Guardian Angelwolf {In Editing}

Scavenger hunt pt. 1

Chapter Eight

Redemption

"Strictly against the rules."

"Totes. I checked the rule-book and I even asked Aleara."

"Seriously? No way! I totally had my eyes on the blonde one!"

"Who? Cameron?". Giggles. A series of giggles. A nasally-voice breaks through.

"Puh-lease. I could give a rat's ass about...pffft...'The rules'." It says haughtily. More giggling.

"Raphael is mine." It announces possessively.

I sighed. Okay. Time to for me to open my eyes. Stretching and yawning I glanced across the room to see the majority of the girls gathered in a circle on the floor.

Much to my annoyance Angela seemed to be at the head of the circle. I shot her a glare.

"He's a boy. Not a damn ralph-lauren t-shirt." I muttered before climbing out of bed. The events of last night were rushing back to me with full force.

Shape-shifters...knights...almost-kisses, suddenly, with a sense of horror, I realised that it all might have been a dream.

"No no no no..." I muttered to myself, leaning against a wall.

"What Peyton Clarke? Are you jealous?" Cut in Angela glaring challengingly at me. I stared right into her big blue eyes.

"Of a slut like you? Ehm, I'm good thanks." I shot back smugly. A series of 'oohs' echoed through the room. Angela gritted her teeth and marched up to me. Was she trying to be intimidating?

She was wearing a baby-tee and short barbie shorts. I stifled a giggle. Her blonde hair gelled into a slick ponytail, her eyes narrowed as she puffed up her chest.

"I am not. A. Slut. In fact, I am a virgin." She seethed, nostrils flaring.

"What'd you do with the baby Jesus? Sign him up for adoption?" I shot back. Everyone erupted into a fit of giggles. Angela gritted her teeth.

"You are gonna so regret this, Peyton Clarke. In fact, I can assure you that by the end of this spring break, Raphael is gonna be in my arms." She seethed, enunciating every word. I rolled my eyes.

"You mean your legs right? I mean no offense but I don't think he'll fit, not with half the campers in there. That is the guys." I replied innocently.

Honestly, she was so mad I swear I could almost see the steam rising off her ears. The rest of the girls were holding their guts trying not to laugh.

Flipping her hair, she glared at me.

"You think you're sooo funny, don't you? Well you'll see. His lips will be on mine before the end of the day." She announced, and with that she flounced out of the room.

The rest of the girls scattered across the room were staring at me in awe and in shock. Not to mention, amusement.

"Peyton,where the hell did that come from?"

"Oh-em-gee. She got seeerrved." High-fives. Giggles.

"She is such a pain up my ass, I was waiting for someone to tell her off!"

"Praise the Lord!"

Basking in my newly-found popularity, I didn't notice Emily-rose until she quietly slipped out of the room. Excusing myself from the girls, I followed her, ignoring the fact that I was only wearing a long t-shirt.

She was sitting on the wooden steps, her t-shirt clad back to me. Quietly, I slipped in beside her.

"Hey." I breathed. Her chin was resting in the palm of her hands. She ignored me. Quizzically I tried again.