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Post by storyteller on Oct 14, 2015 2:24:02 GMT
He sighed and looked down at his burger suddenly not hungry. He didn't look up into her eyes when he spoke. He didn't want to see the horror on her face. "I'm a werewolf. At least I will be when my first shift happens."
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Post by Admin on Oct 14, 2015 2:43:56 GMT
She really needed to learn not to attempt to eat while he was talking. She almost choked on a french fry. After she was down coughing and her airways were clear again. "I'm sorry, your a what now?"
Ok, now he might be crazy.... Was someone about to jump out of the bushes with a video camera. Was this some cruel joke that they were playing on the new girl?
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Post by storyteller on Oct 14, 2015 2:53:54 GMT
She didn't believe him. It was a natural reaction. He finally looked up at her. She wasn't laughing. She didn't look horrified. She just didn't believe what he was saying. "I think you heard what I said. I wasn't joking. I really not trying to fuck with you at all. I just thought you should know." He wrapped up his sandwich and put it back in the bag it came in and pushed it aside. Now he really wasn't hungry.Maybe he shouldn't have said anything.
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Post by Admin on Oct 14, 2015 3:04:38 GMT
She put her sandwich down and looked him over. He looked defeated. She stood and came over to sit next to him. "Feck it, if you believe it. I believe it. Whats the worst that could happen, either, you're crazy and delusional, which I'm leaning towards only cause ya asked me out after watching me almost kill meself in the first five minutes of the day. Or your right, ya a werewolf and I should probably make sure I'm on ya good side before the full moon." She rested her hand on his forearm.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 14, 2015 3:12:19 GMT
He tilted his head at her. She was half buying into it. "Ok. Fine. We need to set some ground rules. If you're out with me and I tell you to run, you run. Long and far, you get the fuck away from me and somewhere that I can't get to you even if I can smell you. My senses are already getting keener. I have your scent. If you see my eyes start to change color, tell me and run. I need to give you my father's number just in case. He can help you help me. On my first shift, I won't have control. I don't know what I will do. I might fuck you or I might decide you look like a tasty treat. And yeah, it might happen on the full moon, but that's not for all werewolves. We typically shift under the moon we are born under. For me, its the full moon. And its the three days, one before, that night and the night after." He was giving her a lot of information but he was hoping that if he did, she might believe him more.
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Post by Admin on Oct 14, 2015 3:26:29 GMT
She sat there listening to everything he was saying. He was really serious about all of this. She didn't move her hand, she just started rubbing his arm with her thumb. "Alright, I got it. I'll keep my eyes out for anything queer." She smiled at him. "Especially if'fin it means I get ta stare at your eyes more." She was feeling bold... and like she needed to lighten the mood. "So, let me get this straight, there's a chance that ya could eat me, or EAT me?" She smirked at him and bit her bottom lip.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 14, 2015 3:30:23 GMT
He gave her a devious smirk. "That's right. You know, they say, once you go wolf you don't go back." His eyes lowered to her lips, so inviting especially when she was biting them. He wanted to bite them. Damn, he'd just met the girl but he wanted to keep her around and do dirty naughty things to her. And she wanted him to as well. He could smell it. His eyes found hers again, in them a dark promise.
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Post by Admin on Oct 14, 2015 3:43:00 GMT
She felt a shiver run down her back at the look he gave her. No one had ever looked at her that way. She was always the quirky one, the smart girl, the best friend. But here she was having this boy look at her like she was a playboy model.
"Funny, I dun'nae think I've ever heard that one. Now, are ya gonna eat your lunch or are ya gonna be a girl and let it go to waste?" She reached into his bag and stole a tater tot and ate it.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 14, 2015 3:53:40 GMT
For some reason, getting all that off his chest made him feel better. He was now starving again. He brought out both sandwiches and ate them in a quick but polite manner and then started snacking on his tots and fries. He looked at his watch. "Lunch always go by way too quickly. What do we have after lunch? Ah right. Computers with James. He's a pretty cool guy."
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Post by Admin on Oct 14, 2015 3:57:49 GMT
"Ah, a computer class, I dun'nae think that I can make too much of a fool of meself in there. Do ya know if we have class with the twaty girl from this mornin'?" She munched on her lunch, it was great, so loved greasy spoon style places. She just really didn't want to deal with that other girl, she was liable to punch her in her cunty face!
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Post by storyteller on Oct 14, 2015 4:01:46 GMT
"You mean Keira? Nah. My schedule was changed so that I only have one class with her and you're not in that class. So you don't have any classes with her. Just have to see her in home room in the mornings. Lucky." He held out another tot for her since he knew she liked them now.
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Post by Admin on Oct 14, 2015 4:12:20 GMT
She bit it from his fingers. "Thank the Gods. I dun'nae know what is wedged up her arse but I hope someone knocks it out, an soon." She sipped on her malt, there was something so exciting just sitting this close to him.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 15, 2015 0:55:04 GMT
He sighed. "Well I'm sorry to say that I'm half of the reason she is that way. She had every right to warn me off her sister with the way I treated her in the past. I was a total asshole. This summer changed me though. It's just going to take awhile for people to see that and trust me again." He wished he could forget about the rest of the school day and just sit here and talk with her. As it was he was going to have to tell his dad that he told her and then he was going to insist on meeting her to make sure she is trustworthy. He just had a gut feeling she was.
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Post by Admin on Oct 15, 2015 3:20:10 GMT
"I still dun'nae know what could have been so bad to warrant that kind of response unprovoked."
She sat next to him sipping on her milkshake. She could sit here with him all day. Did she have to go back to school? She could go back tomorrow. Right now, she just wanted to sit and bask in his sexiness.
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Post by storyteller on Oct 15, 2015 3:26:05 GMT
"Don't worry about Keira. I'll handle her. She's getting pissed because she can't get a rise out of me. She tripped me on my way out of Journalism. I should have known better than to go by her desk. But she picked up her backpack right as I lifted my leg to step over it and I started falling and slammed into a kid. Before my trip with my dad, I would have growled at the kid and started cussing her out. But all I did was apologize to the kid and count backwards from ten and walk out the door." He smirked. "It helped that I was going to see you in the next class. Gave me something to look forward to."
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