A Werewolf Girl's

2.5

The sound of knocking on the door rang out loud in her ear, Emily who was asleep under the blanket groaned softly and twisted her body to continue sleeping. Covering his ears with a pillow.

He felt very tired and his instincts said that now was not even the time to get up and get ready for school. Why would he wake up and waste his precious sleep time?

"I went in, a lump of fur," said the flat door knocker.

Emily immediately opened her eyes as the remark rang out, rising from her sleeping position and blocking the abnormal girl from entering her room. "You what?"

The girl raised her eyebrows. "Visiting a werewolf room?" it is more like a question than a statement. "Surge, fur wadding. I want to help you before we go to school."

The black haired girl was silent. Closing his eyes as various thoughts entered his mind, guessing at the motives that the vampire chick would be in front of him. Since the incident where the girl revealed her identity in an almost outspoken way, Emily felt that she had to be more alert to anyone, especially to the expressionless girl.

But his head was dizzy once–effects from him that forced him to wake up–and in the end he stepped aside to give way to Amanda. "Come in."

Amanda immediately enters the room and closes the door, her tote bag she puts on Emily's bed that is still a mess. His nose seemed to frown slightly as his gaze swept through the room.

"You really need a room freshener here." She spoke softly then walked over to the wardrobe which contained only a few folds of t-shirts and shorts, a dark-colored short dress and a few pieces of suspended jeans. The girl coughed and immediately closed the door again.

Emily watched the girl scratching her non-itchy head, feeling a little careless with someone fiddling with her room even though Amanda was the rightful owner of the room.

A cold breeze immediately entered her room when Amanda opened the window frame of her room. "Much better."

"My room is that you want?" ask Emily finally, can't stand it.

"Yes, it stinks."

The girl clucked, seeing Amanda who was now cutely walking towards her dressing table which contained only a few items. He picked up the items one by one, read the labels and put them back down.

"I think a lump of feathers like you don't care about things like grooming" the girl said quietly without staring.

Emily rolled her eyeballs. "It's funny."

"I'm just guessing."

Once again the girl looked around again, shifted some of her stuff and then a few minutes later threw herself in the bed. Look tired.

"Don't find anything you're looking for?" ask Emily to open her voice.

Amanda shakes. "No, your room sucks."

The girl did not respond to anything, she just folded her hands on her chest and leaned her body against the wall.

"Didn't you bring anything from where you came from?"

Emily sniffed her shoulders. "This is all."

"You sure?" Amanda looked at him intently, trying to figure out what was not revealed between them.

He shook his head.

Amanda sighed and once again swept a glance at Emily's quite cluttered room more slowly. Cabinets, beds, drawers, dressers, clothes hangers and bathrooms. His gaze turned down and stared at the sweaters and t-shirts scattered next to the bathroom door–even he could see underwear peeking behind it.

"Remember me since when have you been here" he asked flatly.

Emily rolled her eyes again and sighed loudly. "I remember."

"Remember what?"

Without saying anything the girl went to her suitcase and took a small bottle of a clear liquid, on top of which there was a strong wood clogging so that no liquid was spilled. The thing Allison gave her when she first arrived "This."

"Don't give it to me" he said, inching away slightly. "That's harmless to you, but it's dangerous to me."

Emily remained silent. "What am I supposed to do with this bottle?"

"Wear it, multiply it, bag it, it's up to you" the girl answered and took her bag back and walked to the door. "Why don't you think about it yourself?"

"Well, if I decided to drink it and then you found my body a few minutes later would that be a good thing?"

"It's okay actually."

Emily raised her eyebrows, confused. Not understanding the meaning of the words of the girl who remained expressionless and silent in a position holding the doorknob.

"The water is harmless. If you drink that liquid it will only take a day, but if you use it, it will be a long-lasting liquid" he explained slowly. "You got it?"

"Yes, I get it, all right. Thank you," Emily seemed to be saying her last word in an irritated tone.

A very small smile twitched at the corner of Amanda's lips. Opposite her Emily still looked irritated and frowned in disbelief. "I'm starting to like you, Em."

"Huh."

"Initially, I thought you were human" said the girl. "After I know you're not, I don't have to defend my defensive nature."

The girl began to feel very clueless about what Amanda said. "I don't understand, are you afraid of humans?"

Emily can imagine Amanda rolling her eyes when she says the next thing."Afraid of such weak creatures? that's right."

"OK...."

Amanda raised a little of her eyebrows, looking like she asked what was going on. But as soon as his gaze glanced at his watch, he immediately opened the door and without saying anything closed it back down. Leaving Emily who was now confused by what had happened earlier.

"So .. is she a lesbian?"