Them [1]

Them.

Aphmau started up the steps of the school, looking at the group of friends who were waiting for her at the top.

She stopped suddenly.

She turned her head as she saw him. A tall, broad man with black hair, proud black and red werewolf ears sitting perfectly on his head, and entrancing black eyes. She felt herself freeze. She stopped breathing. She watched him walk down the steps then disappear from sight. "Aphmau? Aphmau are you okay?"

She looked up and saw Katelyn looking at her funny. "What the hell happened man?" She asked, walking to Aphmau. Aphmau felt herself unfreeze, her breathing went back to normal. She snapped out of her trance. "H-Huh? O-Oh!! I don't know...something happened I guess..." Dante flung himself from the top step and jumped to where they were standing.

"That, Aphmau, is Aaron Lycan. He's a junior here, been here since freshman year and, seemingly, has NO friends." Katelyn looked over at Dante, a confused look on her face. "You know the guy?"

"Nope, but I take notes." Aphmau took a deep breath in, and then breathed out. "Aaron Lycan, huh?"

"Mmhh." She nodded and began up the stairs again. "Lets go guys, don't wanna be late." The three got reunited with the rest of their friends and they all headed inside the school. As they walked, the friends bunch by bunch scattered to their classes, until Aphmau was the last one left. She has first hour art, which was further away from the other classes. She stared at the floor as she walked, watching her feet hurry along the white tiles. Until she bumped shoulders with someone. She stopped. She looked up then turned her head.

And there he was.

It happened again. Something about him just entranced her. She didn't know what. He was different, he was interesting. Yet, she didn't know HOW he was different, and HOW he was interesting. She had never met him, never heard him talk, never even seen him. She cleared her throat and spoke. "U-Uh, hi." He turned around and looked at her. And then she got her first chance at a good look at him. He seemed off. Like, something wasn't right. But she couldn't tell what it was yet.

"I'm Aphmau."

"...." He stared at her with his cold black eyes. He then went to speak but nothing was heard. The blush that formed on his cheeks became evident on his scarred face. He cleared his throat then spoke. "Hi...I'm Aaron."

"So I've heard." He cocked his head to the side, his ears flattened against his head. And thats when she realized what she said. "O-Oh! Sorry that sounded weird, huh?" He gave a small 'heh' and looked down at her. "It's okay. It didn't sound weird." She sighed in relief then looked back up at him. "Can we talk later?" She asked, a hopeful tone in her voice. He hesitated, but sighed and looked down at her. "Yeah, sounds good." She nodded and turned around. "I'll catch ya later." And she ran to her class, making it in time before the bell rung. She sat down in her seat next to Blaze. "Heyo Aph, what took ya so long." He asked, not looking up from the sketch he was starting. "I was stopped on my way over here." She said as she reached into her bag for her sketchbook. Blaze looked away from his sketch, his ears perked up. "Oh? What stopped you?" He asked, sitting up straight. Her lips curled into a small smile, and she looked up at Blaze.

"Aaron." Blaze raised an eyebrow at her. "You mean Aaron Lycan?" She nodded. "Yeah, you know him?" She asked, her head tilted slightly to the side. He nodded and looked back down at his sketch. "He's a werewolf, Aph. Almost every werewolf at the school knows OF him but...we never really speak to him."