Author's Note:
Please go read the first chapter of my new story! It's about a werewolf hunter who moves into a new town to kill wolves, but ends up befriending a friendly pack and questioning whether or not her family's moral code is right.
You felt the bark under your skin as you climbed the tree. Reaching the highest point, you pulled your cellphone out of your pocket and checked the signal. There were still no bars, and you were lost in the woods.
You groaned as you made your way down. You had been taking a short cut through the woods when you realized you didn't know where you were going.
As your feet landed on the ground, you heard the sound of a stick snapping. You turned your head towards the source of the noise, and hid behind the tree. For all you knew, it could be some sort of pervert.
Peeking your head out from behind the tree, you watched as a teenage boy emerged from the woods. As you watched him, you leaned forward, and lost your balance.
You gasped as you fell to the ground. The boy saw you immediately, and a look of confusion crossed his face. Embarrassed, you stood up.
"It's dangerous for a girl to be all alone out here," he raised his eyebrows.
"It's dangerous for a guy to be all alone out here, too," you said, making him smile.
"I'm Scott," he said.
"I'm [Y/N]," you said. "You're not some sort of pervert, are you?"
"No," he laughed. "Are you?"
"No," you answered. "What are you doing out here?"
"You ask a lot of questions," he smirked. "How about I answer them over dinner?"
"How about no," you said.
His mouth fell open, as if he had never been rejected before. "Why not?"
"Because you could be luring me to my death!" You said. "Goodbye, Scott."
You turned around and started to walk away, but then you realized your mistake. You had no idea where to go. You turned back around on your heels, and scrunched your nose up. Scott looked more than amused.
"You're lost, aren't you?" He said while containing his laughter.
"Yeah." You dragged out the word. "Do you know where to go?"
"I would show you, but," he paused. "You could be luring me to my death."
You bit your lip, eating your words.
"Tell you what," Scott said. "I'll show you how to get out of here if you go on a date with me."
Your eyes widened in realization that in order to escape the dark, scary woods, you would have to go on a date with a handsome, well built guy.
"It's a deal," you shook hands with him, and he led you out of the woods.
