After school today, I got a message from the principle about the new student’s location. Me being an RA, I had to go and introduce myself, since they were in my section. I went into the hallway and stood outside the door. I could hear the shower running, so I just went in to wait. Inside, the guy’s female sent was so overpowering that I realized it smelt good. Like raspberries and ice. I shook my head to clear it, and noticed pictures lined up on a dresser. I walked to them to get a closer look.
They were all pictures of the same girl at what appeared to be different ages. In the first picture was an adorable little five-year-old girl with piggy tails and little plaid shirt with faded jeans. She had a huge smile on her face as she held a baby chicken in her hands, and in the background was a farm. The picture was yellow looking as it had probably been taken in sepia.
In the next was the same girl, but a little older. There was a black back drop, and the girl wore a long, black, speggetti-strap dress. She sat on a wooden chair, and her chestnut hair was straightened with a little over her right shoulder. Her hair fell to just under her breast. In her left hand she held a violin, and in her right she held a bow. She was actually really pretty and looked like she was about eight or nine.
The third picture was, again, the same girl, but older, about 14 years old, and on the back of a bay horse. She had on a blue, checked, over shirt that had buttons on the front that were all unbuttoned. She wore riding jeans, boots, and a purple tank top. She was in a western saddle, and the horse was facing to the right. She had the reins in her hands and was looking in the direction the horse was. In the background was a beautiful forest scenery that my wolf was begging to be released into. Her hair was in a ponytail and her eyes were half closed. She looked completely relaxed.
In the final picture, she looked 16-18 years old. She was standing, looking left out a window with her body facing the camera. In her arms she held a baby well wrapped in a white blanket with the end hanging down. She wore a 19th centery styled dress, and the sunbeams came through the window, placing kind of a hazy glow in the picture, and making her look like an angel. Her hair was like that in the second picture, but reversed, longer, and she had a little braid in her hair as well. She was mouthwateringly stunning.
As I was looking at the pictures I heard the shower turn off. I waited a little while longer, and I heard the bathroom door open. I turned around and saw…
(Hehe. I was going to end it here, but realized that the upload wasn't as soon as I had planed. My present to you.)
… A hot chick exactly like the one in the final photo. She wore a black hoodie with the hood up. She wore jeans and tennis shoes. Her creamy blue eyes were wide with fright. Her hands were in the pocket of her hoodie and her luscious, soft pink lips were slightly parted.
As I took her beauty in and looked into her eyes, I knew one thing: she’s my mate. My wolf wanted to take her and make her ours immeadiately, but I controlled him with the fact she’s human, and wouldn’t understand. Reality finally seamed to hit her, and she started begging me, “Please don’t tell anyone I’m a girl. I’ve worked so hard to get here. Please!”
Tell? Ha! She’s my mate. Why would I want other guys to know she’s a girl? They’d be all over her! She wouldn’t understand though, being human. I’ll just give her a hard time about it, I thought to myself.
I picked up the more recent photo and said, “Hm, the morning newscast here at school would love this photo. I wonder how much they’d pay for this… juicy bit of information,” as I finished talking she went wide-eyed, and she started to try and grab the photo out of my hand. I turned around, and I felt her jump on my back and wrap her legs around my waist sending the warm, currents of electricity go through me from the connection we shared. She reached over my shoulder to make a grab at it. I just held it out of reach.
She was putting an off balance on me, and I began to stumble around. I began to back very close to a wall, and at the last second prevented her from hitting it, and made myself hit it instead creating a loud thump. Oops. “Give it back!” She yelled in my ear. “Never!” Came my charming response. I began to hope no one was in the hallway to hear, and understand.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. Next chapter's going to be pretty short, so it might come up sooner.
