Luna Raine

VIII. Something Weird, Something Bizarre

We turned out heads to see a gorgeous brunette, deep brown eyes gazing at us. She was wearing a red shirt that says, Why aren′t you whining with a bottle of wine in the background and long sweats. She wasn't dressed up like the rest of the people around us, but her beauty was astonishing; she didn't need to dress up to stand out.

"Yeah, so can we keep this line moving?" A redhead behind her screamed, puffing her cheeks and laying her chin on the brunette's shoulder.

"Miss Aria, we can't let them in without an ID," the man changed his tone into a more formal one.

Helen released a gasp, nudging me on the arm. "What?" I hissed.

"It's her! It's Aria Sienna Rossi!" she whispered.

She walked towards him and lifted a brow, "I said they are with me."

He nodded in compliance and stood aside. "Apologies, Miss Aria," he responds, allowing all of us inside then continuing to check the other students.

Again, this world is scary. A little girl is actually telling an adult what to do. Unlike my world, where people subtly use their status. Here, they don't give a single damn.

"Thanks," I said.

She gave me a nod then walk away with the redhead attached to her arm

"Woah, they are prettier in person," Cory mumbled, staring at two girls, eyes lingering down towards their assets.

We walk inside, "Who are they?" I ask.

"Those two are Aria Sienna Rossi and her best friend, Cynthia Ramon," Helene responded. "If you went out more instead of staying inside and played video games, you would know Aria is the youngest of the Rossi's household; some refer to her as Angel Aria or Princess Aria."

I sat down, "Why?"

"Why not? I mean, look at her!" Cory said, turning around to take a peek at Aria. My eyes roamed around the auditorium to see a lot of guys looking at them and some jealous females.

"It's because she lives the perfect life like a princess. She has strict but caring parents who adore them with all their hearts. Everyone in that family is a genius, I mean you met Mrs.Rossi at the hospital before, where she ran the joint. Also, her father is an essential politician in the human community, but his name is well known in the hunter's world. Plus, every Rossi sibling is drop-dead gorgeous. Girls like her don't even know the word problems because they don't have any."

My eyes glanced back as they continued talking among themselves. Others were passing by their seats, greeting them, which they replied swiftly and elegantly. Our eyes met, and I whipped my head around, heart pounding. I can feel her stares burning in the back of my head, and I couldn't help but want to pee.

"I need to take a piss," I said. Hurriedly, I rushed towards the large hallway, lurking around, trying to find the bathroom. "Where is it?" I bounce up and down.

"Tom is everything taken care of?" I heard a voice say.

I twirl my head to see the redhead from earlier as well as an older man. Unconsciously, I hid behind a wall, sliding down and curled myself into a ball. I need to pee.

"Yes, everything is taken care of, Cynthia. I'm quite curious, how did you get her to sign up for Were-High School?"

"I grew up with her. I know her weakness. She can't say no to me," she responds, in a tone completely different from earlier.

"I hope everything will be okay."

"It will be, continue working for Aria and report to me everything you know."

Tom nodded, "I got to go; they are going to Selection Day at Hunter High today too."

"Ah, right, your daughter, Chelsea, goes there. I heard she is being selected."

I can hear a shaky breath being released, "Yes."

"What's wrong?" She asks.

"I feel like there is something odd going on with Chelsea lately. She has been sneaking out, going to God know where and when I go after her, she seems to disappear. Not only that, I tried to pull back her application for Were High School, but for some odd reason, I couldn't," he said in an overly concerned voice.

"Don't worry, I will keep an eye on her, and I'm pretty sure Aria will too?" she said.

"Thank you," he replied.

When I heard some footsteps fading, I twirled around to see that they were gone. Sitting there, I felt like I listened to a conversation I wasn't supposed to hear. When I remember I had to pee, I rushed around to find the bathroom. My eyes saw the bathroom sign, and I swore I saw heaven. I pushed the door open and rushed into a stall, doing my business. After releasing the tension, I washed my hand and headed back to the auditorium.

After circling the hallways a few times, I realize I was lost, completely lost. "Damn it, bladder!"

I heard a rush of cheering, and I ran towards the sound, but I kept hitting a dead end. Another round of applause was made, and I ran towards it only to catch another dead end. While I continued walking, I somehow made it outside the auditorium.

A rush of students came out, grumbling or crying. "I can't believe I didn't get chosen. My dad promised me he would pull whatever strings he can so I can get picked," a girl whined, stomping her beautiful red heels.

"How is my werewolf mate going to find me now!"

"Why am I not surprised, all the f*****g Rossi's family member got picked."

"What are we going to do? Our captains are gone! The other soccer teams are going to r**e us!"

"Maybe, we can beg them to stay."

"I knew those f*****g Rossi's twin isn't human!" a familiar voice complained, and I turned around to see Cory, who was folding his arms in dissatisfaction.

"Where were you?! You missed everything!" Helen shouted, rushing towards me.

"I had to pee."

"I'm going to file a complaint against those Rossi's twins! They don't deserve all those trophies! How are humans going to compete against f*****g hunters!" Cory threw his hands in the air.

We head towards the parking lot with the massive crowd. Helen opens the car doors, and we leap in. "I told you all these fuckers have a nice car," Cory complained. He looks at me. "What's wrong with you?"

"Do you guys feel like something weird is going on here? Something bizarre?"

Helen chuckled, "You're from a different world. Everything here is weird to you."