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e someone is rattling a window. At 3 in the morning. Shit. I move silently to the window and peek out of the edge of the window. It's dark as

cker." I whisper

stop and realize this door will give me away. Mom has that annoying Halloween wreath on the door. It'll scream like a horror movie queen with any movement. Alright, the garage door would be better for sneaking u

e. Definitely a guy. His large frame is still crouched down at the window and he's sl

I can actually make out his details. He has dirty blond hair pulled back into a bun with a single braid running down the middle from the front. His shoulders are wide

alk to the window. He stops muttering and after a few seconds

I'll have to practice th

an really? He's going to ask who I am when he's breaking into someone's house? No

y while pointing back at my

ing me before responding. "

ir

mally a person would use a key to enter thei

I bet he has many girls swooning with one good look from t

jab a finger to his chest. "This little girl isn't going anywher

aste the alcohol that clings to his breath

this time it's from the cold breeze that rolls

ions, which there have been many as they are lovely, talkative people, they never said that he would be arriving anytime soon.

He snaps at me, his eyes sparking

know you think you're all scarry and intimidating, that I will scamper off with my tail between

nly intensified as I continued. If his eyes could kill I would

so we can either a- call the police, wait out here freezing for a couple hours before they show up and take you to the stat

e really isn't related to them. Hopefully he chooses opt

y eye level for me, with no response for a few moments now

e get this straight... my options are th

t isn't really helping. "Here's the deal. It's after three in the morning. If we call the police it will take atleast two hours, atleast, as they have man

nd then suddenly exclaims, "Girl

ide. "Damn pixie farts! You almost

his words and not from his suddenly loud outburst. I sure hope none of the other neighbors heard it. Especially Ms. Baker. I

and moving us back to my garage. He tries to resist. I pull harder. Just as we ma

of a shrill and husky voice floats through the silent morning. As quiet as

s wolf boy that Ms. Baker didn't catch us o

stomach chooses this moment to let out a loud and lo

ng on the lights. When they don't turn on I

lights please. Just reach out yo

ts and pans from the drawers, adding them to the giant eight burner flat top. I then move to the fridge drawers and pull

and spit it out my

aks. His voice is low, just above a w

res, shifters, fae, vampires- heck all 'story book' beings don't li

ive me a big 'ol wi

my neck. He takes a deep breath, exhales and repeats a few more times

used. He stands back to his full height causing me to take a couple steps back.

rybook characters. One of my gifts is being able to tell what any being is." When he

ait for his next set of words

t what I wa

lver white. It looks like some expensive stone, but in reality the contractors did it up with paints. The cupboards are a me

seen. The fridge matches these cupboards and everyone of them has a beautiful display of dishes or food within them. The islan

e most sparkling in the group." I tilt my head in thought. "Yeah.

h the dishes. Like a pro waitress, I balance the plates upo

fridge, but I stop him. "Oh that's just for looks. Look over

fridge that doesn't work? Why?" He grabs a co

urns the

onal. My parents just don't allow it to be used as they want to keep it looking 'lit'. Their words not mine. Like I said, they made the

t all..." I laugh at his attemp

across any other adult who puts on such a show like them, but it i

or me to get the dishes off my arms without spilling them. I shift around trying to see if there is

ant some help with that?" He as

He removes the dishes from my a

by drawing out the so

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g before me, draws out the 'o

n to her mid back. She doesn't have bangs, but where they would be is shorter than the rest of her hair. That part is straight and frames her face. Her skin has a sweet peach tone with a spray of fr

un pet names if you want, but my inner br

ide, why not answ

t all." She instructs while plac

sauce, greenbeans with onions and shrimp. I know as a were wolf I have a huge appetite, but this is sti

ete stranger in just shorts and a tank top while everyone is sleeping. She thought I was someone trying to break into her neighbors house, but that didn't phase her. Confide

ex dish up a second plate as I savor the bite of steak in my mouth. It's so juicy and tender, full of flavor. The foo

?" I ask noticing she h

she picks up her soda and takes a drink. "Honestly, I hate

did you make it?" I

ou seemed like the type of guy who d

ch an odd,

onto her desk. She then stretches her arms above her head, her tank top rising up to show

before walking into her bathroom across the room. I

to be over 200 different people, almost all smiling into the camera. There are a few guys who just glar

y're littered with straps that have several knives and throwing items like needles and stars attached. Her hair is pulled up into a tight bun, a helmet under o

reading I'm sure as they a look to be research books. As I look closer they're

ains dropped around the beams. The comforter is a deep, rich purple. Laying

ach away from it. There's a man with her in this one and not just any man.

.5 billion dollars just in the first year. Of course it's sky rocketed since then, but this dude is loaded. So loaded he was known for throwin

bloids had less to say about the string of girls. Then boom! He was g

ex states softly from a step be

ut her then I was before. "You know him? W

nonchalant. I know my eyes are

you know him? Did you date him? Wait he ne

her that. She can't either. H

up with to call me a slut!" Her words come out heavy with command. I swollow the lump

e as hell. Her eyes bore into me. "Sorry, I shouldn't have said that. It's just everyone knows how shameless t

to her. "Sometimes I have a pro

e has to say or how they feel about what I say. For some reason I do with Alex. I'm not sur

You aren't entirely wrong about him so I guess I can see why you would jump to that conclusion. Here, take this t

door behind me. I lean onto the count

gether!" I hiss at my reflection. F

covers, her eyes closed. I stand there staring at her, unsure where I'm supposed to be sleeping. Maybe I'll j

he stops me in my tracks.

With her? Is

. I feel my cheeks warming up. What

isn't comfortable. Trust me I've done that before." She follows up with. When I still don't move she continues, "It's just sleeping. I'm

able with sleeping next to a girl? No. What makes me unco

never been worried about parents n

ort laugh. "Eh figures as much. And before you rebut, I mean

places them in a line down the middle of the bed, stacked 2 high. She climbs back in and suddenly hangs her head before shaking it slowly. She rocks h

lanket and pulling it up for her. I give h

ous. She says a quiet thank you and sits back. She stays sitting so

Expecting a gasp or atleast her staring, I'

hem pooling at my feet in a matter of seconds. When I look up to her, a smirk plastered on my

tretch purposefully to really show off my

rying to make a move." She asks still not paying any attention to m

I reply, feeling more like

m sure she would have whiplash. The green of her eyes glow like

kly, hands raised in surrender. "I promise this is jus

never joke like that again. Do you u

ickly. "Yeah sur

side of the bed. "Now get into