(2022) HEMLOCK GROVE fan fiction.
"She wanted him to devour her soul. Like she was his favourite dessert. She wanted to be what he craved the most in life. Never growing tired of her taste. And always coming back for seconds."
📌 Started June 2022
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Chantel checked herself in the mirror, Gia had applied blue mascara on her lashes. Chantel had never tried any colourful mascaras until now and she can't belief the results. How a little pop of colour can change a look of a person.
"Don't you think, it's a little too much for school?" Chantel asked diffidently.
"It isn't," Gia said as she handed her the mascara, "you look gorgeous."
"Why are you giving me this?" She looked at Gia.
"It suits you," Gia pressed the mascara on her palms. "I'll give you the pink and the white one as well."
"You don't have to," she told her.
"I got a box full of mascaras from this brand," Gia smirked. "I need to share it with my bestie."
Gia's talent has been catching eyes of some brands and she'd been receiving PR packages. She was going to be big one day, Chantel could see it.
"You're too kind," Chantel smiled at her.
"You can return the favour by baking me those muffins, I love." She mentioned.
"Sure, why not." Chantel gave her a little wink. Roman was watching them smoking a cigarette as soon as she got out of the car, she caught his gaze. Why does he have to keep staring like that?
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"Can you not be so obvious," Chantel quoted with her fingers as she walked upto him.
"I like your new look," he said taking a puff of the cigarette.
"You wanna try?" She teased.
A wide smirk appeared on his face, "I'd try anything with you, sweetheart."
The bell began to ring.
"Are you coming or not?" Gia said as she walked up the stairs.
"Yep," Chantel nodded.
Roman killed the cigarette, "what class is it?"
"Chemistry," Chantel said looping an arm around Gia. "I'll see you at lunch."
Roman nodded as he pulled out another cigarette.
"Is he always like that?" Gia asked as they walked away from him.
"Like what?" Chantel asked in confusion.
"Envious." Noted Gia.
"He don't have many friends so," Chantel said softly.
"Hmm," Gia mumbled as they walked into the school building.
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Peter was seated outside on the two feet stone wall, that ran outside the school campus, sipping a can of soda when Chantel approached him holding a paper bag. "Hello werewolf," she said.
