Have We Met? (Remington Leith)

Wolf Dancer

I watched as Ronnie danced around the tables with Drew and Heather. There was no music playing but they were dancing anyway. Danny and Cara were yelling random things at them while sharing a cigarette.

It's funny, I've been nervous this whole trip, scared about meeting her family. But I haven't felt like I've met them until tonight. The more I watch her reactions with these people, the more I realize that this is her real family, not her mom and aunt.

I can piece it together now. Danny and Cara are like the parents, Heather and Ronnie are the crazy kids, and Ronnie's the kid with three kids of her own, a.k.a. her real siblings.

I love this family, I want to be a part of this family. I took a drag of my cigarette, my thoughts targeted on Ronnie and her little family. Am I already a part of this family because I'm dating Ronnie, or do I have to work my way into it? If I have to work, I will, I will work to be apart of their group until the day I die if I have to.

I threw my finished cigarette on the ground and stomped it out. I walked over to Ronnie and pulled her off the table into my arms.

She squealed in shock and looked up at me, smiling. "Hi," she said and I smiled back at her.

I turned her around in my arms and wrapped my arms around her waist, she wrapped her arms around my neck in return. I started to slow dance with her, staring deep into her beautiful blue eyes, her now silver hair shining in the moonlight. "You know, it would be much easier if I could just pick you up," I said, smirking and she laughed.

"Then pick me up," she said and I did. She wrapped her legs around my waist and rested her head in the crook of my neck.

I continued to sway with her, enjoying the special moment.

"Aww," Heather and Cara squealed, watching us.

I blushed and held Ronnie as close to me as possible. "It's a full moon," I said and I felt her legs tighten around me.

"Mhm," she hummed, placing a tiny kiss on my neck. "Just wait, they haven't noticed yet," she said and I raised an eyebrow.

She pulled back and looked at me, "what, I'm not the only one who gets restless during fullmoon's," she said and I laughed. "What, I'm being serious," she said I kissed her on the forehead. "Whatever, I guess you don't believe me," she said before jumping out of my arms and jumping on a table.

That's when she surprised me by howling like a wolf, making her friends erupt into cheers. Then the howls erupted from them while I watched and laughed.

"I have a new tattoo design," Ronnie said causing the others to stop howling and look at her. Ronnie pulled a piece of paper out of her bra and waved it in the air, "who wants to pay Zoe a visit," she asked and the others cheered. She stuffed the paper back in her bra and I stood in front of the table.

She climbed onto my back, wrapping her arms around my shoulders and legs around my torso while my hands held onto her thighs. I then carried her to the car, the other four following us closely as though Ronnie is the leader of their pack.

I let Ronnie down once reaching the car and she climbed in the driver's side. Drew climbed in the back of Ronnie's car while the others climbed into Cara's van. I jumped into the passengers seat of Ronnie's car and fastened my seatbelt before she started driving.

"Can I see your design," Drew asked and Ronnie raised her eyebrow.

"Well, it's in my bra currently, and I can't get it, so..." she trailed off into a chuckle.

"Sounds like a job for Remington," Drew said, making both me and Ronnie choke on air. "What, you guys are dating, right, so it shouldn't be a problem," Drew stated and I could see Ronnie turning read from the corner of my eye.

"Well, it's not like we do shit like that in front of people," she said and Drew squinted his eyes.

"Hey, Rem," Drew started after a few moments of silence.

"What," I questioned, looking at him through the rearview mirror.

"Have you seen the design," he asked and Ronnie groaned in annoyance.

"Rem, just get the damned design so he'll shut the hell up," Ronnie bursted, pulling the top of her dress outwards. "It's on the left side in the front," she said.

I reached over and pulled the slip of paper out of her bra, my knuckles slightly grazing her skin, and she returned her hand to the wheel. I handed the paper to Drew and he opened it.

"Shit," he whispered and I raised an eyebrow while Ronnie just smirked. "Fuck, that's amazing," he added, studying the paper.

Now I'm curious...

So, what do.you think the tattoo is?!?!? Anyway, vote, comment, I love to read comments so don't be afraid to jump in there!