After being bitten by that thing, Ginger felt different. More confident. Maybe it should be because of puberty hormones? Or something else?

The ginger haired, secretly werewolf female walked the halls, she'd usually be accompanied by her sister Brigitte Fitzgerald, yet today was different. Today she walked alone, and for once got some sort of attention, not negative attention, just average attention you'd get when you walk the halls in something you'd normally wouldn't wear.

She entered the classroom sitting where she normally sat, but she noticed you sitting at a table behind her and Brigitte.

She wouldn't care so much normally, but she became a little interested in you. There was something about you that caught her attention.