"They're the what clan?" Alby growled.
"The Edison clan, Alby." Frypan said.
"What's so bad about them? The youngest one, Thomas, he's kinda nice." Newt said.
"They killed my grandfather and his father and his father before him." Alby said. "I vowed to get revenge when I saw the chance. I have it now. We have it."
"What does revenge entail?" Minho asked.
"Killing the bloodsuckers."
*Time skip*
"Minho I can't!"
"Newt-"
"I imprinted on the vampire Alby wants to kill!"
"I know!" Minho exclaimed. Then, more calmly, "I know."
"I'm sorry," Newt said, sliding down the wall. "I'm just really..."
"Frustrated? Yeah, figured." Minho sat next to Newt and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. "We'll think of something."
Just then, the bathroom door opened and Thomas walked in.
Newt leaped up, a red, blushing mess. "H-hi Tommy."
Thomas smiled shyly. "Hi Newt."
"You look nice today."
"Thanks. You do too." Somehow, Thomas's smile became even shyer as he washed his hands. When he was leaving, he seemed to remember something. He turned and walked back to Newt, dug his hand in his pocket and held out a pen.
"Thanks for letting me use it." He said.
"It's fine." Newt shrugged. "Ya know what? Keep it. When I wonder why I have two blue pens instead of three, I'll remember the cute boy I gave my third to."
Thomas hesitated, stepped forward and kissed Newt on the cheek. "I'll see you in class." He said. "Don't be late."
Thomas walked out of the bathroom. Newt raised his hand to his cheek in disbelief.
Minho, standing at this point, looked at Newt. "Something you want to tell me?"
*time skip*
"Next Thursday." Alby said as Newt and Minho walked in.
"Come again?"
"We're attacking the clan next Thursday, and leaving no survivors. Got it?"
The two boys nodded and Alby walked away.
Newt turned to Minho.
"I know." Minho said softly, wrapping his arms around Newt. "Wanna go for a run?"
Newt smiled a little. "Yeah, okay."
Running as a werewolf had its pros.
One, werewolves are fast.
Two, if someone sees a werewolf, they'd just run because OMG WOLF RUN!!
And three, it was liberating to run without clothes.
Newt and Minho would often laugh about this.
But no matter how fast he ran, how far, how long, Newt still couldn't stop thinking about the brunette.
Or the problem of having to kill him.
I did a twilight.
Deal with it.
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