21. Can We Dance

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Anyone remember this song? This song has been stuck on my head all day. ┐( ̄ヘ ̄;)┌

Anyways, thanks to the few people who voting the chapters. It's nice to see you guys still reading this, even though I don't update much. About updating, I'll be doing once a week, I promise.

Talking about summer, how has it been? I already got a tan. ;p;

I pressed the home button of the phone, allowing the screen to light up. Scrolling through the App Store.

"You know you're sexually harassing your iPhone?"

"How so?" I asked him.

"You keep turning it on."

I crack a smile, slapping my hand gently across his bicep. It was muscular, not that I was complaining.

"Very funny."

"I know. That's why I told you it."

I roll my eyes, my smile not wavering.

"You want to go in the pool?"

"I don't feel like it," I say as I stand up from the chair.

Nick following my actions, turning towards me.

"Too bad. And what's the point of being here!" He said, picking me up.

I didn't panic. He was my mate anyways. He wouldn't harm me.

"Oops." He says as he drops me in the pool.

'Oops my ass.'

You don't have one. You're a wolf.

'Wolves have asses, but not titties. But you can be my titties' replacements. They'll work.'

I blush, dunking my head back into the water. I didn't want Nick to see me in a state like this. I look down at myself, noticing that they weren't that bad. They weren't shaggy or anything. Just average size. A girl's problem. Shaggy breasts, small breast, huge and heavy breast, and etc. Sometimes it was a good thing, depending on the girl's opinion and boy's opinion. I don't get why breast matter so much though. It's for babies to get their milk, but what else? It kinda useless. Guys have breast, but why aren't they the same as girls? Sometimes I feel like girls have the more difficult life. They have extra weight on their chest.

'Guys have extra weight on their crotch area. Well, some are too small so it's basically nothing for them.'

Anyways, enough of breast. I went back to the surface.

"That wasn't an accident." I stared.

"No really," he gave me a sarcastic smile.

"Oh well. You coming in or not?" I asked while swimming towards him.

"Sure." He said while walking towards the slide. He chooses the biggest one.

Talk about taking the risk, even though the area was safe.

I continue looking around, thinking of a little Nick running around.

'What part is little?'

I shake my head, now looking at the current Nick. Ignoring the imaginary younger Nick.

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