Speech•ess
/ˈspēCHləs/
•Adjective•
"Unable to speak, especially as the temporary result of shock or some strong emotion."
"I won't be silenced,
You can't keep me quiet.
Won't tremble when you try it.
All I know is I won't go speechless, speechless...
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"HEAR ME OUT, OKAY? Wyatt is actually pretty nice when he's not around the pack." Azalea explained as she got her textbooks from her locker.
"I will give you one thing, he's cute." Eliza commented while messing on her tablet. "But so is a certian blonde named William."
Closing her locker and putting her lock back on it, the brunette sighed. "He keeps texting me but I don't have an answer for him yet. It's kind of annoying actually..." She trailed off.
"But he really likes you."
"He doesn't even know me."
"Then give him a chance too."
Gripping her textbooks tightly, Azalea felt her shoulders start to sink down with each step she took closer to the cafeteria. Upon walking in she was met with quite the sight. Werewolves on one half of the room and the students of Seabrooke on the other. On either side was William and Wyatt.
As soon as they saw her both were up and walking towards her smiling. Glancing between the two, her heart began to pound. It didn't take long for both to notice the other pushing to walk faster and get to her first. Wyatt flashed his fangs and eyes at William as a warning, but the football player continued to speed walk to her puffing his chest out.
