Free Wolf Sirens: Forbidden: Discover The Legend by Tina Smith Page B

head in disbelief.“Good,
go home,” she said sadly. I wondered if she meant for
me to go home to Horkum, back to the relative safety
of the city, away from Shade. Like the note still in my
hand had suggested.
“I will.” I began to walk away as though I wasn’t
afraid. “After I go to the principal’s office on my way,”
I said quietly to myself as I walked at a steady pace.
Surprisingly she let me walk away without as
much as a word. I gulped. This was going to be easier
than I had anticipated.
As I rounded the bend to the principal’s office,
standing in the door there she was! I wasn’t walking
slowly. I wasn’t sure how she could have made it there
before me? I managed to look disgruntled instead of
surprised but she didn’t seem to care, as she casually
slouched in the doorframe. I narrowed my eyes and
pinched my lips.
I could see the office wasn’t even open yet. In a
standoff we glared at each other. She reminded me
of an Anime warrior. The black backpack over her
shoulder could have been replaced with a gun strap,
her jumper was off revealing a different too large, cutoff t-shirt that read Bali Hang Five and strikingly far
too muscular arms, tanned and ripped with a silvery
scar sweeping across her forearm and a matching one
which swept from her shoulder under her upper arm.
I wondered what could have done it.
“I’ll just wait until he gets here,” I said in my
toughest voice, folding my flimsy arms.
“I know,” she replied in a deeper tone than mine.
There was a moment of silence as three juniors passed
us. They seemed to sense the tense atmosphere and
hurried past. Or perhaps it was my imagination. She
looked at her watch. “Since you’ve got nothing to do
for the next 30 minutes how about you just humour
me.”She seemed to be pleading, doing her best to not
sound as threatening as she looked, I guessed.
“I don’t want to humour anyone.” Especially at
my own expense, I thought. I had been sympathetically aiming to get her on my side and it seemed she
was trying to do the same.
“How’d you get that scar.” I glanced at her arm.
She shrugged. “In an accident.”
We were silent for a few moments.
“Look, do you know who forced me into the store
room?” I barely whispered, as though I had thought
it aloud.
She started walking. “Yes, I’m sorry…please
come outside, we’ll be safe there,” she said robotically
staring ahead as though she was having one of her
seizures again.
“Fine, I’ll walk with you – outside,” I added, feeling claustrophobic in the building, a result of the
residual crawling fear from being trapped in the
storeroom. I needed to get out into the open. I hoped
this wasn’t an ambush. Not that I was actually deluded enough to think anyone would stop them if
they gathered around me in broad daylight….
We walked in silence down the hallway to the
nearest door.
Cresida stopped then and stared like a stunned
animal, not gazing but listening, or so it seemed. She
snapped out of her trance quickly though and sniffed
the air like a deer. Her oily hair caught in the breeze.
She sniffed.“I’ve missed two to save you, keep you
safe. I can’t keep it up,” she said walking on out into
the daylight, seemingly not caring if I understood.
“ Two what? ” I enquired.
“Angie and Shelly Bealy.”
I backtracked, trying to ignore her strange behaviour. “Missed them?” I asked staring at her pale elfin
features. I knew I could understand if she gave me a
chance.
She stretched, arching her back to the sun, arms
out she looked decidedly more feminine. She was
taller than me.
“It’s safe,” she assured me and I wondered, safe
from what, exactly?
I thought, What have they done to get this fear
from you?
“Ha, do you think I’m afraid? That I am afraid of
them?” she said snickering madly. (Only later would
I think back and realize the humour it must have
tickled in her). “I don’t think it should be my job