My Blood Moon

Chapter 2

Stepping back into my room I take note that Jase is gone...hmm, must have gone to get ready. I'm glad it's a permitted absence day otherwise I'd be really late for school right now. Speaking of, I'm surprised how well I'm doing at it - I mean I miss a lot of school! Not only from oversleeping sometimes but from the injuries I can't seem to stop getting - although getting shot wast really my fault but it really ruined my attention for mundane school things....truthfully all I'd wanted was to sleep for a week on that one. And lets not even get me started on the whole being attacked by uber-Paul several months back! That had been pretty bad and took a few days to recover from.

After putting on clean underwear I absentmindedly find a loose, navy blue sweatshirt with a giant trident and the words "Poseidon's a Beast" in a really cool white font on the front and a silhouette of what I assume to be Olympus on the back. I locate my comfy, worn in, light blue jean shorts and slip them on. I look around for my old Uggs with the wonderfully cozy fluffy stuff on the inside and shove my socked feet in them - man, I love these weird shoes! They're perfect for just being lazy at home.

As I walk down the stairs, following the delicious smell of breakfast floating about the house, the thought of tomorrow's track meet. I have the odd feeling that meet is going to make me curse the world. I mean, we're going up against about twenty other schools - not to mention about three hours of bus ride with Coach...yeah, that'll be fun. Then there's my part - the marathon and a relay. Basically I run as fast as I can for a really long time and then go to another spot where I pass this silly baton thing to someone after I run for a bit.

To say I didn't really pay attention to what the official names of each category would be an understatement.

Following my nose I walk into a kitchen full of the most mouthwatering food I've ever seen - Mel has really outdone herself this time. I bite my lip as I look over the towering stacks of chocolate chip pancakes, tiny sausages, buttery waffles, scrambled eggs, fruit salad, random veggies, and omelets. My stomach immediately starts demanding for me to consume as much of this deliciousness with a loud roar, effectively making me bubbles with laughter. I grab the nearest plate and start to pile up food, making sure to put a bit of everything onto my dish.

I'll come back in a bit for more...

I take my food to the adorable window nook and sigh in anticipation as I scoop up the first bite. As soon as the scrumptious food hits my taste buds, I let out a small moan of satisfaction.

"Do you have any idea how insane that one little noise makes me?" The voice only startles me for a second before I shrug and continue my breakfast.

On the next bite I make sure to moan a bit louder, just to tease him. Hearing an exasperated groan I smirk before taking quieter bites - but seriously this food is the best thing I've ever had!

"Why do you test me so?" Derreck asks as he sits next to me with an equally full plate.

"Because your reactions are just so priceless." I manage to say with a straight face.

"Hah, hah...very funny!" His voice practically drips with sarcasm. "But don't get angry once my wolf takes over. He's already eager enough to get at you and finish what you've started so many times that that one noise may be enough for him to go crazy next time."

"I'll try to remember that." I say around a mouth full of food.

"I think that calmed him." He says, wrinkling his nose at the sight of the chewed up food.

Swallowing I stick my tongue out at him before quickly leaning in to land a chaste kiss on his stubbly cheek. "You need to shave."

He laughs at the face I make as I rub at my lips to rid the feeling left by the prickly hairs. "I'll try to remember that."