CHAPTER 9 First: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/805544080/ Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/829974569/ Next: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/869102161/ Enjoy!! POV: Cae Sometimes the world doesn't work out the way you want it to. Sometimes you have to fight to get what you want. Sometimes you have to greif the deaths of those who were close. I just didn't think I'd be one of the people grieving. I didn't think I'd be one of the people fighting to get away from the reports trying to interview me. I didn't think the world would hate me this much. I had so much to grief this week. Summer, and Jade, who disappeared, and Dana... she hasn't gone missing but her personality, the life from her... It left. She's not eating she's not sleeping, she's just sitting, staring into space. Some of the reporters who were looking at our story were trying to get a story out of her, but she just sat there mumbling and staring into space. The worst part is, after Dana wouldn't answer them, guess who they turned to... Me! Me of all people! I wish I could've ran into a hole and disapeared. Dana isn't even the Alpha anymore! Well our pack is complicated but when Blaze left Dana became the most popular. Now that so many kids are disappearing she started going crazy, now Amber is Alpha. Just like she always wanted. Suspicious, but I won't say anything. Dana is Omega. How can someone drop that far in popularity? Amber is Alpha, Reagan is Beta (Not surprised), and (Somehow some magical way,) Me, I of all people, Cae Steele a Delta! Third most popular girl in the school! But how? She walked along the outside of her school, the exhausting day had just ended, and the sweet summer air, smelled like flowers. People wouldn't stop waving at her. Amber caught up to her smiling. "Isn't it great!?" She asked "What?" I asked stupidly "The popularity, of course! I even managed to make you popular!" She answered I thought about it. Would I have been Delta if not for her? "I mean it's great and all, but..." "What!?" Amber asked a little angry "I'm just not made to be popular. And if something happens to you and Reagan..." Her face softened and she smiled "Nothing will happen to me." "But you can't be sure." I insisted "I am sure." She said so confidently it scared me, but I'm not stupid. I suspect her, but my motto, keep your friends close, and your enemies closer. I reckon it will save me with this. "I trust you." I smiled at her "I really do." I hugged her "Stay safe."
