Trevor's P.O.V:

'Crap crap crap I'm gonna be late!'

I run down the streets to this high school that all the Werewolf Hunter's are supposed to be. Even I for once have to go to this event. I pant tiredly as I see the large brick building, this has to be the high school where everyone is! I cross the streets as I see the entrance of the high school just a few feet away! The cross light changes as I hurry across. Sweat rolls down my forehead as I check on my phone again which room I am supposed to be in. I groan in annoyance as I see my fucking room I have to be in is on the third floor of this entire place! Like of course I have no problem coming here in the first place! I pace up the stairs to the front of the high school and I enter into the large school. I see thousands of other Werewolf Hunters and Junior Hunters in here. Confusion on all there faces. I guess they all are lost like me right now. I mean, this entire place is humongous! I can't even see which classroom is which they all look the exact same! I see out of the corner of my eyes a white cartoon cat as she stands around with her schedule in hand. A wave of relief hits me as I push myself through all the other Werewolf Hunters.

"MEHREEN! HEY MEHREEN!" I call out to her as I see her head turn towards me. A soft grin grows on her lips as she turns her body to me.

"Hey Trev's! I can't believe your here! Damn I swear to god I can't find anyplace I'm assigned to! It's a serious pain!" Mehreen complains as she shows me her list. I see on her phone screen a bunch of random room numbers with the names of the teachers, "I... just really hope I don't see my sister in any of these classes..."

"Huh? Why is that?" I ask her in sincere curiosity. Mehreen lowers the phone in her hand as she looks at me with her gentle deep brown eyes. A small blush rises into my cheeks as I simply can give her a soft toothy grin.

"Well... my older sister who goes to this high school has NO IDEA about me being a Junior Werewolf Hunter. It'll flip her off the roof if she finds me out, especially when my parents also find out..." Mehreen explains to me. A frown replacing her smile as she lets out a soft sigh. So Mehreen also has a older sister?

"I'm sure she'll understand Mehreen... So don't try to sweat over it so much. I'm actually sure when she finds out, she'll be so proud of you to see your doing this to revive hope in getting rid of all these Werewolves!" I inform Mehreen as she looks back at me with some surprising eyes. Along with a small blush on her cheeks. I chuckle softly as I ruffle her hair up, "But over all Mehreen... I think your sister will be so proud of you!"

Merheen's P.O.V:

I pout in playful anger as Trevor messes my hair up. Damnit you have to be kidding me! Trevor continues to chuckle to himself as he doesn't quit with messing my hair up. And I just finished washing my hair this morning! I swear when Trevor is done with this I'm gonna-. The sleeve of his trench coat with the arm he's messing my hair up with slightly shifts down as I can make out some numbers in black pen.

'90761'

I finally pull away as Trevor frowns slightly in sadness. I chuckle to myself mischievously as Trevor pouts childishly. Then those numbers hit my head again. What do they stand for anyways?

"Hey Trevor... what did those numbers on your arm mean?" I ask as I see Trevor's eyes look at me with confusion. But I swear at first glance I see Trevor's eyes in a bit more of a 'what the hell?!' look.

"Oh? those numbers? Their were just in my schedule for today! So I decided to write them down in case I forget. Why?"

"Nothing nothing! Just some stupid curiosity that got to me!" I exclaim, of course I don't want him to look at me oddly! He's already the only friend aside from my sister Janis that's actually my age! Someone instead of my family I can rely on...

"Okay! Anyways... I better start looking for my assigned classes before the chief possibly kicks my ass again. Talk to you later Mehreen!" Trevor exclaims as he scurries off into the high school. Well... I better go off to my places myself. I turn back to the main office door as I see a line to the main office. Aww geez this is gonna take forever to go through!

My P.O.V:

I walk with Penny to my class as she already is gonna be at my class to begin with. Not to mention that she also is assigned to my class to start with. My calmness begins to rush back towards me as I see the classroom door come closer and closer to me. I walk into my classroom to see a teenage boy looking around my age wearing mostly grey's and greens. Even the ends of his brown hair are dyed a apple green. I look over my shoulder to see Penny returning the stare right back at me.

"Is he another new student or something?" I ask her as I turn back to the teenage boy. For some reason he looks like he's from some type of science laboratory. Or this can just be from me...

"Oh no Janis... he's one of the new Werewolf teachers that's gonna start teaching here from today now on."

I literally feel myself jump out of my own body as I hear Penny's words. What the actual fuck?! This guy right in front of all the desks, that looks like a LEGIT FUCKING SOPHOMORE. Is our Werewolf teacher! He literally looks like a normal high school sophomore that goes to this school! But now that I think about this some more... not too many adult Werewolf Hunters are free for teaching students in high school or elementary school about Werewolves and such. So of course it's mostly Junior Werewolf Hunters or some extremely young Werewolf Hunters to take these jobs for lots of extra pocket money. I guess I don't have anything I can do to argue with this, or do I have much of a right to just come up to our new 'Werewolf teacher' and simply ask him, 'So... what makes you want this job?'

Damn... that will quickly make me look like a complete grade A asshole...

I glue my lips shut as I walk to my desk in the second row of desks. I take my seat as I slip off my backpack to the side as I unload my things. I can see in front of my desk, even with this other student sitting in front of me. The new 'Werewolf teacher', setting up his desk as he drops all his papers, binders, and even some of his own personal Werewolf Hunter equipment. I continue to look at the new teacher as he takes out his phone to check the time one more time. I look at all my things on my desk as I unzip my pencil case as I take out my mechanical pencil with my erasers. I can't help but feel like this is too new for me, that a fucking sophomore Werewolf Hunter is now gonna teach us about Werewolves? Yeah... this is never gonna rub on me well.

"H-Hello..." Our new Werewolf Hunter teacher speaks up as much as he can. Everyone stares away from there desks, including me, onto the teacher immediately. I can spot the nervousness all over his face as he awkwardly clears his throat. I still call bullshit that he's our teacher, I swear he is impossibly too young to be our teacher! "I-I'm gonna be your new W-Werewolf teacher... So... can you all p-please introduce yourselves to me?" 

Wow, isn't this gonna be something new for school today. A sixteen year old looking boy now a teacher at our high school who's going to be teaching us about the Werewolves roaming around at night? Yeah totally normal... All the students in front of me stand up and begin to introduce themselves to the new 'teacher' for our Werewolf teacher. And the our new Werewolf teacher isn't even gonna introduce himself to all of us first? Oh well... Now my row starts to stand up and introduce themselves to the teacher. My turn is up as I clear my throat. I look at the teenager- I mean our new teacher right in the eyes. 

"I'm... Janis the Bunny... Nice to met you..." I introduce myself to the teacher quietly. I'm not really one to talk to others first, I normally let others start talking to me. Last time I let myself talk to someone else I of course have to make things look absolutely awkward. I stare back at the teacher as he stares at me with some shock in his eyes. What for though? Do I have a bad look on me today? Something wrong with the way I put on my lipstick or what?! I look away awkwardly as I sit back down into my seat. I still can't shake off the gaze of my Werewolf teacher. I look next to the teacher as I see Penny give me a quirky smile. I scratch the back of my neck awkwardly as that signals Penny to walk over to my desk. She squeezes herself through the desks to get to mine. She crouches down as she gives me a soft smile. I give her a small frown as I release a sigh, "Did I do something wrong Penny? Why did he look at me like that?" 

"You didn't do anything wrong, he's just like that. Don't worry though, he's just as really awkward and really shy! Not to mention a little childish. But other than that I'm sure you didn't do anything bad." Penny informs me gently as she slaps my back a couple times. Each time being pushed into my desk. I giggle softly as I nod to Penny. 

"Thanks Penny! That really helps..." I thank Penny as she returns to me a cheeky, toothy smile. 

"Oh, and everyone in the high school today is gonna learn more about Werewolves all day today. So... your hella lucky to have Satoru as your teacher! He's really smart and pretty relaxed when he teaches others about Werewolves! Not to mention he is one of the highest researchers in Japan Werewolf Hunter facility! And he dropped out of his high school in Japan to move over here for more studying!" 

"Whoa damn! that's insane!" I exclaim quietly as I take one more quick glance at Satoru. This young and he takes the role of a teacher to teach others about Werewolves? What a fucking trooper! He must be that super nice but smart teacher to cut through to teaching students around his own age about Werewolves. But of course it's not like he personally likes studying about this type of stuff himself. Cause of course there is the possibility that he's forced to learn about Werewolves. Which is really sad to think about. Maybe Satoru wants to be someone else than a Werewolf researcher... 

"A-Anyways... I'm gonna start with the class! H-Here's a worksheet to start w-with!" Satoru exclaims out of the blue as he holds a stack of papers in his arms. He starts to place a single piece of paper on each of our desks as slowly all the students flip over to the front of the paper to see... a bunch of questions about Werewolves and about what we know about them so far. I flip my paper over as I see all the same questions as everyone else. But my sheet is only one question more than everyone else's. The last question on  my sheet is written in black ink, like it's just slapped on there before I have my paper... 

'Why do you have the scent of multiple Werewolves?' 

My eyes widen at the question as my heart begins to beat. I stand up from my seat as I see Penny in front of my desk look at me oddly. No way... I'M NOT A WEREWOLF! I purse my lips tightly as I begin to run out of the classroom in terror and confusion. No way I'm friends with Werewolves! It's impossible! This... can't be the answer! On the edge of crying, I stop myself as I feel a hand grab onto my wrist. I turn my head over my shoulder to see our teacher, Satoru holding me in place so I don't run away again. I glare at him as I struggle to take my wrist back. But surprisingly he's really strong for someone who mostly studies about Werewolves most of his life. 

"Hey Janis... why'd you run out of class like that?" 

"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU PSYCHO FUCK! I-I DON'T HAVE THE SCENT OF ANY DAMN WEREWOLF ALRIGHT?!" I exclaim as I continue to struggle to take my wrist back. 

"Janis... you don't have to keep secrets from me..." Satoru informs me gently. In disbelief I finally break my wrist free from his grasp. 

"Like I can believe that..." 

There is a moment of silence as Satoru and I stand in complete awkwardness. Both our heads looking at the ground instead of each other. Then Satoru quickly raises his head back upwards as I move my eyes upwards to see what's up. He looks around the halls as he can hear something I can't. He takes my hand again as he starts to drag me back to the classroom in a hurry. In complete confusion he takes a screeching turn back to the same exact classroom without having to look at every door we pass through! He pulls open the door and pushes me inside. A bit too hard as I nearly fall, but thanks to one of my best friends she catches me before I faceplant into the floor of the classroom. Everyone looks at Satoru as he pants tiredly before he looks at all the Werewolf Hunters in the room. Including Penny too. 

"Werewolf Hunters! You too Juniors! Keep this room in lock down mode! Guard all of the students here and make sure not even one gets out of your sight!" Satoru exclaims as he slams the door shut and locks the door from the outside. Which also means Satoru is also locking himself into whatever the hell danger is going on! He continues down the halls as he goes off into whatever he's trying to do. Penny holds me close as all I can do is hug back to her. I look back at the paper on my desk as I being to wonder about that question on the paper again...

'Why do you have the scent of multiple Werewolves?'