"If you didn't like it, I can try something different next time."

She shakes her head and gives him another kiss. "I liked it. I was just suprised. A nice suprise."

Another kiss. "You have a good night? I hope I didn't wake you with my midnight escapades."

"Don't worry. Can't scare me."

"Maybe. I can be pretty scary."

"You should show me some time. See you around, Juliet."

This startles her but she immediately responds, "Okay."

And they go off to their respective homerooms.

Juliet sits blindly into a seat. Aaand starts to freak out.

Is she.. going to tell Matt everything? Because that's what that felt like... can she do that? Her whole life she's been keeping her secret. She stayed away from any sort of life she could of had because of it. And now she's just going to... 

She hates lying. This is what she's doing. To Matt. She's lying to him and she doesn't want to. But. She's afraid.

Juliet is blind to everything going on around her, she can't focus...

Erica waves a hand in front of her face.

This catches her attention somewhat. She looks up at Erica, unfocused.

"Are you okay? You look a little spaced out."

"I- no." She notices her nails and her hands start shaking, she pulls her sleeves over them.

"No. I need to leave."

She can't breathe.

"Ms. Harrison? I need to go see the nurse. Can Juliet take me?"

"Of course, Ms. Reyes. Have her back in time for first period."

Erica stands, gesturing for Juliet to follow her.

Juliet stands and follows her into the hall. Her whole body starts shaking and she stops.

Her eyes flash red, she closes them. She takes ahold of her arm and breaks the skin, attempting control.

"...do what you need to do."

The pain doesn't work. Her arm heals so she does more damage, needs more pain.

She claws into her arm, blood erupting. It doesn't work.

So she runs.

Erica doesn't stop her.

Nothing stops her.

She's free to rampage on her own time.

She keeps running and running until she can't hold it any longer.

The transformation is violent and painful and then release.

She loses herself. The woods are her home and this is where she stays.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

But she isn't alone.

There's something there, in the trees. It doesn't approach, but merely watches.

It looks human, besides the yellow eyes.

This is her place. They shouldn't be here. 

She growls at them in warning.

Good. She continues running and hunting and running.

This will go on for a while.

The woods are hers. The rabbits that flee from her are hers. The birds that fly away are hers. The leaves crunching underfoot are hers.

This is her forest. Her town.