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"PIOTH, YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO EAT IT RAW!"
"But it tastes weird when you cook it...."
"YOU'RE GOING TO GET FOOD POISONING!!"
"I AM A GOD AND I WILL PUNCH FOOD POISONING IN THE FACE!!"
"PIOTH! FOR THE LOVE OF WILLOPE, YOU CANNOT PUNCH FOOD POISONING IN THE FACE! IT DOESN'T HAVE A FACE!"
"FUCK YOU GEA!"
"Fuck me?!!! FuCK ME?!!! SUCK MY TITS!!! I SAVED YOUR PATHETIC ASS FROM DYING!"
"WHAT IF I WANTED TO DIE?!?"
"Jesus, Pioth...." Skye and Gea said at the same time.
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"Flick, why were you fighting again?" Fleck flinched at Beta's gaze.
"Well?" The principal prompted.
"I-i-i w-wasn't f-f-fighting. G-g-Gregory a-t-tacked m-me."
Beta sighed.
"Stop lying, Flick."
"I-I am no-t l-l-lying!" Fleck's eyes darted to the exit.
"You always get nervous when you lie, tell her the truth, Flick." Fleck looked down. If he lied, maybe Beta would let him off easier. But if he lied, he might get suspended!
"I-"
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"And that's why you never ask a lady her age." Willope nodded, fascinated by the woman in the yellow dress.
"Sooo, what's your name, kid?"
"Willope! What's yours?"
"Dawn!" She held out an inky hand. It reminded Willope of a moonless night. He held her hand to his mouth and gently kissed it. She giggled.
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"I wasn't lying. I'm only nervous because you're glaring at me, Blade!" Fleck spat, knowing he would regret it later. The principal pattered on, unaware of the tension.
"Fleck will be suspended for 24 hours. He can come back the day after tomorrow and finish serving his punishment."
YOU ARE READING
Skye's Blood
FantasySkye, a sassy vampire dealing with his evil ex. Fleck, a bookish werewolf worried about abuse in his pack, along with finding his mate. Pioth, a weakened god in need of help. This is the story of how they met. MATURE
