Chapter 28: 28
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Amber was copying her notes to her other notebook when someone walked into the class. Her next class after lunch was literature in English. So, before class starts, she wanted to get into class early to do some studying. She was never good in writing. She only likes to read but not writing. She never seems to be able to write proper grammar and get some good content, especially when it comes to essay.
Her English literature teacher was a strict teacher, who apparently loves to give homework every week. Amber discovered that when she realized that her literature homework never seem to lessen. Instead, it increases. And every new assignment from her would be more difficult than the previous ones. Her teacher's name was Mrs. Evan; a thin woman who wore spectacles with a frown on her face. She never smiles, even when the book that they were reading has a comedic plot. Amber believed that the frown must probably be surgically stuck on that mouth of hers. And Mrs. Evan also likes to wear her white hair in a bun. She looks like she was in her fifties.
When Amber felt a light breeze blows by her, she looked up and saw Erick walked past to get to the seat behind her. Once he was seated, she quickly turned on her seat and asked him in a soft voice, "Hey, long time no see. How's the leg?"
Erick c.o.c.ked an eyebrow. He was surprised that she was finally talking to him. He didn't know why but it seems like she has been avoiding him the past few days. He did not know what he did wrong but he was annoyed that she likes to pretend nothing had happened. "Leg's good. Healing better. Erick is also good. Want to check my leg in a private room just to be sure?" he teased, grinning as he stressed on the word 'leg'.
Amber immediately made a face at him and then rolled her eyes. She quickly turned her back on him. 'How shameless. I was only concerned for him and he went on to say all that… how despicable,' she thought angrily.
After the incident, she really was concerned about Erick. He had been limping his way to school and sometimes even had Hamish to support him. There were many times that she wanted to help him but whenever she saw him, he either was surrounded by his football teammates or a bunch of pretty girls. She wasn't really that self-conscious but knowing how competitive the girls were when it comes to Erick, she could only watched from afar. Jealousy of a female can be a scary thing.
Now, she regrets of being too concerned about him. It was just that she kept remembering how hurt he was, back then. She felt a bit guilty for leaving him all alone while Hamish had carried him off. If they had ran together, he probably would not get himself hurt. Though, she knew that they were still hiding things from her, being all secretive. But she couldn't help but feel that there was something about Erick that made her feel overly anxious. It was weird since they weren't this close, even though, they seem to be getting closer after that barnyard incident. And now, it seems to drift apart.
She sighed inwardly. Seems like there are some girls who were not meant to have a guy friends. It was sad but she actually prefer to have guy friends over girl friends. Probably because girls tend to make more drama than guys.
She then continued to copy her notes while ignoring the poking from behind.
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Erick continued to poke Amber with his pencil. "Hey, hey," he hissed softly. "Are you angry?" Seeing that she was still ignoring him, he continued to poke her. But apparently, her patience was something to be impressed. She doesn't even turn to glare at him. She continued writing on her notebook as if there wasn't something that's annoying her at that moment.
He leaned against his seat with a sigh. He was getting bored. And Hamish wasn't in the same class as him so he can't talk with him.
He was about to grab a book from his backpack to read when suddenly he felt Dane letting out a low growl in his mind. "What's with you?" Erick admonished.
'Stop with your childish acts with this human,' Dane growled.
Erick frowned. He was surprised to hear Dane was backing Amber up. She was a human. Something that Dane dislike or even detest. Even more so than witches. And he just told Erick to stop annoying a human?
'Dane,' he started slowly. 'This girl is a human. As you can see, she got no wolf. Nothing. Now, do your job and growled at her.'
Dane just ignored him and fell silent.
Erick rolled his eyes. He could never understand Dane. He was such an enigma.
Few minutes later, the teacher finally came in, carrying some files in her arm. Her narrowed eyes scanned the room as she stood in front of the podium in the class. She then began her rollcall for the attendance. She called out each name and ticked something in her notebook when the students answered her.
Erick was daydreaming when Mrs. Evans repeatedly called out his name. Worried that the teacher might get annoyed with him, Amber quickly turned and patted him on his arm. "Hey, the teacher just called out your name."
"What? You love me?" Erick said, as he blinked his eyes to consciousness.
Amber cringed. "How can you mistaken calling out your name with I love you?" she scolded, her face beet red.
"I know. I love me too," he replied. He then looked up and said loudly, "Sorry, Mrs. Evans. I'm here."
Mrs. Evans scowled at him. "The next time you don't answer my call, I'm going to mark you as absent, Mr. Kendall."
He grinned sheepishly. "Sorry," he apologised. Turning back to Amber, he winked at her cheekily.
Amber rolled her eyes and turned back to her seat. Why did she ever thought they could be friends? He has become even more outrageously shameless.
The class continued on very well. Mrs. Evans started off her lecture with a fun topic to talk about, even if she was still not smiling. Nevertheless, it made most of the students laughed and became more interested in the topic. The topic was 'Harry Potter and its impact on English Literature.'
Erick had never heard of Harry Potter so he was confused when people around him got a bit excited when the teacher mentioned his name. Even Amber seems excited as she smiled a lot and became an active speaker about the topics.
Apparently, it was one of the most popular novels from a British author named J. K. Rowling. It depicted the lives of a young wizard named Harry Potter and his friends. Hearing them talk, Erick scoffed in his heart. 'Wizard?' he ridiculed. 'Everyone knows that werewolves are better than wizards.'
He looked up when he noticed Amber had turned around in her seat again to face him, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "So, which one is your favourite house?" she asked, a big smile on her face.
"House?" he repeated.
Amber nodded.
"What kind of question is that?" he asked, confused. "Why do you think I have lots of houses that I would pick one as my favourite."
She looked confused when she heard his question. She did not realize that Erick has no idea what is Harry Potter. She did not expect that there was anyone in this world who doesn't even heard about Harry Potter.
"Uhh, what I meant was… Do you like Gryffindor? Hufflepuff? Slytherin? Or Ravenclaw?" she asked again.
Erick looked even more confused. Gryfin-what? Puffpuff? Curry puff? Was this something he should know? Was she hungry for curry puff? Does she wants samosa too? Looking confused, he asked her whether she was hungry.
Amber gasped. Erick really have no clue what Harry Potter is. She discreetly clenched her fists as she watched the dumbfounded Erick with a determined look in her eyes.
She patted him on the arm and said, "Don't worry. I'll make you a Potterhead before you know it."
Again, Erick could only looked at her in confused. What the heck is this woman talking about? Are they even in the same topic? Potterhead? Is he suppose to wear a pot on his head? It was then he decided that he should ignore her for now and listened to the teacher.
When he heard what the teacher was talking about, realization dawned on him. He groaned inwardly. Seems like he has another thing to learn about. What a pain in the arse.
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Amber was copying her notes to her other notebook when someone walked into the class. Her next class after lunch was literature in English. So, before class starts, she wanted to get into class early to do some studying. She was never good in writing. She only likes to read but not writing. She never seems to be able to write proper grammar and get some good content, especially when it comes to essay.
Her English literature teacher was a strict teacher, who apparently loves to give homework every week. Amber discovered that when she realized that her literature homework never seem to lessen. Instead, it increases. And every new assignment from her would be more difficult than the previous ones. Her teacher's name was Mrs. Evan; a thin woman who wore spectacles with a frown on her face. She never smiles, even when the book that they were reading has a comedic plot. Amber believed that the frown must probably be surgically stuck on that mouth of hers. And Mrs. Evan also likes to wear her white hair in a bun. She looks like she was in her fifties.
When Amber felt a light breeze blows by her, she looked up and saw Erick walked past to get to the seat behind her. Once he was seated, she quickly turned on her seat and asked him in a soft voice, "Hey, long time no see. How's the leg?"
Erick c.o.c.ked an eyebrow. He was surprised that she was finally talking to him. He didn't know why but it seems like she has been avoiding him the past few days. He did not know what he did wrong but he was annoyed that she likes to pretend nothing had happened. "Leg's good. Healing better. Erick is also good. Want to check my leg in a private room just to be sure?" he teased, grinning as he stressed on the word 'leg'.
Amber immediately made a face at him and then rolled her eyes. She quickly turned her back on him. 'How shameless. I was only concerned for him and he went on to say all that… how despicable,' she thought angrily.
After the incident, she really was concerned about Erick. He had been limping his way to school and sometimes even had Hamish to support him. There were many times that she wanted to help him but whenever she saw him, he either was surrounded by his football teammates or a bunch of pretty girls. She wasn't really that self-conscious but knowing how competitive the girls were when it comes to Erick, she could only watched from afar. Jealousy of a female can be a scary thing.
Now, she regrets of being too concerned about him. It was just that she kept remembering how hurt he was, back then. She felt a bit guilty for leaving him all alone while Hamish had carried him off. If they had ran together, he probably would not get himself hurt. Though, she knew that they were still hiding things from her, being all secretive. But she couldn't help but feel that there was something about Erick that made her feel overly anxious. It was weird since they weren't this close, even though, they seem to be getting closer after that barnyard incident. And now, it seems to drift apart.
She sighed inwardly. Seems like there are some girls who were not meant to have a guy friends. It was sad but she actually prefer to have guy friends over girl friends. Probably because girls tend to make more drama than guys.
She then continued to copy her notes while ignoring the poking from behind.
-----
Erick continued to poke Amber with his pencil. "Hey, hey," he hissed softly. "Are you angry?" Seeing that she was still ignoring him, he continued to poke her. But apparently, her patience was something to be impressed. She doesn't even turn to glare at him. She continued writing on her notebook as if there wasn't something that's annoying her at that moment.
He leaned against his seat with a sigh. He was getting bored. And Hamish wasn't in the same class as him so he can't talk with him.
He was about to grab a book from his backpack to read when suddenly he felt Dane letting out a low growl in his mind. "What's with you?" Erick admonished.
'Stop with your childish acts with this human,' Dane growled.
Erick frowned. He was surprised to hear Dane was backing Amber up. She was a human. Something that Dane dislike or even detest. Even more so than witches. And he just told Erick to stop annoying a human?
'Dane,' he started slowly. 'This girl is a human. As you can see, she got no wolf. Nothing. Now, do your job and growled at her.'
Dane just ignored him and fell silent.
Erick rolled his eyes. He could never understand Dane. He was such an enigma.
Few minutes later, the teacher finally came in, carrying some files in her arm. Her narrowed eyes scanned the room as she stood in front of the podium in the class. She then began her rollcall for the attendance. She called out each name and ticked something in her notebook when the students answered her.
Erick was daydreaming when Mrs. Evans repeatedly called out his name. Worried that the teacher might get annoyed with him, Amber quickly turned and patted him on his arm. "Hey, the teacher just called out your name."
"What? You love me?" Erick said, as he blinked his eyes to consciousness.
Amber cringed. "How can you mistaken calling out your name with I love you?" she scolded, her face beet red.
"I know. I love me too," he replied. He then looked up and said loudly, "Sorry, Mrs. Evans. I'm here."
Mrs. Evans scowled at him. "The next time you don't answer my call, I'm going to mark you as absent, Mr. Kendall."
He grinned sheepishly. "Sorry," he apologised. Turning back to Amber, he winked at her cheekily.
Amber rolled her eyes and turned back to her seat. Why did she ever thought they could be friends? He has become even more outrageously shameless.
The class continued on very well. Mrs. Evans started off her lecture with a fun topic to talk about, even if she was still not smiling. Nevertheless, it made most of the students laughed and became more interested in the topic. The topic was 'Harry Potter and its impact on English Literature.'
Erick had never heard of Harry Potter so he was confused when people around him got a bit excited when the teacher mentioned his name. Even Amber seems excited as she smiled a lot and became an active speaker about the topics.
Apparently, it was one of the most popular novels from a British author named J. K. Rowling. It depicted the lives of a young wizard named Harry Potter and his friends. Hearing them talk, Erick scoffed in his heart. 'Wizard?' he ridiculed. 'Everyone knows that werewolves are better than wizards.'
He looked up when he noticed Amber had turned around in her seat again to face him, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "So, which one is your favourite house?" she asked, a big smile on her face.
"House?" he repeated.
Amber nodded.
"What kind of question is that?" he asked, confused. "Why do you think I have lots of houses that I would pick one as my favourite."
She looked confused when she heard his question. She did not realize that Erick has no idea what is Harry Potter. She did not expect that there was anyone in this world who doesn't even heard about Harry Potter.
"Uhh, what I meant was… Do you like Gryffindor? Hufflepuff? Slytherin? Or Ravenclaw?" she asked again.
Erick looked even more confused. Gryfin-what? Puffpuff? Curry puff? Was this something he should know? Was she hungry for curry puff? Does she wants samosa too? Looking confused, he asked her whether she was hungry.
Amber gasped. Erick really have no clue what Harry Potter is. She discreetly clenched her fists as she watched the dumbfounded Erick with a determined look in her eyes.
She patted him on the arm and said, "Don't worry. I'll make you a Potterhead before you know it."
Again, Erick could only looked at her in confused. What the heck is this woman talking about? Are they even in the same topic? Potterhead? Is he suppose to wear a pot on his head? It was then he decided that he should ignore her for now and listened to the teacher.
When he heard what the teacher was talking about, realization dawned on him. He groaned inwardly. Seems like he has another thing to learn about. What a pain in the arse.
Amber was copying her notes to her other notebook when someone walked into the class. Her next class after lunch was literature in English. So, before class starts, she wanted to get into class early to do some studying. She was never good in writing. She only likes to read but not writing. She never seems to be able to write proper grammar and get some good content, especially when it comes to essay. Her English literature teacher was a strict teacher, who apparently loves to give homework every week. Amber discovered that when she realized that her literature homework never seem to lessen. Instead, it increases. And every new assignment from her would be more difficult than the previous ones. Her teacher's name was Mrs. Evan; a thin woman who wore spectacles with a frown on her face. She never smiles, even when the book that they were reading has a comedic plot. Amber believed that the frown must probably be surgically stuck on that mouth of hers. And Mrs. Evan also likes to wear her white hair in a bun. She looks like she was in her fifties. When Amber felt a light breeze blows by her, she looked up and saw Erick walked past to get to the seat behind her. Once he was seated, she quickly turned on her seat and asked him in a soft voice, "Hey, long time no see. How's the leg?" Erick c.o.c.ked an eyebrow. He was surprised that she was finally talking to him. He didn't know why but it seems like she has been avoiding him the past few days. He did not know what he did wrong but he was annoyed that she likes to pretend nothing had happened. "Leg's good. Healing better. Erick is also good. Want to check my leg in a private room just to be sure?" he teased, grinning as he stressed on the word 'leg'. Amber immediately made a face at him and then rolled her eyes. She quickly turned her back on him. 'How shameless. I was only concerned for him and he went on to say all that how despicable,' she thought angrily. After the incident, she really was concerned about Erick. He had been limping his way to school and sometimes even had Hamish to support him. There were many times that she wanted to help him but whenever she saw him, he either was surrounded by his football teammates or a bunch of pretty girls. She wasn't really that self-conscious but knowing how competitive the girls were when it comes to Erick, she could only watched from afar. Jealousy of a female can be a scary thing. Now, she regrets of being too concerned about him. It was just that she kept remembering how hurt he was, back then. She felt a bit guilty for leaving him all alone while Hamish had carried him off. If they had ran together, he probably would not get himself hurt. Though, she knew that they were still hiding things from her, being all secretive. But she couldn't help but feel that there was something about Erick that made her feel overly anxious. It was weird since they weren't this close, even though, they seem to be getting closer after that barnyard incident. And now, it seems to drift apart. She sighed inwardly. Seems like there are some girls who were not meant to have a guy friends. It was sad but she actually prefer to have guy friends over girl friends. Probably because girls tend to make more drama than guys. She then continued to copy her notes while ignoring the poking from behind. ----- Erick continued to poke Amber with his pencil. "Hey, hey," he hissed softly. "Are you angry?" Seeing that she was still ignoring him, he continued to poke her. But apparently, her patience was something to be impressed. She doesn't even turn to glare at him. She continued writing on her notebook as if there wasn't something that's annoying her at that moment. He leaned against his seat with a sigh. He was getting bored. And Hamish wasn't in the same class as him so he can't talk with him. He was about to grab a book from his backpack to read when suddenly he felt Dane letting out a low growl in his mind. "What's with you?" Erick admonished. 'Stop with your childish acts with this human,' Dane growled. Erick frowned. He was surprised to hear Dane was backing Amber up. She was a human. Something that Dane dislike or even detest. Even more so than witches. And he just told Erick to stop annoying a human? 'Dane,' he started slowly. 'This girl is a human. As you can see, she got no wolf. Nothing. Now, do your job and growled at her.' Dane just ignored him and fell silent. Erick rolled his eyes. He could never understand Dane. He was such an enigma. Few minutes later, the teacher finally came in, carrying some files in her arm. Her narrowed eyes scanned the room as she stood in front of the podium in the class. She then began her rollcall for the attendance. She called out each name and ticked something in her notebook when the students answered her. Erick was daydreaming when Mrs. Evans repeatedly called out his name. Worried that the teacher might get annoyed with him, Amber quickly turned and patted him on his arm. "Hey, the teacher just called out your name." "What? You love me?" Erick said, as he blinked his eyes to consciousness. Amber cringed. "How can you mistaken calling out your name with I love you?" she scolded, her face beet red. "I know. I love me too," he replied. He then looked up and said loudly, "Sorry, Mrs. Evans. I'm here." Mrs. Evans scowled at him. "The next time you don't answer my call, I'm going to mark you as absent, Mr. Kendall." He grinned sheepishly. "Sorry," he apologised. Turning back to Amber, he winked at her cheekily. Amber rolled her eyes and turned back to her seat. Why did she ever thought they could be friends? He has become even more outrageously shameless. The class continued on very well. Mrs. Evans started off her lecture with a fun topic to talk about, even if she was still not smiling. Nevertheless, it made most of the students laughed and became more interested in the topic. The topic was 'Harry Potter and its impact on English Literature.' Erick had never heard of Harry Potter so he was confused when people around him got a bit excited when the teacher mentioned his name. Even Amber seems excited as she smiled a lot and became an active speaker about the topics. Apparently, it was one of the most popular novels from a British author named J. K. Rowling. It depicted the lives of a young wizard named Harry Potter and his friends. Hearing them talk, Erick scoffed in his heart. 'Wizard?' he ridiculed. 'Everyone knows that werewolves are better than wizards.' He looked up when he noticed Amber had turned around in her seat again to face him, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "So, which one is your favourite house?" she asked, a big smile on her face. "House?" he repeated. Amber nodded. "What kind of question is that?" he asked, confused. "Why do you think I have lots of houses that I would pick one as my favourite." She looked confused when she heard his question. She did not realize that Erick has no idea what is Harry Potter. She did not expect that there was anyone in this world who doesn't even heard about Harry Potter. "Uhh, what I meant was Do you like Gryffindor? Hufflepuff? Slytherin? Or Ravenclaw?" she asked again. Erick looked even more confused. Gryfin-what? Puffpuff? Curry puff? Was this something he should know? Was she hungry for curry puff? Does she wants samosa too? Looking confused, he asked her whether she was hungry. Amber gasped. Erick really have no clue what Harry Potter is. She discreetly clenched her fists as she watched the dumbfounded Erick with a determined look in her eyes. She patted him on the arm and said, "Don't worry. I'll make you a Potterhead before you know it." Again, Erick could only looked at her in confused. What the heck is this woman talking about? Are they even in the same topic? Potterhead? Is he suppose to wear a pot on his head? It was then he decided that he should ignore her for now and listened to the teacher. When he heard what the teacher was talking about, realization dawned on him. He groaned inwardly. Seems like he has another thing to learn about. What a pain in the arse.
