Apparently the following lesson after dinner, I had maths and I didn't know whether I was looking forward to it or not. Both Shannon and Chloe said I would be fine, but I begged to differ. I had a hunch that my next lesson was going to be either interesting or going to be a real pain in the back side.

I was formerly walking down the hallway on second floor in the building that was meant for maths and science, with Shannon's friends at the moment who were laughing and carrying on. I was taking in on my surroundings and observed that on the walls, there were announcements based on deadlines, competitions and what kind of club you could participate.

Before I even I had a look properly on what was happening currently at college, I walked into a hard wall. I nearly fell backwards when I was pulled up quickly, with someone grabbing my arm. I looked up to thank them when I noticed it Max who helped me. 

"Thank you," I whispered, with my face starting to heat up from embarrassment, "Sorry about that," I looked down shyly, away from his face so I couldn't see him laughing at me, to my surprise he wasn't.

Max dropped his arm and just shrugged his shoulders, while a small grin started to form across his face, "its ok. You're not the first and won't be the last. I have a habit of stopping quickly, so don't worry."

I just nod and strode into the classroom. It was quite big the maths class; sixteen tables, that could fit at least two people on, although as the room started to pill up with students, many overcrowded the tables and joined some tables together. You could tell everyone wanted to sit beside their friends. 

Max strolled towards his writing desk and sat beside Damon, who were behind both Chloe and Jack. Jack put his head into his arms and closed his eyes, clearly still tired from moving yesterday. I speculated on how long it took him to come here, I wondered. It couldn't be that far. Max jogged up the main desk, which I assumed it was Mr Salvador's and grabbed plenty of A5 sheets of lined paper for him as well as the others. I turn slightly to my left and on the next table to my left, next to Max's desk, was Shannon and some other girl, who were talking together. I only recognized her throughout the day during my classes. She wore glasses and had her light brown hair up in a ponytail. She was wearing a woolly jumper and jeans, with trainers on. She looked intelligent and seemed to be the type of person to keep herself to herself. She left and sat behind Shannon's desk. 

I stood aimlessly beside Mr Salvador's desk, waiting patiently for him to arrive. 

"I saw him today. He looked amazing."

"I wonder when the next club meeting is."

"I wonder what stories he's going to tell us today."

Few people, who were close to me with admiration across their faces, were talking saying all sorts about him. As much as I am interested in learning something, I wanted to know what the tutor would be talking about. It seemed to be quite interesting for me. Just on queue he arrived, wearing what I saw him earlier at the library. The noise of the classroom died down, when I only heard minor whispers, mostly from the boys who weren't interested. I observed quickly around the class, when I saw that most of the girls looked at him, with a warm glint in their eyes. I could've sworn I saw some drools, coming out from their mouths. He paced himself past me, placing the books on top of his desk. I recognized the books were from the library were the ones he ordered. I was trying to get a better look, when Mr Salvador placed a sheet of paper over it and noticed it was a register. 

Before starting people's names off, he looked up from his desk and saw me, "and you are?"

I was taken aback about the sudden attitude he gave me and blinked a couple of times, with a hint of confusion across my face. What crawled up his ass and died? Well I guessed he wasn't polite, "Lucy. I'm new here." 

William or Mr Salvador, blinked and viewed me, squinting his eyes at me, to only just realising that I was the one from the library, "Oh, silly me. I've heard about you amongst the tutors here. Don't worry, I know about you and the Principal has told us you should be sitting beside Shannon, is this correct?" He asked, while he crossed his arms over his chest and looked at me with a blank face.

I nodded quickly, unsure to what my voice was going to be like, "very well. You can sit beside her." 

He smiled at me, which seemed to be forced and handed over a text book, "this will be your book for this term. Everyone has got one each and we are currently on page 61." 

I quickly muttered thanks and moved quickly over to Shannon's desk and sat myself on the high stools, which everyone seemed to be sitting on. 

"Is he always like that?" I questioned to Shannon, as my anger started to flare at the rudeness I was received. 

Shannon looked at me, after talking to Chloe and seemed to be confused to what I was on about, "What did you say, Lucy?" 

"Mr Salvador! Is always that stuck up and arrogant?! I've never witnessed such a rude teacher on all my life," I hissed in disgust, feeling my eyes go wide and angry, "unless they have favourites," I whispered to myself.

Chloe took a deep breath and cross her arms over the desk and leaned over to us and quietly said, "He's always like that to everyone, including the tutors. You'll get used to it though. The only people he isn't like that are his family and people who believe in what he talks about. Like I said, you'll get used to it."

I sighed deeply, trying to get my head around Mr Salvador's big head. No wonder he dressed like that and has such a stuck up attitude. Facing at the front of the class, Mr Salvador was writing down the title of today's topic for the lesson; Ratio.

A topic that I couldn't do and was my weakness. Just my luck.

"So today, before I go and do the register, I would like to introduce you to a new student, Lucy, who will be joining us from today onwards. I hope you all make her feel welcome," he pointed his hand me, so people knew who I was. Even though many have already seen me, I didn't recognize some people, since they might have one or two different lessons than me, "So now I'll do the register and hopefully everyone is on today. I want to make this year the best year we've had. Right, Rachael Alexander?"

"Yes sir," a young woman replied in front of the class, who had blonde hair, with very noticeable brown roots coming out from her head, smiling at the tutor, twisting a piece of hair, around her finger.

"Chloe Acre?"

Chloe had her head in her hand and mumbled "Here," and half heartily lifted her left hand up in the air, with her elbow on the table.

Mr Salvador just looked at her and pulled a please show some interest in my lesson.

When the register was over, Salvador started to talk to us about ratios and explained how to solve these for future possibilities. What future possibilities? When would I being using this in the future?

After taking the register in, we opened our text books at page 61 and I just at the page, as if it was in another language. I may have had good grades, but I do have weaknesses and Maths was defiantly one of them. I looked up from my desk, while I saw Jack putting glasses on. He wore glasses, I thought. Strange, he wasn't wearing them any other time today.

"Since when did Jack where glasses?" I whispered to only Shannon, since everyone was too busy writing down the information from the PowerPoint presentation. 

Shannon slowly whispered to me, that Jack only wears glasses for reading, which I formed a 'o' with my mouth. 

No one dared talk and it felt like the silence was slowly killing everyone. Could it be that Mr Salvador didn't want to speak about what happened the past weeks and only wanted to focus on helping students? The way his body language was moving, seemed to look as if he was in a very awful mood and one fault moment, it could be World War 3.

He started off doing examples foe everyone, so they knew what to and refreshed some people's minds due to half term. Many people weren't interested or they just couldn't be bothered with the lesson. I on the other hand wanted to learn, even though I hated the topic. You feel the tension in the air, as no one dared to neither move nor say anything to one another. What exactly happened over dinner? Whatever happened, he shouldn't be taking it out on anybody here.

Someone knocked on the door and opened it. That person looked like an older person and seemed to have some resemblance; I'm guessing his brother.

"And what do you want, Brother?" said Mr Salvador.

The man at the door sneered at him, looking as if he was some joke, "Nothing Brother, just wondering if you came back here and ran off and look what I found; the very thing I didn't want to see. So I'm guessing you couldn't handle it?"

Mr Salvador threw everything on his desk, making everyone jump a mile apart from his brother, who seemed to have been expecting it, grabbed his older brother's collar and pushed him outside.

"No one moves otherwise you'll be having detention every night this week," he bellowed out loud and slammed the door shut.

Everyone sat in silence for a few seconds before whispering to each other. We heard yelling and screaming from outside but no one dared to peep outside. 

Damon turned around to face us and had both a surprise and a beam across his face, "You know this is the most exciting Maths lesson we have ever had."

"Yeah I know. I wonder what it's about though. I so want to know. Wish I had like radar ears or some super power to hear from the distance!" squealed Jack excitedly, "Like seriously this never happens here. I think Lucy has brought some luck with her."

"Uh me?" I asked, puzzled to why me. I don't have good luck. I don't know when I even had good luck.

"Yeah, I mean ever since you turned up, things have started to get more exciting, finally!" Shannon explained.

"Oh," was all I could say, unfortunately.

The door suddenly rattled and created a huge bang from the other side, making everyone in the room stop talking and only focused on the door and the conversation outside.

"Listen, it's your fault our Father has gotten into that situation. If you just listened to everyone else, this wouldn't be a problem or our situation. It's a full moon a week today, if you didn't know and were running out of time. We may have to kill him or find a cure within this week otherwise I will NEVER forgive you, you stupid, stupid piece of a weak excuse of a brother."

"Me?! Listen Chase it's your fault as well, as we didn't have anything on us AT THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT and to be honest I wish it was YOU who was bitten instead, so I could've had the chance to rip your head off and frame it on the wall."

"Oh that's real cute, William. Was it Uncle Verne who told you to something like that? Cause seriously, that brings tears to my eyes! You know what? Screw you. No wonder Mother is falling ill from everything, especially from you!"

"Me? ME?! Our Father could turn into a werewolf and all you're doing is standing around ARUGUING WITH ME WHILE YOU COULD BE OUT FINDING A CURE."

"SO CAN YOU! YET YOU'RE HERE, TEACHING CHILDREN ABOUT NUMBERS AND THE TWO TIMES TABLE!"

"THEY'RE NOT CHILDREN! THEY ARE MY STUDENTS AND I RATHER BE HERE TEACHING THAN BE AT HOME."

Silence was heard after that and everyone looked at each wide eyed. I didn't know that my faced paled and stared at the, feeling my eyes trying to pop out of the sockets. Just what the hell did I hear...werewolf? 

"Listen. Once you're day is over, come home and we'll discuss the plan of action."

Footsteps were heard, coming away from the door while the classroom door opened, to reveal a much worn out tutor, who ran his ran through his hair. He walked over to his desk and picked up a marker pen and strolled over to white board, "Can someone tell me the answers from the three examples from the board?"

No one answered, although one person blurted out, "So your father was bitten by a werewolf?"

I could swear I hear crickets in the background, from the awkwardness this class was having.

"Mr Doles, I will not discuss this at the present time. Answers please?"

Damon looked confused at me thinking what the hell just happened and whispered, "It's defiantly you Lucy. You're making us learn something useful for once."

"Please sir, we want to hear your stories. We miss them."

"And I said no! Not today. I need a break from my hunter side from time to time. I've just had a horrible tragedy, with a monster," he sighed deeply and ran both hands over his eyes, "Can someone just tell me the answers please?"

The girl who was talking to Shannon at the beginning of the lesson answered, "The first answer is 2:1, the next one was 5:6 and last one is 3:1."

Everyone looked at her, speechless as though she was the only person who didn't listen to what just happened.

"Thank you Miss Malory. At least someone answered the questions."

Shannon was staring at the teacher, blurted out so only us heard her, "What the hell just happened?"

No one answered but I for one was asking what the hell I just heard; someone was bitten by a werewolf, a cure and it was a week until the full moon.

Why did feel as though something large was about to happen?