse in the middle of the woods beside the house of the legendary wolf. People knew what the legendary wolf can do, his story has been passed down to people long enough to be told in bedtime stories for children. The story starts when he's supposed to be crowned as the next alpha. The most powerful in the pack of werewolves. He wanted that position so badly and waited long enough to have that, but on the day of his proclamation, his younger brother showed up and fight him for that position. Tyler got mad and didn't only fight his brother – the whole pack was also doomed. He killed his pack, and so other wolves gave him the punishment to be banished forever. Having nothing to go to, he settled on the forest with his loyal gamma for years. Long enough after that, I met them because of the farmhouse. I long to meet
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 24: Hit you where it Hurts
"What's with your get up? What are you doing in front of my room?" I've been told I need to consider others' feelings more. That I have to realize I'm not an island who's living alone in this world. We have to co-exist because we were programmed to do so. As soon as night struck, my investigation started. The cat can kill me for my curiosity but assumingly, maybe, Hayley's father was Tyler. It was possible, Tyler said he loved his mate and even created a tomb solely for her because even if he told his gamma he wasn't waiting for her return, there’s a part of his that's still connected with her. And so he's trying to find her through me. He's using me. And it's a win-win, I think. This was what I want, I keep on reminding myself. I borrowed black pumps from Tiffany and wore black slacks partnered with a shirt and a long brown coat, I partnered it with a newsboy hat and binoculars I found on the storage shelf. "I'm doing my duty, trying to investigate," I said blandly, I put down
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf Chapter 25: Hold On!
"I'm Neneuis, nice to finally meet you, Harriet." I stared at her offered hand with my mouth slightly open. She's the girl; she wore a black tennis skirt, cropped long-sleeve black shirt with a red tie, black manicured hands, black biker pumps with a thigh belt, her hair was black and was in a boyish cut, her filled dark eyeshadow cat eyes and black lips screamed memento mori:She's the kind of girl that stare right into your eyes and remind you that you must die. And if I accept her handshake, I feel like I'm accepting her reminder. My eyes went round when I looked at her."Grim Reaper!" I pointed and almost jumped to my place when the hands of death held her shoulder. I covered my mouth with my hands and bowed in embarrassment. "I'm sorry." "It's okay. This is Lukas, not the grim reaper," Neneuis snickered. I feel my face flush and turned to Tiffany for help. She flew her hands around me and fa
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf Chapter 26: Claw Marks
"Who killed him?" Like the water in the ocean, no one can fathom how much was there, no one knows how deep is the ocean: I've read that we only know about two percent. That's too little but I feel safe to know about that, we don't know what we're going to see once we have known the ninety-eight percent. I bet it's going to be the end of the world then. Michael’s a friend to me, though lately, I doubt if it stayed like that. He likes me, romantically and tried to take advantage of me. The last time I had a conversation with him was shaky, I refused to talk to him and he respected my decision, the last time we had was nothing but brief: when he directs me with the transferees. He claimed they weren't normal people but I found out that my classmates think of them as one. "Not normal? What are you talking about Harriet? They're like us!" My forehead formed in a line and held the railing of the stairs for support. Policemen arrived o
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