Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 101

As soon as we got through the door all the chatter died down and every single head turned to my direction.

“Welcome back to class, Queen Dylan. Please take a sent.” I nodded to Mrs Mathews and walked over to where my old seat was only to find a boy named Peter sat in it. I frowned at him, I’d sat in that seat for years. That was my seat, it might as well have had my name on it.

“Can you move please?” I asked, did I have a harshness to my voice? Yes I did. But I was somewhat polite to my old peer.

“Mated humans sit on that side of the room. You said that yourself.” I could feel anger rising in me, but also some form of desperation for normality. That was my seat, was it childish, yes, and there were other chair available, but I wasn’t mated, and I wasn’t sitting anywhere else.

“I’m not marked, I’m not mated, and I want my seat. Now move!” I was shaking with both rage and fear as I looked at my old classmate, he nodded his head and stood up quickly in order to move, but a large noticeable flinch left me when he jerked his arm up to take his bag off the back of his chair.

I wasn’t going to…” I cut the poor guy off before

remained silent, I don’t know why

chair out and sit down stiffly. I tapped my thumb repeatedly on the desk before grabbing rhythmic hand with my other one and shoving them under the desk out of sight. My

ok… Right, Nick you can sit next to Queen Dylan and share your text book, everyone turn to page 67, as we will be continuing our Introduction to Quantitative Chemistry, that

never mind actually starting a new topic that was clearly

heads down while I was looking both everywhere and nowhere at once. When my attention was grasped by Erin who I found was staring

inconsiderate, blunt questions to ask me I was met with that

is enough, I’m sure Queen Dylan will have plenty of time to answer your questions during her lunch break. Until then

wanted to keep my head down and not draw any attention to myself. The last think I wanted was to