wrong? Lora hadn't answered her mobile phone, which was unlike her. Unl

in disbelief; Lora was the best hunter at school. If any evil cr

anyone would know the purpose of the glove or how to handle my situation it would be Lora.

in the middle of battle she could quickly answer her phone and tell me to call her back. I

h her parents. I listened to my old fan that clung to my ceiling a

for Dylan to have a glove which did not fit him. Dylan's reaction was strange, he didn't seem

l bag, quickly dumping the school books and objects within then stuffing the glove inside. I quickl

e some for when I get home.

you get home? You should wait until before

hined slightly, these verbal disagreements were a usual thing but I

my face for a few se

e dinner for you. You can

" I smiled as I

eeded to know if Lora was okay and what was the purpose of the strange g

lk. Once upon a time I would walk from my house to her house ever

ke to get home soon. I don't like eating cold food. Sighing with relief as I finally found my wa

ter-patter of feet and the door being ripped open in front of me.

aw her eyes darken, I inwardly flinched. What did I do

desperate t

w many times, and her mobile? Even my mobile phone? Yeesh, I would thin

do was ask

she

ck out again." She spoke with a monotone voice before cheerfully adding "But if there is anything I can help you with, I would b

e as a thought popped into

hough she wasn't Lora, she was a hunter and she mig

inside. I walked into the familiar living room. Kaitlyn plopped on the couch and

she asked slowly. The blush reap

nd um since you have hunter experience, I-I

handed it to her. She glanced at it fo

She declared. I stared

orm do they, from h

o." before looking

w, since the supernatural learn alongside us." I mentioned glumly, h

mething else. I frowned before retrieving the glove, stuffing it in my bag and pic

before leaving quickly. I frowned as I made the trek home. Kaitlyn's answer me

bushes that surrounded the area gave the space much privacy. This meant

ay. I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous. Yesterday Dylan a

into view. It was Dylan, and he was alone. I sighed with relie

lly as he pushed the larg

books and that glove can't fit in

it's hard lugging around books wi

ised, it would explain his grades

gloves. Do you have a cousin who is an ogre? I mean it's

out this?" He asked, his eyes looked slightly desperate. I sighed before agreeing with a n

lan hiding? I left the way Dylan came, mentally deciding to tell Lora of th