Chapter 11

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I hurry, and change into some shorts the school gave me, that are obviously red, and a white t-shirt that says "Alkrok" with our mascot, an alligator, on it.

I fix my brown hair into a ponytail, and remember that I'll turn 15 soon, on September 16, which is next month.

I smile, and head for the gym. I enter, and see Jax. He is hunched over, on his phone, next to a pair of water bottles.
"Hi," I say, and he looks up, surprised.
"Oh, you're a little late, I thought you wouldn't come."
"I had to tell Vera and Jasper about the... the thing."
He nods, and gestures for me.
"Let's start by running a few laps," he suggests, and starts at a light pace. I quickly catch up, and start running ahead of him.
"Hey!"
Jax tries to catch up, but fails. I laugh, and I slow down.
"Come on you big old fuzzy leopard!" I say, and he chuckles.
"No fair, you're a cheetah!" Jax exclaims.
That gives me an idea.
"Hey! Let's race as our instinct animals," I say, and Jax nods. He reaches for his watch, while I kneel down to touch my shoes. There's a bright light and a tingly sensation, and then I see myself with short golden fur and Jax standing in front of me, a black leopard.
1...2...3... GO!
I dash ahead, my paws barely touching the floor, and enjoying the sensation of moving my muscles. Jax pelts ahead of me, midnight fur glowing in the white light of the gym. My whiskers twitch, and I stomp harder, and catch up. I run, run, run, and run, as fast as I can. It's worth it, and the tip of my tail is an inch away from Jax's muzzle as I finish the lap, and win.
I pant, and collapse, tired. Jax does the same, and we return to our normal selves.

"Whooh... I'm tired."
"Same here," I say, and a long, awkward silence stretches out. Jax looks at me, and we look each other in the eyes. I stare at his green eyes, which quickly turn yellow, with hints of green swirling around. I feel movement, and a second later my hands feel another hand, warm and sweaty. I turn to him, and he inches closer. Suddenly I feel too hot, and move away from him. He keeps inching closer, and then I cannot resist. He leans in, and pushes me down to the floor. It comes quicker than I expected, the feel of soft and velvety lips against mine. I wish I could hold on forever, and wish that a curse didn't exist and it wouldn't cause havoc on humanity. I wish me and Jax were the only people in the world, and we could spend the rest of our lives being lovers. His hand brushes through my hair, and I tighten my grip on his shirt when he kisses me harder. Then...

Creak...

"KATE! Quick... come - wait, what's going on?"

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