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*She threw the covers off and sat on the edge of the bed and spoke in a harsh tone* Fine. If you must know about me, let me give you a short summary of my life. My twin brother Michael died a few years ago in a car accident in which I was the driver. I spent two months in the hospital because I was practically severed in half at the waist, hence the nasty scar. My father has since then hated me more than he did before, and makes every effort to make my life a living hell when I'm home. So now you know one of the great mysteries of my life. Happy now?

Will could hear a soft meowing sound from his door, so he assumed it was Sonnet. He walked over to the door and opened it. He saw a small cat at his door, one which definatly wasnt Sonnet. He kneeled down and picked up the cat, asking "Well now, i wonder who you could be?"

McKenzie layed sprawled on her bed, not yet under the covers as she listened to Faith. She rolled her eyes, half muttering to herself. "As least I bring enjoyment to someone." She sighed and rolled over on her side toward the girl, not feeling the least bit tired. After staring into the darkness for what seemed like hours she got up out of the bed. Being so near Faith yet so far was getting at her. Arrrrgg... why do I have to feel like this? She tossed on a robe and quietly made her way out of the common room to go sit by the fire with her sketchbook. She sighed softly, working half heartedly on her homework as her mind continuously wandered back to her roommate upstairs.

McKenzie's thoughts were broken by the smell of cigarette smoke in the room, which imediately brought upon the asthma she experienced. A low semi-weezey growl eminated from her. Whoever it was should know better than to smoke indoors. She stood, coughing lightly as she made her way over the source. Upon spotting the cigarette, she plucked it from the mouth of the person and put it out against the palm of her hand. Not having caught sight of who it was yet, she spoke in anger. "You should fecking know better than te smoke indoors ye p***k. Not exactly healthy for ye anyways."

McKenzie went into a strong coughing fit at the smoke being blown into her face, quickly turning to gain the fresh air. Once she had regained her breath, she turned, her eyes dark with anger. She went back up to Faith, again snatching the cigarette from the girl's mouth, throwing it on the floor and stomping it out. She stared deep into Faith's dark eyes, her voice holding challenge. "I'm making it my business b***h, so ******** you."

McKenzie had stumbled back slightly with the punch, turning back towards Faith as she wiped blood from the corner of her mouth. She took a step forward again, standing tall and unafraid. "You have to earn respect from me b***h." She growled and stared at the American, ready for anything thrown at her.

McKenzie had tried to avoid the spell, but it was no use. She screamed as the flash hit her, her body tensing as pain coursed through her. In her subconscious she vaguely noted that the sensation was like that of changing into her werewolf form, except carried on longer. This still didn't prevent tears from trailing down her cheek from the pain she experienced. Her only hope was that it would stop soon.

McKenzie fell to the floor as soon as the spell was released. Her body shook, her breath was hard, and her body was sweat soaked. She brushed away the tears from her face before looking up at Faith, defiance clearly written on her features. "Go ******** yourself b***h. I have no respect for you now. You've stooped as low as the scum that raised you." She spat at the American's feet, waiting for pain to commence.