Panic seized her. No letter had arrived? Stupid feather brained owl! What was she supposed to say? Just blurt it out?! 'Oh, well, I'm a werewolf. My mom is just afraid I'll forget my potion and terrorize the school like I did in Biloix.' Uhm. No. She thought warily. Cam began to play nervously with the end of her braid. Just one question at a time. Say, 'The letter was about me', easy! Cam told herself while chewing on her bottom lip. "The letter was about me...and my...worse nature." Cam muttered self consciously. "I got kicked out of my last school partially because I'm a werewolf...and I caused...problems as such." She stated. Might as well get the hard part over with. HA! You think that's the hard part? You still have to explain what you did! A voice in the back of her mind mocked her. That was when someone knocked on the door. Cam jumped, and looked over at the door. Had they heard her?
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