The resident bad boy is a werewolf?

The close encounter with the third kind a.k.a Alex's first dates to be

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{Alex's POV}

I stared at the makeup desk in horror.

"No, I refuse to sit here and let you poke and prod me like a specimen at the zoo!!!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

"Alex, shut up before you end up with a mascara wand in your eye." Chris said holding another makeup brush in between her teeth.

I will never understand the female population and their need to wear chemically infused products, a.k.a makeup.

To take my mind off of what was going on around me (and also to bother my captors, I mean 'friends'), I started to sing.

At the top of my lungs. It also helped that I'm a horrible singer.

"Happy birthday to you!! Happy birthday to you!! Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you!!" I sang to a spot on the wall.

It just turned thirty-seven. It had a wife and two kids.

Yes, I did make up a background story for a spot on a wall, it's what bored people do, ask anybody.

"Did you know," I said like those nerds from Drake and Josh (in a high pitched annoying voice), "that this powder that you are applying on my face was probably made from stealing fifty million powder donuts and stealing their powdery goodness?! You just deprived hundreds of fat cops their donut brake time. Do you expect them to catch criminals on an empty, donut-deprived stomach? You disgust me. Save the donuts! Save the donuts! Vote for Pedro!" I shouted like a politician.

Oh yes, me and Pedro will run for president and we'll work together to rid the world of powder stealing swipers the foxes. Then, we'll only serve tater tots for lunch, in honor of Napoleon Dynamite of course, and then we'll adopt a llama named Tina and live happily ever after. The DNA. ('The end' is to boring)

Now back to reality.

I wonder how the date is going to go, I've never been on a date before, I know it's hard to believe, especially since I'm such a stud muffin. I've had close encounters with the third kind a.k.a Alex's first dates to be. Plenty of guys had asked me out, but once they heard my weirdness in action they went running with their tails (haha, wolf joke) in between their legs.

"I can't believe you didn't tell us about your date." Eva said doing some weird twisty thing to my hair.

"I mean, how would you have gotten ready?" Nix asked in a muffled voice, due to the bobby pins in her mouth.

"I was going to just wing it and put a t-shirt and some jeans on." I said crossing my arms in front of my chest, not caring if I looked like a child.

"A t-shirt and some jeans?!" Kat screeched.

"What's wrong with that?" I asked.

What was wrong with a nice t-shirt and some clean jeans? Am I not allowed to wear normal clothes on a date? Am I supposed to wear an astronaut suit or something? Am I going to be going on a date with an alien? Is he going to want to marry me!?!

Before I could contemplate if I should wear a slime green wedding dress (in honor of the alien) or a regular white wedding dress; the girls started to talk again.

"Okay, we finished your makeup come here." Maddy said wrapping something around my eyes.

Suddenly the lights went out.

"Oh my god!! I'm blind!! It's the alien, he's come to take me to Saturn, we're going to get married and my engagment ring is just going to be one of Saturn's rings!! I don't want Saturn's ring on my finger! Do you know how fat my finger's going to look?!" I screamed.