Why is she here?

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This is literally a song I heard a few days ago and I'm just like wow.......Milk and Cookies. For those of you who don't know me.......Just read my profile! XD. OK, Let me stop.

"Hello, Jennifer."

My eyes wanted to jump out of their sockets and move to Pennsylvania. Right in front of me was a horrific sight.

"I can't believe we're in the same tent~" Myra said, cupping Niko's cheek right in front of me.

Niko looked the same, mesmerized with what was in front of of him. Yuck. Was he possessed or something? Sure. His eyes were glazed over, but... seriously

Get over it, he's not your boyfriend and he never will be.

How could my brain say such a thing? I had to just pry her arms off him...

"What are yo-"

My words were cut off and masked with a small cry.

They had just started kissing, Myra clutching his face tightly. I immediately felt angry, but then the feeling was replaced with sadness. Jealousy wasn't even a factor in this equation . How could I be anyways? They were surprisingly a couple, and I couldn't do anything about it. Unless.....

Crack!

Instead, a loud crack exploded in the tent. Alarmed, I turned around, looking at Myra's disgusting hand leave a mark on Niko's poor face.

"What do you mean you're breaking up with me?" Myra asked, red with anger.

"I told you-"

Crack!

Again she slapped him. My hands by this point were balled into fists. Once out of his trance, Niko stood up, somehow transforming mid-way. His wolfish features came in, making him again look menacing. Teeth baring, he growled at Myra, making her cower in fear.

"I am tired of you're freaking outbursts and all your pathetic whining. Spread the word about my secret, I don't care. I'll make sure that everyone knows anyways." With a huff, he turned away, leaving Myra in the tent by herself.

I suddenly felt like jumping up and down and yelling "go Niko!"

I suddenly remembered what Myra had done to me. My hand reached up to touch by bare neck.

No necklace yet.

With unknown confidence, I walked up to Myra, standing right in her face.

"What the hell do you want?" Myra asked, masking her feelings with anger.

"You know what you took from me." I said, also covering up my emotions.

Her face flicked for a moment what seemed to be doubt, possibly worry.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She replied, looking to her left.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about." I replied, taking another confident step towards her.

"Myra! Time to pick out our dragons!" It was one of her minions.

With a disgusting smile, she snaked her way out the tent, walking along with her minions. Ugh, they were just like barbies. Plastic, and useless.

"Jennifer?"

"Yeah?"

I was relieved to see Bree, motioning for me to go to her.

"It's our turn to pick." She said, eyes darting in all directions.

"Why do you look so worried?" I asked

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