Merton

I wonder what Phoebe wants with Tommy, I thought as we walked towards the library at lunch time. She had been acting strange what with asking me if I saw anything unusual and walking into the classroom and back out when she saw Tommy and me.

Tommy was about to open the door to the library, when I remembered I needed to speak to him about something. "Tommy?" I said and he turned his head to face me stopping pushing the door midway.

"Yeah?" He wondered. I hesitated to tell him but I had to tell him how I was feeling sooner or later.

"I can't stop thinking about what happened," I mumbled eventually. He let go of the door and turned around fully. The door swung back into place.

"Neither can I," he said. I felt relieved. Most of last night I had layed in bed awake as I stared up at my ceiling, unable to think of anything, but that night, that kiss and how everything was changing too quickly. How my feelings had suddenly changed, but did they even change that drastically? My brain was muddled with so many different thoughts, I couldn't even begin to think straight. All I knew was what my heart was feeling and to think before this week began, if someone told me I'd be feeling this way for my best and only friend I would have told them it was absurd and that they were talking complete nonsenses. But here I was standing in front of Tommy, confused and I think in love. Wanting to be more than just friends even though when Tommy had first told me of his dream and we shared that kiss I had been shocked and ready to forget all about it but I couldn't, even though I had tried countless times.

Feeling, happy that he couldn't stop thinking about the kiss either, I leaned forwards standing on my tip toes because he was taller than me and kissed him again, not fully aware that I was doing it.



It took him by surprise and at first he kissed me back but then pushed me away.

"Merton get off," he ordered and then looked around, checking to see if anyone was there. Then turned back to face me. "Not here someone might see. Let's tell people we know first not let them see us kissing or hear it from someone else who saw us," he added.

"You're right. I just couldn't help myself," I told him.

"It's okay. So does this mean we are dating now?" He wondered, talking quietly.

"I guess so," I replied and he just nodded.

"I think we better go into the library now. Phoebe will be waiting for us," he pointed out.

"For you actually. She didn't ask me to meet her," I said as he pushed the door open once again and entered. I followed after him.

We found Phoebe sat at a table way in the back so we walked over and sat down.

"Good you came. I thought you wouldn't come because of how strange I was acting earlier. Anyway, I know about your secret Tommy," she said. What? How? I hope she hasn't told anyone.

"What? What secret?" Tommy stuttered.

"That you're a werewolf," she whispered. "Also it's fine calm down I'm not going to tell anyone. Anyways, I know because I'm a witch and I had a vision about you so I came to get your help," she added, it made me feel calmer.

"Help with what? And how do we know we can trust you? You could be evil for all we know," Tommy wondered.

"I'm not evil. It's Miss Keller who's evil," Phoebe replied.

"You know about her?" I asked.

"About her being a Demon. Yeah, that's why I was acting strange earlier. I was trying to catch her in her Demon form and try and kill her but then I saw you two. I didn't recognize Tommy at first otherwise I wouldn't have rushed out like that," she answered.

"So you need my help killing her?" Tommy asked.

"Yeah, and her other Demon friends, that are trying to recruit evil supernaturals to help them open the gates of hell, so that they can take over the world," she explained.

"I don't want that to happen. Of course I'll help," Tommy told her.

"Thank you. I knew you would. I know you are good," she said.

"We are gonna need more help though, do you have a pack?"

"No it's just me," Tommy answered.

"Then you are gonna need to recruit people to be apart of your pack," she said.

"That's not a good idea. If he turns people they might end up evil," I told her, not liking the sound of her plan.

"Yes, they can, but they will have to listen to Tommy as their alpha. Besides I know some werewolves that can help him, who are trying to recruit more werewolves as we speak," she told us. "I can take you to meet them."

"OK, do they live near here because I've never seen any other good werewolves in town?" Tommy asked her.

"No they live in the future in Beacon Hills, California," she replied.

"Who are we going to get to the future?" Tommy wondered.

"The same way I got here," she answered.

"You have a time machine?" He asked.

"No," she stated.

"Then exactly how did you get here?" I asked her curious of how she could travel through time so effortlessly.

"By a teleportation spell. I'm a witch remember," she answered. Note to self, research about teleportation spells, I thought.

"Okay, then let's go meet them," Tommy said eagerly.

"Not right now. Tomorrow. I need to get a few things ready for the spell to work. Meet me in Emmerson park tomorrow after school," she said.

"We'll be there," Tommy said.
"Okay, well I guess I'll see you two tomorrow then. I'm off to go have lunch before the bell rings," she said.

"Us too," I said.

"Yeah, I'm starving," Tommy added and the three of us got up from the chairs and headed for the canteen.