Mrs Beam stamped on the books for the deadline a piece of card, which was located inside the book before Damon and myself left the library and travelled towards the cafe to get some lunch and to meet everyone else.

"He's a werewolf hunter...?" I said extremely slowly, trying to process to what I just heard and had to bite the inside of my cheek, so I could not laugh at him and burst out loud into a fit of giggles in front of the desk at the library, giving everyone confused looks.

Damon slowly nodded at me, knowing that what he told me was seriously true.

"Right and how long has he believed in them?"

"Apparently since when he was a young teen; saw something and now he wants revenge. His family have been hunting werewolves for generations, or so he says."

"And why is he telling everyone this or why does everyone know, in other words?"

We were walking down the stairs and turned to our first left. We were close to the cafe, when we could hear the buzz from the students, excitedly. Damon heavily sighed before continuing on the conversation.

"Because he wants the world to know werewolves exist and humanity should slay them. He has a little fan base, that is filled with mostly girls by the way, of people who believe in them and he tells them some secrets and weaknesses, what both hunters and werewolves have. He thinks they are demons in disguise and shouldn't be allowed to live. Seriously he talks about them nonstop. Personally if I was a werewolf hunter, I would keep my mouth shut and wouldn't tell anyone that some myths are true. I would try and keep the world at peace and save humanity, so no one would get suspicious of anything."

I nod in agreement, "True. You just wouldn't go around telling people that creatures that are supposed to exist actually do exist. Plus he says it's been in his family for years; didn't they tell him to shut up about it?" I wondered and for some reason, I wanted to know more than I should.

We made it the cafe and stood in the queue, waiting to be served or just waiting to grab food then go, depending on what food they had to offer.

"Well, people have asked his parents, when they come to visit him here, but they just laugh it off and say 'he's got a wild imagination'. But it's the facial expressions that scare me the most. It's like; they fix their faces to stay that way; smiling at everyone, so that people will stop asking questions. It's a creepy sort of smile," Damon shuddered, just thinking about a memory he didn't want to remember and looked over the sandwiches they had, "they're strange bunch."

I just nod once more and grabbed a sandwich, an apple and a bottle of water and stood away from the queue, waiting for Damon to pick his lunch, when I noticed Lee and his group sat on a far table, at the end of the room. I narrowed my eyes and made sure they didn't even look at our way. He was laughing and carrying on with the boys when I felt the urge to roll my eyes. Even though I haven't spoken to him, I realized he was extremely annoying. Ever since first lesson, during English he kept throwing stuff and shouting awful things towards Jack and Max, but it obviously got to Max more and Chloe had to make sure he stayed put, otherwise he'll have late night detention or sent to the Principles office. However, I noticed that when Lee was by himself at one point, he was different. He seemed calm and collected, due to his facial expression. Did being in a group of young lads, pressure him to be a person he wanted people to see, as in fear him, plus crave the attention he wants from people?

I heard Damon's footsteps coming towards me and I looked back at him. He smiled at me, which I returned. I like smiling at people, it makes me happy. He was carrying a small brown bag and I assumed it had his lunch in. I also noticed that he didn't have a bag on him that carried his college equipment in.

"Damon, where's your bag?" I asked.

Puzzled to what I meant, he asked me what bag and I informed him about his college back. Then again, did he even carry a bag or had one with him at all?

"I don't have a bag with me. I just keep my pen in this pocket," he pointed to his left pocket, at the front of his jeans, "while I keep my phone and money in this one," pointing to the other.

I nod slowing, making sure I informed him that I heard what he said, while turning around to see the others are here yet.

"Chloe and Shannon just of been here, but Jack and Max should be in the queue, but neither have been seen nor heard."

It was true; we couldn't see either of them.

"We'll wait for a bit otherwise I'll- there they are now, just heading through those doors."

I turned around to see them walking towards us, happy and laughing at each other, not with a care in the world, if they were an annoying people with their jokes or laughter. I envied them, but only because I don't remember having that much fun with anyone, apart from my best friend. I felt my lip twitch, trying to smile at the scene in front of me.

Damon walked over to them and high fives the guys, when Shannon suddenly put one of her hands on her hip, while the other was pointing angrily at him and scowled at him for some reason, with the others laughing at his facial expression.

I sighed, trying to force a smile yet I felt sad at the same time. Maybe I can have fun again like that one day. I noticed Max saw me and waved me over to them. I shyly walked over to them and felt some eyes behind my back, watching me; the new girl.

"Hello Lucy! We were looking for you and thought you left to Narnia or something," explained Max whilst smirking at me, crossing his arms over his chest, "but I figured you were with this goofball, since he was nowhere to be seen."

Max started laughing Damon looked at Max with a blank face and with annoyance, punch his arm slightly.

"Hey! What was that for?" Max shouted, angrily.

"No idea. Just felt it," Damon shrugged his shoulders, "Ok, let's go outside as enjoy the sunshine!"

Damon ran away quickly before Max even got to say anything and ran after Damon. Jack just burst out laughing, knowing it was normal for them to do something like that.

"C'mon lets go before they kill each other," demanded Chloe.

We followed her outside, with the sun glowing its beautiful yellow skin across the green field that were filled with some students, who were sat on some dirty brown benches. Even though it's supposed to be getting cold, for some random reason, it was lovely and sunny. The sun made it warmer and I felt it burning against the winter sir, beside my skin. I breathed out heavily, which I gained as I call it, dragon breath. Whilst walking behind everyone, who was busy chatting away, I looked through my bag, to find my gloves and scarf and put those on. I felt a little bit warmer.

We were nearly at the end of the field. I turned around and I noticed we were at quite some distance from the college and everyone else. We were the only ones around. Turning back around, I saw two empty benches and a huge forest behind them. Because of the weather, it made the forest more welcoming, but I know it would be dangerous to even go through there.

"So Lucy, how you with today so far?" wondered Jack, who stopped at waited for me, while the others we sat at the benches, having their lunch.

"It's interesting so far. Better than what I'd expected to be. I'm enjoying it," I smiled.

"See! We told you will be fine!" laughed Jack and beamed at me.

We drew closer to the others, when Damon popped up the topic of William aka Mr Salvador.

"So anyway, Lucy has met William, today."

           

Everyone stopped and looked at Damon, thinking he had two heads.

"He's back?" Asked Shannon, "but I thought he wasn't coming back until another two weeks?"

"No. I saw him in the library, wanting to collect his books he ordered weeks ago, apparently," Damon explained casually while grabbing his burger from the bag he carried. He looked as if he didn't care if it was cold, as long as he had food with him, he was happy.

"What type of books did he order? Did you get to see?" asked Shannon, while scoffing her face with a shortbread that looked deliciously sweet.

He shook his head while ripping the tomato ketchup wrapper and squirting it inside his cheeseburger, "I didn't but he order five books; two thin, three thick. Don't want to know what they are about to be honest."

"Probably more information on werewolves," Chloe shrugged while popping the straw into her orange juice carton.

Jack looked at Damon as if he was telling a really bad joke to him and got confused halfway through after getting it explained to him, "you're kidding right? Please say you're joking," Jack pleaded to Damon, when he just shook his head in negatively, "Great, and another stupid lesson. I bet you anything he'll talk about what happened with his family "adventures".

"Adventures?" I pondered.

Heads snapped up to my directions and they looked at me, to say are you seriously kidding me? Are you for real?

"Lucy," Damon started, "remembered what I told you about his family heritage? That is his 'adventures'. He'll be telling his entire fan base what he had been up too, especially throughout next lesson, because mostly people from our class are in his club."

"About werewolves?" I sighed, and mostly speaking to myself.

"Yeah and how to hunt them."

"Ah, you told Lucy?"

"Unfortunately yes."

"Wait, you said next lesson...do we have him next lesson? Is he our maths tutor?!"

Damon stopped eating and looked dead on the eye at me, "once again, unfortunately yes. I hope you enjoy your lesson based on werewolves and hunters, not maths and algebra."