Guest and his jock buddies went on a camping trip. They were laughing about jokes around the campfire when they heard something. A snarl, No, a growl? They decided to shake it off and just head towards their tents. Except for Guest. Guest went to explore the sound. Alone. Like the stupid idiot he was. He found.. something.. a wolf? It bit him and ran off. Just a nasty bite Guest thought to himself. He headed towards his tent to get some rest.

The next day Guest noticed his wound from the wolf was gone? No scar, no wound, Nothing? Weird. Guest Didn't think much of it. Just shook it off.

When he and his buddies arrived home his buddies noticed Guest was a lot more irritable, and had a shorter fuse..

THE FULL MOON.

It was horrible.

Guest Found himself in his room after having a long day. He ordered a pizza and was about to head for bed after eating it. But then he felt something deep inside of his bones. A crack. A rumble. His bones started to shift and grind. A snout formed, ears and a tail. Fur sprouted. Guest didn't know what was happening. He woke up a couple hours later in the forest. With a foul smell not a foot away. A dead deer. Half eaten.

Currently Guest is asleep in class. Still not sure about what happened but did enough research with his best friend Luke to have an idea. Werewolf.

A CLAP ON THE TABLE. Kayden Davenport, Guest's professor. Was standing right In front of Guest, With his hand on the table.

This isn't a bedroom, Guest. Pay attention or get out of my classroom.