The resident bad boy is a werewolf?

Adventure time is metaphorically my life

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{Alex's POV}

I ran out of the room with tears gathering in my eyes.

'Alex, don't you dare cry!' I chided myself.

I heard footsteps following me, so I !turned around hoping it was Skye.

It was Drake.

"Hey, Alexandria, are you okay?" He asked before answering his own question, "Of course you're not. Stupid Drake."

I looked at the weirdo vampire in front of me. He was good looking (you would think that all vampires we're handsome, due to the twilight, true blood, and other vampire related phenomenon, but there are vamps walking the Earth, who are seriously gross). But he was a jerk.

Yet he was being nicer to me than my own mate.

"It's Alex." I blurted out.

"What?' He asked looking confused.

"You called me Alexandria. I prefer Alex." I said quietly.

"Okay Alex. Do you mind telling me why Morelli suddenly hates his own mate?" He asked me kindly.

I studied his creepily perfect face. I don't know what I was looking for.

A flaw in his face that would alert me of his need to kill me? Hope that he won't use any information against me in a court of law? Or maybe for my own mind to stop making everything I say sound intelligent and brilliant.

Whatever I was looking for, I found it.

Drake was trustworthy. I instantly knew he could be a great friend if I let him.

"Why were you acting like such a perv when we met?" I blurted out.

Great. Typical Alex. Someone's trying to be nice to me, and I'm here bringing up bad memories.

He smiled.

Before you think I'm going to say something sappy like 'he gave me a crooked grin that I instantly fell in love with' you're sourly mistaken.

Like I've reminded you countless times, just because I'm a human (or sort of human) and there's vampires and werewolves involved does NOT make my story Twilight related.

"Well, you're very beautiful, I'm a guy. For some unheard of reason, guys are attracted to beautiful girls. I don't know, call me crazy, but I saw some kind of connection." He said shrugging his shoulders and smiling slightly.

I tried not to laugh but I couldn't keep the small smile off my face.

He smiled back but became serious again.

"So what's going on between you too?" He asked.

"Why do you care?" I asked Drake Ula, my sworn enemy.

He sighed.

"It's a long story." He said trying to change the subject.

"In case you haven't noticed, we just ditched English class which is forty five minutes long. I have more than enough time for a story." I said raising a brow.

"Fine, but lets talk somewhere more private." He said.

Carrot top was begging me to go back to class and get Skye to forgive me, the Minder was telling me to get Skye to love me.

Do normal people usually have this many voices in their head?

Of course they do. No one is truly normal.

Ha! Just spewed some wisdom all over you. Bet you din't think I had it in me.

I silenced all the voices in my head and followed Drake Ula, the soon to be vampire king.

Kind of like Marceline the Vampire Queen, but not quite as awesome.

"Alex?" Drake said after a while.

"If you're Marceline, can I be Finn? Carrot Top can be Jake!" I said out loud while thinking of all the people in my life and how they connected to Adventure time.

My mom's the Lich, The Minder is the evil snail that the Lich possesses, Skye is Flame Princess because we're obviously suppose to be together but things are getting in the way.

Wow, who would have thought that Adventure Time is metaphorically my life?!

Speaking of Adventure Time, I should totally be one of the writers. I have amazing adventures to write about, my jokes are awesome, and I'm just filled with random, mathematical awesomeness.

I was going to ask Drake if he agreed, but he was giving me 'the alien look'.

Which is what I call the look people give me when they're weirded out by me 'cause it's the look I would give an alien.

"What?" I asked defensively.

"You're just very random." He said chuckling.

Only Santa Claus chuckles. It's not socially acceptable to chuckle unless you're Santa. If Drake is Santa, it would explain a lot.

Werewolves don't like Santa.

I don't think humans should like Santa either, but they do. Which is really weird.

You're telling me you find it perfectly normal if once a year a fat man who knows when you're sleeping comes into your house and leaves presents for people, especially little kids and then goes back to his hideout to 'watch you' for the rest of the year before he does it again?

Sounds like a child molester to me...

"Alex." Drake touched my shoulder.

"Don't rape me Santa!" I screeched.

"What? Alex you talk a lot of bull, you know that right?" Drake questioned.

"It's not bull if it makes sense. Which it does. In my head." I said tapping my left temple like it held the secrets to the universe.

Which it probably did.

"Do you want to hear the long story or not?!" Drake snapped.

(Stephanie Tanner voice) How rude!!!

"Yes I want to hear it, now let it out like a truck driver who finally got to use the bathroom after a six hour drive." I said bouncing up and down in anticipation.

Okay, I kind of forgot to take my ADHD medication.

Drake ignored my randomness and started to spill the beans.

"Alex I care because I'm kind of the reason you're in this mess and before you interrupt let me finish." He said seeing my confused face.

"It started after my dad had told me I was going to become the next Vampire King. He said he wanted me to take over the throne immediately. I reasoned with him to let me finish this year of school before I did, because honestly, I don't want to be the King of the blood suckers. A week later while I was sulking, a woman approached me. She said she could help me out of the whole future vampire king thing. I was intrigued, of course. She said all I had to do was flirt heavily with a werewolf girl that way her mate could get jealous and mark her. It seemed like a piece of cake, not only would I be helping myself, I would be helping a werewolf couple hurry up and become united as one. It seemed like a great deal, so I shook. Little did I know, I had made a deal with the devil. I didn't know the werewolf guy would be a guy I despised, Schuyler Morelli. Or a girl who I barely knew, you, Alexandria London Torres. When you came up to me, I was going to go up to you, so I could get the job over with. But then you started singing to me. I realized you we're really weird. Then we all got into that big fight and I saw how protective Skye was of you and how you were chocking my friend William while throwing skittles at him and I realized that whatever the reason for your sped up marking, I shouldn't interfere. I went to the lady who approached me a.k.a. your mom, and was trying to tell her I didn't want to be part of her scheme anymore when she started telling me about the Minder bugs. Long story short, she still thinks I'm helping her when in reality, I'm not." He said.

I gave him my 'oh shit, you shouldn't have said that look'. It consisted of me making huge eyes like I just saw a cute little bunny rabbit being turned into the Hulk.

"You just admitted all that in front of the Minder bug, it's going to tell my horrible excuse of a mother!" I yelped (for real, I yelped. Who knew people actually did that?)

"No it's not. It prevents you from spilling the secret, but since I already know, we're both able to talk about it openly. The Minder is only able to control your actions and tell your mother when Skye's fallen in love with you." Drake explained.

"Why are you telling me all this?" I asked angrily.

"Because I'm going to help you brake the spell." Drake said with determination in his eyes.

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