The town was small, seemingly innocent. It was beautiful, full of life, buzzing with conversation, but in this town, there was someone new, someone with a bloodline that brought trouble. Curses and history that should stay buried do come to the surf...
It's like she's after me! After that breakup, she's been at me. Nipping around corners, spreading little bits and pieces of gossip, ugh.
My own personal psycho ex-girlfriend.
Walking through the halls was treacherous. Backpacks hitting backpacks, people smacking into each other, backpacks smacking into people. Nightmare.
But that's not what was on my mind. It was the atmosphere in the air. The scent. Something just felt so... wrong.
Wandering, I see Aris at his locker. "Hey man." I walk up and simper.
"Hey." He says, not looking up at me. His finger twiddled, and his eyes were shifty.
"Uh, are you okay?"
"Somethings... off."
"I caught on with that too." I frown. Rocking back and forth on my feet, I inquire, "Have you seen Amber?"
He blinks. "Oh yeah, she looks a little different though." He smirks, his eyes following something. I turn around.
Holy crap her hair is black.
"I'ma... go talk."
Aris laughs, shutting his locker.
She turns around and we lock eyes. I can feel the jolts down my spine. "Wow." I say.
She laughs, "Thanks."
I take a minute to examine her face. It also looks different. There's stitches on her upper lip. "Hey uh, your.. stitches? What happened?"
She subconsciously touches her lips, and looks away. "I tripped and split my lip on the edge of a table. I mean, I'm clumsy." She muses whilst she opens her locker.
In her locker were drawings, photographs, notes, etc. Taking a closer look, the drawings are drawings of girls and guys, separate and together, there's doodles, and the photos... there's mostly photos of her and her mother. But none of her dad.
She shuts it and takes me out of my state, "Uh.. hey I noticed something, if it's okay to ask?"
Amber's lip twitches nervously. "Shoot." She replies.
"Why don't you have any pictures of your father?"
"Oh! Uh..." She pauses, deciding whether she should tell me or not. "He died in a house fire. I barely made it out alive."
"Oh.. Crap you already told me."
She laughs.
"Amber!" Someone yells. "I need to talk with you! Urgently!"
She sighs, smiling. She mutters, "This dumba**. I'll see you later Jace!"
Running over, she yells "I might kill you, Freddy!"
I smile to myself, because I made her heart rate go up. Perks of being part wolf.
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