Sharon’s Note: April doesn’t have a freak out over the truth here because I’ve always hated that trope. This kind of secret is world changing, but I hate freak out denial scenes. Besides, you guys have decided that April is a bad-ass. She can handle this. Warning: Time to make plans.
Mr. Franks folds his hands like a bond villain. “I’m sure you’ve noticed that things are different here in Sable Fields?”
“If by different you mean weird, yeah, so what the hell is going on?” I cross my arms and glare.
“Knowing too much about the situation could be very dangerous. Just understand that a lot of our town residents, including our students, are very dangerous. It would be prudent to keep your head down and avoid their notice.”
“It’s a little late for that.” I snort. “I’ve already earned one enemy, so maybe you could lay off the cryptic warnings. Forewarned is forearmed.”
Mr. Franks drums his fingers on his desk while frowning at me. Just when the silence gets uncomfortable he says, “I can smooth things over with Miss Roberts.”
“The princess had her feelings hurt and I humiliated her in front of the school. Do you really think she’s going to let this go? Tell me what’s going on.”
He nods. “If I tell you this, you cannot spread it any further. Don’t speak to the other students about it, you cannot tell your parents. Understood?”
I roll my eyes. “I understand.”
“This is a safe place for . . . special people. People who aren’t necessarily human.”
“You know, for an educator you use an awful lot of qualifiers.” I lean my elbows on the desk and prop my head on my hand.
His nostrils flare and his face reddens. “The town is full of supernatural people. Miss Roberts is a werewolf whose parents are very highly placed in the pack, and if she chose to, could break your neck with one hand.”
I sat up and consider for a second. “Well, that would explain some things. Why the hell would you allow normal humans here if they shouldn’t know what’s going on?”
He shifts and clears his throat. “It’s not my preference, but the town council has rules that humans who have necessary skills are to be brought in on a provisional basis to see if they fit in before they are let in on the secret.”
“Well, that’s stupid.” I sigh. “And a sysadmin and a CNA are essential enough for a world changing secret?”
Mr. Franks mumbles, “It’s gotten better with more degrees available online, but we still have a relatively low rate of students and residents going to college.”
“So, what now?” I ask. There’s a lot to consider, and a lot to plan. I am not currently equipt to deal with werewolves.
“I’d recommend going home to change, but if you want to go back to class I’ll write you a pass.”
I tell him