The Dark Side Of Werewolves

Is that all?

I stared at it with my mouth falling open in shock. I scrambled to my knees and clutched the fabric in my fingers.

“Please, please, please tell me that I am not imagining this and that you are actually wearing a skyrim t-shirt,” I begged. I flicked my eyes up at the poor guy who I had ran into who was staring at me with a look of disgust and admiration on his face. I realised then that I was kneeling on the ground, clawing his shirt. I stood up and brushed myself off and smiled sheepishly.

“I used to be an adventurer like you, but then I took an arrow to the knee,” I joked. “You have no idea how long I’ve been looking for a Skyrim shirt, and ah, my life is complete now,” I said winking at the guy. He raised his eyebrows at me and I couldn’t get over the fact of how put out he looked. He was pretty average looking, with black hair that looked as though he hadn’t brushed it. It looked nowhere near sexy but I liked it because it meant he didn’t give a dam. He wasn’t ugly but he sure as hell wasn’t handsome.

“Yeah I’m a nerd,” I explained and Collin snorted.

“What’s your accent?” he asked, cocking his head to the side, causing all his hair to flop across his head.

“Oh er didn’t I mention it George? She’s the new Australian exchange student, Faolan,” Collin piped up, smoothing his hair to the side. George snorted and made a gesture of understanding.

“Do you ride a Kangaroo to school with all you’re Koala bear friends?” he teased. The sad thing was I don’t think he was completely sarcastic. I rolled my eyes and turned around, not wanting to have this conversation.

“No I ride them to my crocodile wrestling matches,” I called over my shoulder, making sure my sarcasm was obvious. Collin started laughing and I rolled my eyes, typical Americans. Collin was still snorting with laughter and I shook my head.

“It wasn’t that funny,” I muttered. Collin led me into a room with people scattered at random desks. He dragged me to the side and I collapsed into the seat next to him.

“You know you shouldn’t have done that to the jocks. You don’t need that stuff on your first day,” Collin pushed his hair back, a worried look entering his face.

“Oh God, you are such a stereotypical school. Is the evil cheerleading quad going to come after me?” I asked, not being able to hide my excited tone.

“Why do you sound happy about that? They won’t go easy on you just because you’re Australian,” he explained. He leaned back in his chair and I couldn’t help notice his gangly form.

“I kind of knew that when I came here, I’ve been watching a lot of glee and gossip girl,” he slapped his hand to his forehead and I burst out laughing.

We were interrupted by a girl tapping her foot impatiently in front of my desk. She was beautiful with long golden hair and very straight features. I glanced around the room and noticed everyone was silent and staring at us out of the corner of their eyes.

“You ugly slut, don’t ever be a bitch to my twin brother again,” she spat. I waited for her to continue but she simply stared at me, waiting for me to say something.

“Is that it? That’s not very impressive,” I whispered to Collin. Collin just ducked his head and avoided eye contact. He took off his glasses and started shining them with the edge of his t-shirt, trying to slide down into his seat.

“Hey slut, I’m talking to you,” she hissed, slapping her hand on my desk.

“Let’s examine that claim shall we? You are calling me a slut yet I believe you’ve just met me and probably all you know about me is a bias impression from your brother. Now unless you have some secret powers I don’t know how you could come to the conclusion of me being slut when you have no knowledge of my previous sexual activity. Even so, why does that make me a bad person if sleep around?” I asked, leaning my chin on my hands.

She frowned and shook her head, “No I don’t care, just don’t come near my brother again.” I stared up at her and before I could stop myself I was leaning back in my chair, with a retort on my lips.

“So do you have a Lannister kind of relationship going on with your brother?” I asked, sounding a little too innocent by my ears.

The room split in to two, of the people who got my insult to the people who didn’t. Those who got it clapped their hands to their mouths and gave a shocked laugh. I’m pretty sure I saw two people high five in the corner of my eye. I think most people got that I was insulting her.

“No scratch that, sorry that was really bitchy,” I apologized, running my hand through my hair. She didn’t get to reply as the teacher entered and ushered her into her seat.

I frowned and whacked my leg in frustration.

“Holy Jesus, I can’t believe you just called the Hume twins incest?” Collin gasped, staring at me in disbelief.

“I have no idea where that came from,” I whined, “I’m never that witty.”

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Okay so anexplanation for the non fantasy readers. 

THe lannister reference is to a book/tv series called Game of thrones. Anyway in the book the Queen and her twin brother (the name of their family is called lannister)  have a sexual relationship so that's that reference. weird I know but I didn't want to do kind of cliche comebacks that I read everywhere of "I'm not a slut, you are cake face." 

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