Dreams

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"Honestly Hazel, you are Insane if you think that your dreams are real. What human being can have Blue hair, with like a white blonde on the end, and what human has a cat tail" Andy yells, on out way out to the lake. He stops on the edge of the forest, Me stopping too.

"What human can turn into animals?" I retort.

"ONE WITH BAD PARENTS AND AN INSANE FRIEND" He yells at me, I laugh a little. Dragging him towards the lake. He kept whining and such through the whole trek, but he shut up after a little while of being near the lake.
"Holy fuck" His jaw seemed to literally drop when I turned to see a 12 or so year old swirling the water in the lake. She had black twitching cat ears and a tail that lashed in the sand. I look at him smugly and he doesn't notice.

"Believe me now King Asshole" I say, Andy snaps out of it and just looks at me confused. He begins to go forward, but I grab him by his Darkly colored plaid flannel shirt. I drag him back to me.

"If you want to look at her, you have to do it in a secret way" I say, looking his straight in the eyes. Damn is he short, his pale hazel eyes twinkle like he knows what I mean.

"It's not that easy, You don't have powers. So you wouldn't understand." He laughs a little while talking, He was Oh so wrong but neither of us knew that. We both look back at the other side of the lake, but the girl is gone. How the hell is a kid that fast, Andy looks around for any sign of movement. Low and Behold, he manages to spot a subtle blue glow of eyes in a nearby tree. We pretend that we didn't see them and Walk toward the area making conversation that wasn't really on topic. Just to trick a little girl.

"So, What happened at school yesterday. You fucking flipped on that guy." I ask Andy, he just looks over.

"I couldn't let that boy bad mouth you Mon Ange" He says, eyes twinkling with the mischief I'd come to know from my friend.

"If you want this, You have to try harder" I say as I tap his nose, In a teasing way. He looks a little annoyed but I know it'd pass in a matter of seconds, Like usual. We stop walking when we hear something behind us.

"Who are you and why are you here" That sounded nothing like a younger girl, I turn quickly to see a large Fox. Six tails moving slowly near the ground, an intricately made wreath of flowers around her neck, the flower surrounding a yellow-orange translucent ball, she has dark fur that turned to a fern green at the end of her tail, paws and ears. Her eyes had a matching hue, a pair of what appeared to be glasses sat on the bridge of her muzzle, near her eyes. I know what she is, but I can place the name. Andy slowly turns and his eyes narrow.

"My name is Hazel, Hazel Greene. Who the actual Hell are you" I say despite every warning that this thing was dangerous. This won't end well, but I was surprised to hear a small Chuckle.

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