Drake's POV
I didn't know what to do. She was just staring at me. Her eyes were a golden hazel color. She sat up on the bed and used the blanket to cover her bra. I felt my face burning up as her stare turned into a confused glare.
"I..um..uh..h-hi?" I stuttered.
"What were you planning to do with my body, you pervert?" she asked angrily.
I knew that was the way it was gonna start. I put my hands up in defense.
"No no no! I wouldn't ever do anything like that to anyone! I just-can I please explain myself?" I pleaded.
"I guess." she growled.
I stood up and explained to her that I had found her wounded and unconscious in the forest and I merely brought her here and healed her. I added that I had to take off her dress to take care of the injury. She seemed to calm down a bit.
"Ok then. That does explain a lot." she looked guilty. "I'm sorry I got all angry with you..uh..what is your name?" she asked.
"I'm Drake. Drake Jackson."
[BTW that's his actual IRL name]
"I'm Rosestar." she replied.
I smiled. "I'll go get you some food while you're healing."
She shook her head. "No no, I'm sure I can get it myself." she said as she started to stand up, the blanket still around her torso. She tried to stand, but started to fall forward. Luckily, I caught her before she could fall further. I set her back down on the bed.
"Like I said, I'll get it." I told her.
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RejectedShotgun: Two halves of a whole Book 1
FanficSo I was talking to Drake(RejectedShotgun) and I told him about this story. He thought it was super cool to do this. So.....what if Drake was a fusion of Colin and an enderman? (The name for the enderman I came up with is Cobalt) Btw I drew the cove...
