The Beast Within (Chapter 1)

After school, Debra opened up her locker and took out a bag of clothes and a rolled up yoga mat along with her backpack. She went into one of the bathrooms to change out of her bohemian attire into some comfortable clothing. She head off outside to participate in yoga club. Debra had been going to yoga club since freshman year. Since this was her last year, she decided to make the best of it. Once she arrived at the grassy knoll where the club took place, he laid down her lavender-colored mat between two fellow mats. She put down the rest of her things next to her and sat down on the mat with her legs criss-cross. She waited patiently for the yoga instructor to arrive. As she waited, one of the members, an unattractive male, who sat next to her, were cutting his toenails with a toenail clipper. A piece of nail would fly off his feet every time he struggled to cut a single toenail. When a nail clipping flew across her lap, Debra decided to say something.
"Excuse me, not to be rude but do you have to do this now?"
"Sorry, toots," said the curly-haired milksop. "But I forgot to clip this morning. And I don't like stretching with claws."
Debra simpered politely as the boy continued to clip his toenails. She was still annoyed and grossed out at the sight.
Soon, the twenty-something yoga instructor arrived before the members' eyes. They all applauded her appearance. She smiled awkwardly before making a declaration.
"How is everyone doing today?"
"Oh, I bet we're jolly-goodness," Debra answered.
"That's good because I have terrible news."
Debra lost her smile as she awaited the news.
"The school decided to pull yoga club."
The members began murmuring and looking at each other in worry.
"What? But the school year had just begun," said Debra. "Shouldn't they have pulled this out earlier?"
"I know," said the blonde instructor. "They needed to think this over and they've decided that yoga club will be replaced with K-Pop club."
"K-Pop? People actually like that?"
"Of course, Debra."
"I don't listen to that."
"Then don't join the club."
"This is an outrage!" Debra's voice raised a pitch.
"Debra, calm down. Release the evil spirits trying to consume you and take in the good spirits to hydrate your mind."
Debra stared at the peaceful educator. "I don't have to listen to you anymore. You're not my yoga instructor. Yoga club is destroyed. I have nothing to look forward to in this school."
"Relax, toots," said the curly-haired boy, who was still trimming his nails.
"Stop clipping your toenails or I'll clip your face!"
"Hey, that's not very nice."
Debra stood up. "You know what's not nice? A bloody nose!"
She dove at the boy and started tackling him. The yoga instructor and a few members surrounded the brawl and grabbed Debra, attempting to pull her off. Soon, they successfully parted her from the defenseless fool.
"No!" The yoga instructor stuck her finger in Debra's face. "That is not how people solve their problems in yoga club."
"Do you hear yourself?" Debra asked. "There is no yoga club. I will do what I want."
"Debra, please, I ask you, simmer down. Now, yoga club may be gone but that doesn't mean you can't find your happy place. So close your eyes."
Debra shut her angry eyes.
"Take a deep breath through your nose and smell the delicious roses planted in your mind. Now exhale and taste those precious flowers."
Debra exhaled deeply through her mouth, relaxing her entire body and finding lost peace. However, the boy clipped one of his toenails and it shot Debra right in the eye. Suddenly, that peace was gone.
"That's it," she opened her eyes. "You won't be able to breathe when all you'll be tasting is blood!"
Debra ran towards the guy who screamed like a girl before Debra fiercely wrestled him down into the ground. The instructor, along with a few members, sprinted towards Debra and tried to peel her off again.