Wolfblood: The new story

Jump to new Years~ Maddy's pov

Gah i really should be in bed. *Voice Whispers "But m-miss, you don't want to go to bed, you want to give the people what they want. Another chapter!" Groans "Aww but I'm tired" the voice shook its head and came at me with a different approach. "Oh no, your going to sit up ALLLL night and think and write about random shit". Great.

Warning: Mild cursing, or a lot of cursing. who knows?

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"It's new years eve!!! Ha! Take that Mayans, I knew this day would come. You can't trick the great Madeline smith!" i shouted out my bedroom window, happy that nobody was out in there yards to hear me belt the phrase out. Well there still was one person. "Is this your idea of  studying?" a deep-ish asked, you could tell in his voice that he was grinning. "Hi! rhydian" I mumbled, heat rushing towards my cheeks but it soon vanished. "Sooo what are we doing for new years" he rocked back and forth on his feet, looking nervous about something, but I knew why he looked so nervous in the first place. I ran around him and jumped onto his back with enthusiasm "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!" he just stared at me for a minute, seeming like the whole idea of a birthday was lame, but of course it wasn't.

"Damn, you knew?" he asked after a moment, I nodded happily and waved my hands in the air. He widened his eyes and asked nicely "Maddy? have you gone mental?" I couldn't help myself from bursting out laughing, no I wasn't mental I was just excited. I tried to go back to normal, placing  a hand on my hip and rolling my eyes. "No rhydian, I'm not mental. What a stupid question to ask" I pushed past him and made my way down stairs. I could feel his eyes on me as he smiled.

"Were going to Shannon's with tom and all for new years" I told him blankly, stuffing my mouth with cereal. He chuckled and nodded, not once taking his eyes away from the tv. I grimaced before swallowing my food and asking rhydian what was wrong, it wasn't my favorite thing to ask him because he was always so harsh about it.

"A group of school children, murdered. Nothing that big, ya know" sarcasm  was clear in his voice, what I didn't get was why he was so interested in this. "Why do you care so much about it?" I asked, starting to stuff my face again. Very un lady like as my grandmother would say. "Well..." he let his voice trailed off, welcoming a moment of silence between us. I slowly went back to eating, the noise of the cereal the only sound that could be heard. My cheeks strangely blushed red. "I-I think..." his gaze meant mine "they were killed by wolfbloods" I nearly choked on my food before staring rhydian down with uncertainty.