Summary of Chapter 3 – A turning point in A Werewolf'd Past And Present by My_beloved
Chapter 3 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of A Werewolf'd Past And Present, written by My_beloved. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
The four people in front of me stared with curious expressions. Two guys, two girls, then me and Geena.
The guy next to me was tall and muscled. His short cropped hair was black and had cold grey eyes. "Stare too long and you might faint," he winked. "Name's Jacob."
Besides him was someone similarly built, but with ash blonde hair and soft brown eyes. He gave me a small smile and waved. "I'm Kyle."
Both of them were almost too hot to be real. I had to hold back a whistle.
The two girls were identical. Both having light brown hair and hazel eyes, the only difference between them was one had a pixie hair cut, and the other's was shoulder length.
The one with the pixie cut spoke up, "I'm Micah and this is my twin Hannah."
I noticed that Micah was looking me up and down and kept her eyes on me longer than I thought necessary, but I just looked away from her and tried to smile. "I'm Max."
"Just Max," Kyle questioned.
"Yep."
"Liar, it's short for her full name, but she hates it so yeah," Geena put in happily.
"Why?" Kyle asked.
"Because it's a reminder of who I used to be," I said simply.
There was a silence, that Geena thankfully broke.
"My cousin is usually here but be had some things to do today." she stated and I nodded in response.
"So... where are you from?" Hannah asked.
"Sorry, I rather not talk about that stuff..." I said truthfully while looking down at my hands.
"It's okay. I was just curious what town you came from that's all." She stated.
I nodded. These people are so different from the ones I was always around. They are all outgoing, nice, and the complete opposite of me. I should stay away from them, only because I don't want their smiles to disappear. They are all so talkative and curious about me, it's almost scary for me. Overwhelming.
Everyone at this table probably has families and grew up with nice things and love, something I never really had and don't know how to react to.
I'm not even sure I have a conscience anymore. With the things that I've done and the people I hurt... I should be rotting away dead by now.
Nobody as good as these people should be wasting their time on me, they wouldn't want to know me if they knew who I truly was.
I was so deep in thought I didn't notice I was being spoken to.
"Max!" someone, maybe Jacob, yelled into my ear.
I flinched and my fist darted out and punched the nearest thing, which just so happened to be Jacob's face. He ended up falling on the floor.
I chuckled lightly, avoiding eye contact with the people at the table.
Lunch ended, and the rest of the day was actually... good. I haven't had a good day since I was... fighting...
I like all my teachers, for now at least. We also got no homework. Thank everything.
I'm just curious to know Geena's cousin. She didn't say his name or anything about him. I wonder if he's like everyone else there. I'm am going to hate it if he's one of those fucking players that goes around thinking he's the greatest thing to ever grace the planet.
If he is, I'll just avoid him and make sure he doesn't get anywhere near me.
As I drove home from the day, I realized how much I loved the forest, and how I feel oddly calm and refreshed in a way. It was all so beautiful. I could only imagine what it would be like here during the different seasons.
I got back to the apartment building and parked my bike next to my shitty car and walked into the building.
I literally dragged my feet up the stairs that lead me to my apartment. This wasn't the greatest place, though it could be worse, but this is all I can afford right now and was something I was going to have to deal with for the time being.
I set my helmet on the table and took off my shoes and jacket. I sluggishly went to my room and flopped down on my springy bed. I closed my eyes and I soon fell into a dreamless sleep, momentarily forgetting everything I was.
Max's POV-
I'm not much of a morning person, at all actually. Waking up at four in the morning and not able to fall back asleep it the worse for me. I don't get enough sleep as it is. I made the decision to get up and make something to eat instead of laying on my uncomfortable bed.
I made a bowl of cereal and some toast since I didn't have much else to eat otherwise. It didn't take me long to finish it all and afterwards I just changed into another v-neck and jeans since that was ninety-nine percent of my clothes.
I put my hair in a braid going over my left shoulder and started my way down the apartment buildings stairs. Once I got outside, only then did I realize it now was only five o'clock. I sighed. I still had time before I had to leave for school. I looked around and saw the forest surrounding pretty much everywhere.

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