"Do you need my help?" One of the boys in the class walked up to where Katherine was standing with her tent material in front of her.
"Help with what?" She asked, confused.
"What do you mean what? Setting up a tent I mean," He asked, looking her up and down, and Katherine waved her hand in dismissal.
"Don't worry about it. There hasn't been a tent that Kat- Delilah can't put up," Katherine said, remembering all those days of her last life before she started working through it.
"Well, don't tell the teacher the stronger wolves weren't helping you," The boy said, and Katherine pressed her lips into a thin line because of the mention of words like strong, weak, rank, and power for the umpteenth time.
"Okay," She said before she hurriedly put up the tent alone effectively, surprising the boys on her side who were yet to have their tent standing right.
"It's done," she nodded to herself, feeling someone's gaze on herself.