Nina I woke up the next morning feeling slightly more rested than the day before, although my eyes still burned from crying so much last night. I dragged myself out of bed, and after a shower and some coffee, I felt much better. I still avoided looking at my phone just in case there was more outra

Enzo Nina’s eyes widened when I finally told her the truth. “No,” she said, pacing back and forth and rubbing her head. “This isn’t real. Werewolves aren’t real. Talking skeletons are not real!” I sighed and stood, walking over to her. “Look,” I said, pulling aside the torn fabric of my jeans to

Nina I didn’t want to believe Enzo. I couldn’t believe Enzo! Werewolves? Talking skeletons? None of that was real. Surely this was all a daydream or a hallucination. I just needed to get home, sleep, and destress. A good night of sleep and a hot shower would make me feel better and I would realize

Nina Enzo skated over to the edge of the rink, gesturing for me to come. I felt strangely magnetized to him and walked over to meet him at the railing, which he leaned on. As he leaned and gazed at me with his shining brown eyes, I felt my heart skip a beat. “Skate with me,” he said, his voice a l

Nina I slammed my laptop shut. “Fuck!” I yelled, then covered my mouth when I realized that I might have woken up Jessica and Lori. Just as I expected, there was a knock on my door. Lori opened the door a crack and poked her head in, her eyes half-closed and her black hair a mess. “You good?” sh

“Drinks?” I repeated. Lisa scoffed. “Waters,” she replied. “We don’t consume liquid calories. Maybe you should try it sometime. You look like you could stand to lose a few pounds.” “Sure thing,” I replied and walked away to get their waters, trying my best to not let their words get to me. I had n

Nina I didn’t stick around long enough to find out what would happen if I didn’t run, and I didn’t look over my shoulder. I focused on the sidewalk ahead, running as fast as I could as my fear came true: I heard the sound of feet running behind me. They were getting closer, and I knew that the stra

“Don’t… move.” The stranger’s voice came right from behind me. I went to scream, but a gloved hand clapped over my mouth and a thin arm wrapped around my waist. All I could do was squeeze my eyes shut tight and hope that my fate would at least be quick and painless. The growling grew in volume. It

Nina “What happened to you?” Enzo said as soon as I closed the door, rushing over to me and taking my shoulders in his hands and looking me over. I shrugged him off and limped across the room, where I kicked off my muddy shoes and sat down at my desk to rest my injured leg. “You hired a talking sk

Nina On Saturday morning, I woke up feeling a lot more rested than I had in a long time, despite my injuries from last night. I wondered if whatever Enzo did to fix my leg gave me more energy as well. When I looked at the clock, it was already past ten, so I climbed out of bed and headed out to th