Werewolves, Vampires, and Witches

Hugs

Anna

"Your one too?" Skipper asks me, her brows furrowing in confusion.

Lily's eyes nearly pop out her head," You're a werewolf!?"

"God no! I've just never met any other werewolves than the ones that hang out with James."

"James' brainless friends are werewolves!?" Lily practically screams the last part.

"No no! Not those gits. His other friends. The real ones."

Lily's surprise is beginning to wear off, suddenly replaced with exhaustion, "The real ones?"

Ember waves off the red head's half-hearted question and turns towards me," I think what we should be asking is why you keptit from us."

Her sister nods in agreement, causing me to look down in shame. Why had I kept my secret from them? Was I scared that they'd turn me in to my old pack? Of course. Did I think they'd want to experiment on me for being so special? Maybe, but most of all, I was terrified that they wouldn't accept me; that they wouldn't like me anymore. I needed these girls because they were all that was keeping me from falling into the abyss.

"I was afraid that you girls would hate me," I whisper.

The whole room goes quiet, and I'm afraid my worst fears have just been realized. That is, until I feel a hand on my shoulder. Looking up, I see Skipper's hand.

"We could never hate you. After all, it's our differences that make us unique," she says with a smile, and I see all the girls are smiling at me.

"Besides," Ella shifts her attention on the girl with pink hair," I still want to know where James took you last week in the middle of the night."

Skipper turns a shade of red that I've never seen before, and a chorus of oooo's comes from the girls. I can't believe it... They've already forgotten about the whole werewolf thing. It doesn't matter to them. I smile and join in taunting Skipper.

Skipper:

"It's not like that, guys! He just wanted me to meet his friends," I say, frantically trying to explain.

I'll tell you, these girls have quite the imagination. Ella wiggles her eyebrows at me, Ember looks particularly bored, Anna seems relieved, (about what, I'm not sure) and Lily has a poker-face. The awkward silence ends when Ember makes a very embarrassing point.

"Mhm... And it was in the middle of the night... Just the two of you." The girls laugh, causing me to blush an even deeper color is red.

"Bloody hell!" I bury my head in my knees, hiding my flushed face.

"You're blushing! You... you like him!"

This sends the girls into another fit of giggles. I don't object to this, having no answer, and the fact that I'm not sure how I feel about James. I thought he was just a friend, but now... I'm not sure.

"It's complicated, okay?"

"How could it be," Lily pauses to yawn," complicated?"

"Ugh! You don't understand. How could you? You're only eleven!"

"We might be only eleven, but it seems that we know more about love than you do," Lily crosses her arms over her pajama top.

"I'm not eleven," Anna mumbles, but I barley hear her. I'm still fuming over Lily's comment.

"LOVE! This isn't about love. James is just... He and I are just..." I can't bring myself to say it.

"Skipper! Shut it! Now Anna, what did you say?" Ember puts a finger to my open lips. I glare at the triumphant look on the red-heads face.