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nurse has some. I used some last week when I got a rash from poison oak.” He said.
    “That’s not why you got that rash, quite lying.” I teased.
    “Bite me.” He said.
    I went to start eating, there wasn’t a lot of time left and I was real hungry. I took a look at the food on my plate and had no interest in the vegetables or bread, my mouth started watering in anticipation of the Salisbury steak, however.
    It was weird. I never really liked their Salisbury steak. I would eat some of it though, just for the nutrients. This time I was ravenous. I started shoveling the meat down faster than I could swallow, shoving big chunks in my mouth. I chanced a look up and saw Max staring at me with disgust.
    “I guess you’re taking this werewolf thing seriously. Or do you always eat like a lunatic?” He asked.
    I paused and slowly started chewing, smiling slightly to hide the worry I was feeling, what if my fall had affected me more than I knew? This was weird. The bell rang and we got up to go to class.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 3
     
     
     
     
    The walk down the hall helped clear my head.
    I went to my locker and got the books needed for lab. I went to my next class and sat down at my table. I was the first one in, which was normal. My teacher came in a second later carrying some books and his lunch bag. He sat down and put the lunch away in a drawer in his desk. He looked up and saw me.
    “Good afternoon Eric, how are you?” He asked.
    “I’m fine, thanks.” I answered.
    Mr. Mason was a good teacher, better than most. He was genuinely excited about teaching and it was evident. He was the type of teacher that challenged us, but did it in a way that made us want to be challenged. He was even good at getting the kids who had no interest in learning engaged.
    He was middle aged, probably around thirty-five. He had a receding hairline and had no qualms about it. He didn’t try to act cool or be someone he wasn’t just to get the kids to like him in hopes that they’d take it easy. Some of the students can be cruel to teachers who are weak.
    “Excited about graduating, I imagine?” He asked.
    “Yeah, I can’t wait. I’m going to Georgetown in a month to take a look around.” I said.
    “Georgetown is a great college; you’ll be a good addition to their student body.” He said.
    By this time other people had started making their way into class. The room soon filled up and I waited for Sara to come in.
    I always waited for her.
    She always came in right at the bell. It was a gift. Today was no different. Just as the bell started to ring, she came in through the door and looked over at me. I was momentarily stunned. She came over and sat down, looked at me and said, “Hey.”
    “Afternoon.” I said.
    I had been her lab partner all year and I still felt awkward. I was such a doofus.
    “Did you finish the diagrams on the cell mitosis?” She asked, pulling out her books and material for today’s lesson.
                  “Yeah, I finished it, you?” I asked.
                  “Of course. I wouldn’t let a little mitosis stand in my way.” She said, smiling.
    I smiled back, I couldn’t help it, it was infectious.
                  “Okay people, today were going to finish our work on cell identification. We have a bunch of slides to look at and tissue samples to examine. I want everyone to turn on their microscopes and get some samples from the front of the class. Take out your lab folder and start completing the instructions in chapter ten, if you have any questions, just ask.” Mr. Mason said.
    “I’ll go.” Sara said.
    She got up and walked to the front of the class getting our samples. I barely turned my gaze as she turned back. I didn’t want her to catch me staring at her. I could have sworn I saw a slight smile on her face as she walked back.
    “Here you go. I guess you can use the scope and I’ll draw, if you want?” She