Mr. Werewolf, Will You Love Me?

(6) Blake Makes Me Wet

Heya Guys!! Welcome back to my story :D can you believe we've made it to chapter 6? I mean, wow, we even have 1,200+ reads. >.< you guys are all amazing! Thanks for all the reads, comments, votes, follows. Etc. you guys make it fun to write :)

So I have decided that I'm going to base Rose off a person I know (because Rose reminds me of her like a lot O.O) Her name is Kate and she is an amazing person I met on twitter. Hope you like this chapter Kate! I dedicate it to you

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Chapter 6: Blake Makes Me Wet

This was not how I was supposed to start my day. I glare hard at Rose and she returns my glare. My eyes flicker down at the plate and back up at Rose. She cocks her eyebrow at me, daring me to take it. I smile sweetly at her. Simultaneously, we reach for it and end up glaring at each other again.

            "I think I'll just take this, thank you very much," I say, and discreetly reach for it.

            "Oh, nuh-uh. My house, my bacon," Rose counters, reaching for it. I slap her hand away.

            "That's not how it works. You've been gaining weight lately, I'm doing you a favor by taking this piece of bacon off your hands," I counter, reaching toward the plate.

            "I'm a wolf, I can burn it off pretty fast," she says, her hand advancing towards the plate. Oh, it's on. My leg hooks the leg of her chair and I pull. She falls back, taking the chair with her and landing with and "Oomph."

            "Why, thank you. I graciously accept this bacon," I say. I'm about to take a bite from it when Rose grips my ankle and pulls my foot out from under me. I lose balance and fall to the left.

            "Aaah!" I yell and I attempt to save the bacon by jutting out my right hand into the air. I hit the ground with a thud and wince on the cold tile kitchen floor. Rose climbs on top of me and takes the bacon out of my hand. I glare up at her, when a thought hits. I reach for her waist and aggressively tickle her and she lets go of the bacon to wrap her arms around her. I pick up the bacon off my chest and shove it in my mouth. Her jaw drops in disbelief and I wink, eating it with pride. She pouts as I swallow and I pinch her cheek.

            "Aw, don't do that. That face almost makes me feel bad for taking the last piece of bacon. Almost," I wink at her and get up off the ground.

            "Oh I'm so getting you back for this, no one messes with me and my bacon," she teases.

            "Oh, I'm practically shaking," I roll my eyes, smiling, "Now come on, we have to get to school or we'll be late."

            "Oh, hush. You're just saying that because you want to get to Blake and have some action in a janitor's closet somewhere," she teases. I blush and narrow my eyes at her. Ok, so maybe I do want to drag Blake into a janitor's closet and "have some action." Can you blame me!? The guy was hot, sweet, and amazing, and he was mine.

            "You're glaring like that because you know it's true!" Rose continues. I stick my tongue at her and grab my backpack while she puts on her shoes. My outfit today consists of a black flannel shirt that had skulls splayed across it that I left unbuttoned to expose a black spaghetti-strap tank top. As usual, I wore ripped fishnet leggings under a pair of white shorts. My feet were clad in my black combat boots. I look back at Rose who was now grabbing her bag from the stairs. I walked to the door and opened it.

            "Finally!" a voice exclaims, causing me to jump in surprise. I look up to see Shane and Blake leaning against Blake's Audi. Troy is lying on his back on Rose's lawn. I smile.