Madison's Story

Chapter 5

Brad says, "Look, that guy we just past is the, Alpha of the Blood Killer pa-gang, Matt, he's dangerous." I say looking back, at Titus, "He doesn't look that dangerous, maybe tough and strong." Brad frowns and whispers in my ear, "He's a player, just like me, Sam and Jake." I frown at Titus and say, "I hate man whores! Or 'Players' there known as!"

I roll my eyes and walk with Brad, Titus growls behind us, and I grab my camera from my bag and say, "I'm gonna go take some wolf shots, if I can get close enough, thanks to Jake!" Brad says too, quickly, "No, you can't!" I ask confused, "Why?" He says, "Because...because the wolves here are not as nice here, as they are at home." I frown and say, "So all I want is pictures, Brad, how hard can they be to get?"

Titus asks smirking as we walk past him for the fourth time, "What does the princess want?" I ask confused, "Who you calling princess?" He smirks and answers closing the distance between us, "You, of course." I answer, "I want some wolf pics.....maybe a mom and her pups or a group of them on the hunt for deer." Yes, all I need is a picture and I can paint it. He asks, "Why not get a pic from the computer in the library?" I answer looking down, "It's not the same, because it's someone else's picture, not the same emotions put into it, you know what I'm trying to say?" He shakes his head no, I explain, "The reason, artists become artists is not just because they're good drawers."

Titus asks, "Then what is the reason?" I answer, "The artist emotion in the picture, who drew or took the pic, their emotion is in the picture, and their emotion is not something I can duplicate." Titus nods and says, "So, because it doesn't have the same emotions as yours, you can't draw it." I nod and smile, I grab his hand looking up at him, "Yes! That's exactly it! At least someone, understands." I frown back at Brad, I ask hopeful, "Do you know where I can get good pics of wolves? I can get close, but not be noticed?"

He smirks and answers, "Yes, I do." I ask hopeful, "Will you take me there?" He says like he's thinking, "Oh, I don't know.....it's kind of hard to get there...." I say trying to just get what I want, "Please! I'll give you anything!" He looks at me with a crooked smile, "Anything, you say?" I nod and answer, "Yes, please!" He asks, "How 'bout a date?" Did he just say d-date? I blush as Brad growls, "Only if I chaparone this Date" I whine, "Brad! Quit acting like Dad." I turn to Titus and answer, "No, cause you're a player, how do I know if your serious? Hmmmmm?"

Titus frowns and says upset as Brad smirks, "I'm not a player." I ask not believing him, "Really? Then how many girlfriends did you have?" He frowns harder, "How am I supposed to answer that?" Brad Answers, "With a number of course." Titus frowns with a sigh and says, "Truthfully, this year it was only 2 girlfriends." Wow, that's less then the rumours, I ask, "What about last year?" He runs his fingers through his hair and answers nervously, "16, unless you count the one night stands then it would have been..........30." There's the rumours, yep saw that coming, I walk up and pat Titus' back, "Just cause you cut down, that doesn't mean you're not a man whore. You have to try harder then that to make me believe otherwise, I'm not saying no forever, but not anytime soon. I'm happy you're honest, that gives you points in my book."

Titus asks confused, "Points?" I answer, "A reason why I might give you a chance." I turn and walk away, going back into English class.

Titus' POV