Seatmate

He said they are real. That thought keeps on bothering me since yesterday. How did he say that they are real? Have he seen anyone like them? What is his basis? Have he ever encounter one?

I don't even know why I am making this a big deal but hearing Adam said that they are real made me feel more assured that my dreams aren't just fantasy. That they have meanings, they have message that is intended for me.

I was confused as hell as I make my way on our room. My brows furrowed when I saw my classmate sitting on my supposed to be seat. I was a bit late today because I had a hard time sleeping last night. I scanned through the entire room and I saw Eli talking to Jason. I sighed as I marched toward her.

"Eli..." I called her attention. Her eyes gleamed at the mere slight of me. She smiled widely at me.

"Hey my Luna." she greeted excitedly. I craned my neck on the other side.

"Why are you sitting there? And why is he..." I pointed Jeremy, our nerd classmate. "...is sitting on my chair?" I continued. Eli's smile dwindle and looked away before laughing shyly at me.

"Our president informed us awhile ago that Mrs. Litchfield wants us to be seatmates with our partner in the activitiy. I don't know why, but maybe she'll tell later."

I grunted my protest but it was disturbed when Mrs. Litchfield entered our room.

"Okay class, please take your seats."

I cannot help but to roll my eyes while I search for a vacant seat. I wasn't surprised when I saw Adam sitting beside it. He seems unbothered though. I heave a deep sigh as I take my seat, not greeting my seatmate.

Mrs. Litchfield eventually starts telling us about our activitiy being our main project and the things we need to do with our partners and whatsoever. I chewed my lip as I hesitated to ask Adam about yesterday. It's still bothering me. And I need answers.

I tore a piece of paper in my notebook and scribble something there before I fold it and slide it in Adam's armchair. I scooted on my seat when he looks at me, eyebrows arching and expression almost offending. I looked away.

I heard him opening the paper. I wrote a simple message saying ' You say there are real'. I don't know if he gets it but I saw him writing down his reply on it. Seconds later, he slid it in my armchair while still lifting an eyebrow.

I open the paper and read his reply.

'what?' it all what it says. A simple word, not even capitalize. His penmanship is a bit italic and I feel insecure seeing his well constructed handwriting.

I sighed. I know it won't be easy when it comes to him. I even find it hard to be comfortable just by sitting beside him, what more if I ask ridiculous questions. Eventually, I wrote my reply shamelessly.

'You said werewolves are real.' I wrote and pass it to him. I saw his jaw tense. That reaction gave me hope that he knows something. So I patiently waited for his reply, eyes hoping that he'll explain further. I bit my lip when he slid the paper to me.

'Yeah?'

My brows arched at that reply. Yeah? Why does he sounded so bored even in this text. It's as if he's only replying for the sake of replying. He doesn't even flinched when I asked that. I expected him to look at me amusingly and will start telling me about them. But.... maybe I expected too much.

I sighed heavily.

'Yeah? How did you say so? You saw one of them? What do they look like? Are they that bad? How did they transformed? Was it look scary?'

I fisted my hand when I finished writing that. It seems to be too prying at his knowledge about it. In the end, I chose to still pass it to him. After all, I badly need answers.

I waited for his reply but it was answer by a low growl of laughter. My lips parted with that. His laughter grab our whole class attention. I stiffened in my seat when all of my classmates turned to us. I slowly looked down trying to cover my face while Adam is still smirking beside me while looking at that stupid piece of paper he's holding.

I can even see Eli in my peripheral view looking at us curiously. When our eyes met, she arched her brow and smirked at me. I looked away.

I bit my lip. Mrs. Litchfield cleared her throat and asked Adam what is he laughing about. Adam just shrugged his head.

"I just saw a very amusing and funny thing." he explained, humor is gone. I want to glare at him but I am also afraid to do so. I fidgeted on my seat, hating the attention that my classmates are giving us.

Eventually, Mrs. Litchfield continue her lecture while I felt Adam move beside me. I saw the paper in front of me so I wasted no time to open it, thirsty for answers. But my jaw fell with what I saw.

'I only said that because I thought it's what you wanted to hear.' it says.

I crumpled the paper in my hand, now beginning to be pissed of him. I heave a very deep sigh and closed my eyes tightly trying to calm myself. When I opened my eye, I turn to look at Adam who's watching me intently.

"Did you just wrote that you only said that because that is what you think I want to hear?" I asked in gritted teeth.

Adam craned his neck to turned at me. I waited for his answer.

"Yes." he answered and I scoffed.

"You mean they aren't real? You haven't seen any of them?" I asked emphatetically while whispering. Adam lifted a brow before shooking his head at me.

"The hell?" I said. I know I sound rude but I cannot help it. Adam licked his lip.

"You fooled me?"

He licked his lips and shifted on his seat. Even pissed, I cannot help but to admire how precise his movements are, like all of it was calculated, prim and proper, but in a very manly way. He move like a member of a royalty. But this is not the right time for that. I am busy being pissed with him that I have no time praising him.

But well, just a little bit. He smell so nice that damn it, I am lost with my main objective again.

"I did not." he answered and I managed to bring back my sanity.

"You just told me lie!" I said almost accusing him. Adam sighed and I was mesmerized again. Damn, even the way he sighed is way more manly than any other guy I saw sighing. Is that even possible? And why did I keep on admiring him? Damn it. This is not really good.

"Why are you making it a big deal?" he asked.

I froze with that. I blinked and blinked and blinked. I cannot believe what I have just heard. Why am I making it a big deal? I looked at him with disbelief. Did he just really asked me that?

Do I really sound ridiculous asking someone I barely knew about werewolves?

Okay, I got it. He's weirded out, but I am offended. He doesn't know a thing. He doesn't know why this is a 'big deal' to me. I can't even understand myself. All I want are answers. I am very bothered by that dream, a dream that is very far from my reality but feels so real.

If he find it weird already, what about me? I am very very frustrated now. I am not interested in such a stupid thing! Werewolf your ass. Tss.

But can you blame me? That dream just changed everything. Seeing my Alpha transformed into one made it unbelievable for me. It aches me. Because he is different. Aside from the fact that he isn't real, him being a werewolf is another case. I just thought he can help me find answers.

Adam noticed my offended look so he's jaw clenched. I swallowed hard before I looked away.

"You have no clue." I answered and I struck the piece of paper in my hand on his chest because of frustration. Adam groaned.

I almost jump in my seat when our skin touched. My eyes widened when I turn to look at him only to be greeted by his eyes flickering. His dark brown eyes glimmer while looking at me sharply. My breathing hitched when he forced to remove my hand on his chest. I blinked then he let go of me, then I blinked again and he's eyes steadied.

I went breatheless and shocked when I bring my eyes up to him but it looks normal now, like I was only deceive by one moment. Like me, he's also panting.

"Adam---" I raised my hand but he stood up, like he's being scorched by my touch.

I watched him as he make his way, storming out of the room leaving all of us wondering by his sudden reaction.

And I was left there, confused and shocked. What was that?

I looked down to see the piece of paper turned into ashes, like it was being burnt. My lips parted. What the hell did just happened?