The girl who cried wolf

Chapter 3

"Hey, Aunt Georgie!" Olivia called out, "We're home."  Aunt Georgia, leaning on the counter top, reading the paper. 

"Hello, girls." Aunt Georgia said, not looking up. "How was school?" She asked, her long dirty blonde hair was tied up in a  bun. She had her workout outfit on. 

"It was great," Olivia said, pouring a glass of juice, "You know Taylor Hawthorne?" Aunt Georgia nodded, "Well.... I was invited to her pool and spa party!" Olivia squealed, Clara rolled her eyes as she threw herself onto the couch.

"Was Clara invited?" Aunt Georgia asked, "Taylor is her age after all..." Clara laughed hollowly,

"Aunt Georgia, remember, I'm a lesbian, they're afraid that if I see them in bikini's I'll crush on them. But in my defense, I'm not lesbian! And their outfits are always showing off more than what a bikini will." Clara said, putting a pillow over her face. 

"One day, Clara, they'll be sorry they ever called you anything but brillant." Aunt Georgia said, "Hey, listen to this, 

'A silver prado has been found on the edge of Helbrook mountain.... wolf prints have been found near the crime site..... both victims are in intensive care, and in a stable condition.' 

"The wolves are back in town?" Olivia asked, leaning over Aunt Georgia's shoulder to read the article. 

"The wolves have always been here, they've just kept out of the news, that's all." Aunt Georgia said, closing the newspaper and throwing it away.

"You talk about them like that's their plan, to lay low and keep out of the public's eye...." Clara said, as Olivia pounced on the news paper.

"Wolves are very intelligent creatures. They're almost evolved enough to walk on two legs and ask to be let into your house." Aunt Georgia replied, sitting on the lounge, "And God help us when that day comes." Clara smirked. 

Alex ran as fast as he could out of the diner, he needed to find Michael, fast. Before he could get into the forest, he spotted Tim.

"Hey!" Alex yelled out, Tim turned and saw him, "Tim!" He disappeared into a clothes store. Alex sighed, looking at the clock tower. He had about five minutes until Ivan would come hurdling into town in his wolf form. He decided to head back into the forest and look for Michael there.

"The theme for the dance, is fairytales?" Clara asked, staring at the poster on her school noticeboard, Olivia and thirty other kids around her.

"Exciting, I know!" Olivia squealed, "Samantha and I have already planned our outfits!"  Clara sighed, Melissa hadn't spoken to her in two days, Melissa was always really good at themed parties. "We're going as cat and mouse!" Olivia continued, "I'm the mouse obviously-"

"Hey, Olivia," Taylor Hawthorne said smoothly, Olivia stuttered for words.

"Um, hey, ah, Taylor..." Olivia managed, Taylor smiled, than looked at Clara.

"Who's this?" Taylor asked, looking Clara up and down. Clara clenched her jaw, Taylor had been in her every class since she was five.

"Oh, this is my sister, Clara." Olivia said, with a dismissive wave.

"Clara? As in, lesbian Clara?" Taylor said, emphasising on 'lesbian'.

"That's actually a rumor, well, I was drunk when it happened," Clara defended, "And I'm sure you girls all did things when you were drunk, that you'd like to take back." Clara meant the last bit as an insult but the girls all nodded.

"Huh," Taylor replied, tilting her head, "Tell me, did you get an invite to my party?" Clara and Olivia both shook their heads. "Well, now you are invited, congrats." Clara felt totally confused. "You can invite anyone you want, oh," Taylor leant in and whispered in her ear, "except, that girl, Melissa, she's a total attention seeker, and totally bad news." Clara laughed. "See you tomorrow."

Taylor Hawthorne and her friends all wandered away, Olivia was staring at Clara as if she'd just slapped the Pope.

"You just got a personal invitation, to Taylor Hawthorne's party." Olivia said slowly, Clara shrugged.

"So, didn't you get the same?" Clara said, walking over to a bench with her lunch.

"Umm no, Samantha invited me, you know, most of the time, only a selected few get directly talken to by Taylor herself. She's like, Jesus." Olivia said, Clara laughed, but Olivia was dead serious.

"Whatever, I wasn't even thinking about going-" Clara said,

"Are you kidding me?" Olivia almost yelled, "You always whine about how you have this bad lesbian reputation or whatever, and you're given the chance to revive it, and you're just... not taking it?!"

"Well, ah, um-" Clara stuttered, "I'm just not sure, if people will talk to me at the party."

"Everyone will be drunk so it won't matter anyway." Olivia said dissmissively. 

"Great." Clara replied sarcastically.