"Would you like some clothes?" Luke asked me.
I hesitated before nodding.
"OK, Taylor!"
"What?"
"Let Talia borrow some of your cloths."
Taylor grumbled something under her breath and I glared at her.
"Come on, lone wolf." She snickered at her comment.
"Coming, -----."
She ignored me and went upstairs, grabbed some blue jeans, a sleeveless top and tossed them to me.
"I suggest you get in the bath first, I don't want my cloths contaminated by your filth and-"
"And you're luck I haven't killed you yet."
Taylor stopped, her mouth hanging over, and ran down stairs.
Weak
I got in the bath once I figured out how to work the nobs. It tool a while for me to figure out how to get the hot water coming out with just enough cold water so I wouldn't get burned.
Once it was settled, it felt like heaven. My muscles relaxed and I felt tired. It was nothing like the stream water near the pack.
The pack.
I missed them already. I decided to get out of the bath and I wrapped a towel around my thin body.
I noticed some scissors on the sink and I grabbed them and chopped at my hair. It already looked better.
Once I slipped on Taylor's loose cloths, I put my blonde hair in a ponytail and stepped out and into the kitchen.
Everyone stopped, studying my new appearance.
"Y-You look different. Um its a good different, I mean." Collin spoke.
I smiled. "Thank you."
He seemed to relax a bit at my calmness.
"Do you want a sandwich for lunch? My specialty." Bella said.
"No, I'm fine."
Liar
'Shut up.'
"You're really skinny." Kaitlynn said, with a mouth full of food.
As soon as she said that I took in a smell of their cooking.
Eat
'If you say so. I trust you.'
I tool a bite, and in about three minutes, my plate was clean.
YOU ARE READING
The White Wolf
AcakTwo friends, that's all that was ever needed in Talia's eyes. Until one night... This is a story of how a girl came to her senses, how sometimes people get hurt, but most importantly...This is a story about friendship.
