Legend of the White Wolf (OLD VERSION - NOT UPDATING)

Chapter Two

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Chapter Two

It was Andrea, Sam, Eric, Josh, and I all in the same car. Sam was driving, Josh rode shotgun, and Andrea, Eric, and I were stuck in the back.  

I sat there in silence as I tried to figure out what just happened in my room. I had a million questions running through my head:

What was that electric shock?

Did he feel it too?

Of course he felt it, that's why he looked at you like that!

Okay, but why did it happen?

Why did Tony look angry?

"Mia, did you hear me?"

"Huh?"

I looked over to see a disappointed Andrea.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was thinking." I said.

"Obviously. Mia, I'm not as dumb as I look." She said.

I smiled at Andrea.

"You are definitely not dumb." I answered.

She laughed at that.

"So, um...how was Paris?" I asked.

"Ah-Maz-Ing."

That's when she started talking about everything that happened while she was there. I shook my head and all the guys smiled. Finally, we pulled up to the restaurant.

"Wow." We all said.

The place was so beautiful. And definitely Italian.

Yum.

I was about to get out when the door opened on its own. I looked over and saw Ethan standing there, holding the door. I looked back at Andrea who was looking at me with an eyebrow raised. I just shrugged and got out of the car.

I moved to the side so Andrea and Eric could get out while I studied Ethan with a calculating gaze.

Why was he doing this?

Maybe it's for Andrea.

I didn't know, but I wanted to.

When everyone got out of the car they drove her in, we all went inside. We were seated quickly and I somehow got a seat in between my brother and Ethan. We all sat down, but before I could pull out my own chair, Ethan did it. I looked at him with a questioning gaze and he just shrugged.

Then, I looked at Andrea who managed to get a seat across from me. She was looking at me with a raised eyebrow and I just shrugged again.

I didn't know any more than she did.  

A male waiter came up to the table, actually he came right up to me, and looked at me and Andrea as if we were what he wanted to order for his dinner.

"What would you beautiful ladies like to drink? Some fine wine? Champagne?"

Andrea and I looked at each other and I could tell she was trying not to burst out laughing.

Does he think we're 21?

Gosh.

I smiled and made the mistake of glancing at Ethan. His fists and jaw were clenched and his face was a little red. One of his fists was balled up on his knee closest to me and I put my hand on his. He looked at me and relaxed a little. His jaw slowly unclenched as did his fists.