I dried and dressed myself in clean clothes, discarding the bloody ones into a bushal. I yawned and walk back slowly, my hair was making my white dress shirt damp in the back. I put my leather jacket back on and dug around in my bag for something. I was getting really agitated. Tomorrow was something I didn't want to happen, I sighed and made sure no one would need to know of my 17th birthday. I came out of my thoughts when I heard something or someone behind me. I shivered visibly, stoping in my tracks. I didn't turn around or move, I just stood still and let a hiss slowly come out from my throat.