sandi_grl
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Samantha strolled down the long hall of the Life Sciences building, looking from door to door, searching for the classroom she needed. She had taken sciences classes before, but felt a bit lost in the new building that had finally opened after being under construction for the past year and a half. This was the last quarter the 22 year old needed of her prerequisite classes before she could finally start the nursing program and obtain her BSN.
To anyone who did not know her, who didn't know of her kind, she looked like a perfectly normal college girl. However, she had a secret... She was able to shift into wolves at will. Fur, wet nose, sharp teeth and all. Part of the reason she picked this school was because others like her went there as well; it gave her a pseudo pack away from home. A handful of students, a few professors, and some of the higher ups in the administration.
Having the blood of a wolf running through her veins made her a little more aggressive in nature, though some took that as her being insubordinate or rebellious. She didn't always listen, too stubborn at times to just go with the flow. On the other side of the coin, though, she enjoyed helping others, and found she excelled with anything medical. Which was why she wanted to be a nurse. And being part wolf made her determined, which helped her excel.
At the end of the hallway, there was a crowd of students waiting around, while a teacher unlocked the classroom door. It was the only room she hadn’t passed yet, so she figured that was the one she was looking for. The mass of people made their way slowly through the door into the science lab that was to serve as the classroom for the Anatomy class. She followed suit and made her way to a seat at one of the black table tops.
That was when she saw him. It felt like time slowed down and all the oxygen had left the room. All she could hear was her heart beating loudly in her ears, and everything else blurred in her vision except for him. The voice in the back of her mind reminded her to breathe and snapped her out of her stupor, which seemed to last forever. Sam forced herself to advert her eyes and take a deep breath as she cursed inwardly. She had imprinted. And he was not a werewolf.
Samantha strolled down the long hall of the Life Sciences building, looking from door to door, searching for the classroom she needed. She had taken sciences classes before, but felt a bit lost in the new building that had finally opened after being under construction for the past year and a half. This was the last quarter the 22 year old needed of her prerequisite classes before she could finally start the nursing program and obtain her BSN.
To anyone who did not know her, who didn't know of her kind, she looked like a perfectly normal college girl. However, she had a secret... She was able to shift into wolves at will. Fur, wet nose, sharp teeth and all. Part of the reason she picked this school was because others like her went there as well; it gave her a pseudo pack away from home. A handful of students, a few professors, and some of the higher ups in the administration.
Having the blood of a wolf running through her veins made her a little more aggressive in nature, though some took that as her being insubordinate or rebellious. She didn't always listen, too stubborn at times to just go with the flow. On the other side of the coin, though, she enjoyed helping others, and found she excelled with anything medical. Which was why she wanted to be a nurse. And being part wolf made her determined, which helped her excel.
At the end of the hallway, there was a crowd of students waiting around, while a teacher unlocked the classroom door. It was the only room she hadn’t passed yet, so she figured that was the one she was looking for. The mass of people made their way slowly through the door into the science lab that was to serve as the classroom for the Anatomy class. She followed suit and made her way to a seat at one of the black table tops.
That was when she saw him. It felt like time slowed down and all the oxygen had left the room. All she could hear was her heart beating loudly in her ears, and everything else blurred in her vision except for him. The voice in the back of her mind reminded her to breathe and snapped her out of her stupor, which seemed to last forever. Sam forced herself to advert her eyes and take a deep breath as she cursed inwardly. She had imprinted. And he was not a werewolf.
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