Ugh! I hate school! Thought a black haired girl.
A brown haired girl drops her earbuds "damn it!" She says under her breath. She bends down to pick them up, she stands and puts them back in. She hides them under her hair so that the teachers don't see them. God, end this tournament please.
The black haired girl (Angel) walks up to the girl. She looks like she needs help, I should ask her if she's ok. "Hi! Are you ok there?" Says Angel with the well known smile of hers.
The brown haired girl looks up startled. Is she talking to me? The brown haired girl ponders.
"Umm... Are you ok?" Says Angel. She gives the brown haired girl a big smile.
Oh, she is talking to me. The brown haired girl thinks to herself while trying to make words. "Uh... Yea I'm ok. Thanks for asking?" The girl looked confused.
"Hehe. You just looked like you needed help."
"Oh... Yea..." The girl looks down at her feet and blushes. She's kinda cute, too bad she probably likes guys.
"Hey are you from my language arts class?" Asks Angel. Dang she's adorable.
Hmm. Am I? "I-I think so." Says the girl with a small shrug.
"Hey-" Angel was cut off by a fat kid shoving her out of the way while eating a Twinkie.
The girl looks at Angel in a caring way, then looks at the fatty eating the Twinkie. Her eyes turn to slits "GRR, HEY WATCH WHERE YOUR GOING!!" She shouts at the kid. "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!" She glares at them, I can practically see the anger coming off her.
The fat kid drops his Twinkie and waddle/runs away in fear.
"Wow, thanks. But you didn't have to do that. I can handle myself, I think." Angel said with a joking smile. I looked down at my thumbs and started to pick at my nails.(I do that when I get nervous)
"Ok" she says looking calmer. Did I say something wrong?
"H-hey, you didn't do anything wrong... Don't look so troubled" I gave the girl a big smile. She looks at me... And smiles. I don't know why but I felt a warm feeling that I hadn't felt in a LONG time. "Wanna walk with me to language arts class?"
There is some thing different about her... "Yea, sure that would be cool."
"Ok let's go!" I grabbed her hand and pulled her to class.
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The story of two wolves
WerewolfThis is a story about two wolves. There is no 'you' in this so... I'm sorry. There is also bie-ness in this story, so for those you who don't like gays, or lesbians. Don't read. this story is for my now ex-gf. you will always be beautiful.
