Goddard's Home for Troubled Teens

Val

I hear someone lie beside me, my wolf senses taking over, and silently turn the mission tape off, staying with my eyes closed.

Ryder

I lace my hands behind my head and wait things out, listening.

Val


I sense he's male and I bite my lip, "Names Val," I keep my eyes closed, my glasses bringing up a profile of him for only me to see, "Your Ryder, right?"

Ryder

My eyes open, part of me unnerved she already knows who I am, but don't look at her, "I might be."

Val

I nod and the profile dissapears, "Yep."

Ryder

Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes again, "What else do you know about me?"

Val

I sigh, "Your eighteen- turning ninteen soon. You have the ability of a hawks senses."

Ryder

I open my eyes and sit up, looking at her coldly, "Who the hell are you?"

Val

I tilt my sunglasses down, studying him, "I just told you that, kid. I'm Valeria but people either call me Valerie or Val."

Ryder

"Not what I meant," I say, studying her back. "I don't care about your name. I care about how you came across something like that, something my family doesn't even know."

Val

I sigh again, tilting them back up and closing my eyes, "I can't tell you that."

Ryder

I bite my tongue, standing and walking away, "Then keep quiet about it. This place is already hell."

Val

I don't respond, keeping my eyes closed. Wouldnt dream about it.

Ryder

I head back inside and pass by the chores list, ripping it off the wall and dropping it into the trash can on my way upstairs.

Val

I throw my jacket back on and head upstairs.