Chapter 26: Chapter 26

7:00 am

I was all dressed and ready for my first day at werewolf city college,  still don’t how the government of New York agreed to such a name for a school establishment because that is just soo cliché except maybe the government knows that the school is for werewolf’s only which is most likely not possible.  That wasn’t really my problem, my problems is I am freaking out.

I could barely sleep last night, after all our visitors  left I when back to my room to take a hot shower and then changed into my pyjamas hoping to calm my nerves,

But it didn’t work.  so I went ahead to play games watched and made  hilarious tik tok videos and even did a little Instagram but it didn’t work. I went to my mom’s room only to find her lying on her bed in her pyjamas as well reading a romcom novel.

She frowned a little as she suspected instantly that I was having trouble sleeping

"Awwn darling I’m sorry you are having trouble sleeping. Should I make you cup of warm milk with chocolate chips cookies?"

"How did you know I’m having trouble sleeping?"

"Hmm mothers instincts"

With that she stood up and I followed behind her to the kitchen. Once we arrived she went straight to work and I watch her perform  her motherly wonders in the kitchen I couldn’t help but watch and smile as I studied her every move.

She might be human but she is definably gifted. It didn’t take up to an hour before the fresh cookies and warm milk was ready and we giggled at our achievement. We carried the tray of cookies and two cups of warm milk to my room and that was all it took for me took be knocked out.

It wasn’t too knocked out because I woke up at the first ring of my alarm which was set to 6 o’clock. And in less than an hour I was ready but the only obstacle was what to wear.

After 30 minutes  of pondering I decide to go with something classic but tom boyish so I wore a black ripped jeans a purple round neck inner and a grey hoodie to go with my grey canvas with a purple back pack to go with it.

Satisfied with my outfit I decided to style  my dreadlocks hair into a pony tail  once I was done I looked myself over again in the full length mirror in my room just to be sure I had everything I need.

"You can do this Lora those people got nothing on you. You’re an hybrid and you should be proud of that k. crying never solves anything it’s only going to make it worse, besides you’re not a baby any more your 18, which means you can do anything … so long as it’s not illegal. You got this okay"

I was giving myself a pep talk and it most certainly wasn’t working because my hands were supper sweaty and I was slowly hyperventilating which was not a good sign  if only my mom  was here she'd  know what to do. As if on que my mom interrupted my pathetic attempt of a pep talk and a breathing section with myself in the full length mirror in my room as she said

"Hey morning  hon… you got what now?"

"Your right mom I don’t got it I’m too scared."

What if they don’t like me?

What if they hate the fact that I’m the hybrid just like Cece?

What if they maltreat me because of my skin colour?

What if they detest my sense of style I mean look at me?

What if they hate my hair that’s the one part of me that is fully Nigeria?

What if they hate the fact that Nigeria???

Well half Nigerian but still what of they hate me for that???

Oh mother please help I don’t want to go to that school I don’t know anyone there and it’s going to be super sad and lonely without you"

I said crying into her shoulder as I hugged her tightly wishing she was a teenager and we could attend the school together. She hugged me back giving me a sense of peace and comfort as I slowly relaxed into her arms as she whispered comforting words to my hears.

I know I look ridiculous crying like 3 year old because I don't want to school but I  wasn’t always a cry baby something really dreadful happed and that kind of made me soo closed off and aloof to the point that I stopped going to school and prefer home schooled since we could afford it anyway. It was 3 years ago and it was something I would rather leave burred in the past.

Once my mom noticed that I have calmed down she said

"Hey look at me, you are Lora Orra Kumar the one true daughter of Sanjay Otto Kumar and Brenda Sage Kumar you are part human and part hybrid don’t you ever forget that because if what you are is against you, that doesn’t mean you should change you it only means it should change your point of view. so don’t hate yourself because people cannot see the beauty in who you are, love yourself because who you are is all you need to be darling. Now go out there and shine!!!"

And who knew that was all I really needed. I kissed her on the cheek for her kind words before leaving her in my room and headed straight for the kitchen to get something to eat for breakfast. Getting there I saw Eliot and his sibling having Weetabix so I joined in on that before we all headed for school in Colton’s car.

8:30am

We arrived at the schools packing lot and immediacy Colton opened the door and got down from car,  girls from every location came around him  to welcome like he was some god and they were at his service while Cece his younger sister was immediacy surrounded by a group of boys.

And two other girls who according to the way they are worshiping her must be her minions I rolled my eyes at how typical all this is. Colton must be the popular jerk/ass hole of a brother whose soul purpose in school asides academics is to get between the legs of as many female specimen while Cecelia on the other is the Queen B known for her malicious character, setting people against themselves in her favour and the fact that she can do anything and get away with it. I was still analysing their different status when Eliot pulled me out of my thought with a statement

"I know it’s been like this for a year now, Them being the popular ones and I being there nerdy little brother.  but looks on the bright side they offer protection to me sometimes that’s why I never really talk back at them knowing they could get back at me in school."

I was definitely going to keep my distance from both Mr popular jerk face and queen B if I was going to survive senior year. With that Eliot and I final got down from the car and headed to the main building of the school with only few people acknowledging his existence.

Its official college is the worst place to be in and it wasn’t helping that Eliot was 16 which means he is still in high school. Thank god he was able to show me around a bit before the classes officially started. In both his high school and college.