Whispering Pines Woods

Razors

Holy crap! The last time I updated was how long ago? Eight months? My god! I am making this up for you all right now! I got carried away with crap, things were going on in my life, but everything is better now. I wish I could have updated, but I couldn't. Hopefully you dont hate me too much, Mag.

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The first thing that I noticed was the rippling of my skin. It looked as if my insides were trying to claw it's way out of my body, and it felt like that too. Next, I noticed the hair. Not just little baby hairs, but holy crap is that girl a man or a bear?! kind of hair. I felt it sprout on my legs, my arms, my stomach, and even my face.

I was staring at my body in equal parts disgust and equal parts awe when my back suddenly jerked backwards, with a loud, painful crack.

"OH MY GOD!" I yelled into the darkness.

It felt  like my blood was on fire. My body was a prison and I was dying to escape. Looking back to where the manacles were, I found each and everyone empty, I was alone.

I didn't know whether to be relieved or terrified.

Slowly getting up, my body jerked again, and this time when I looked down, it wasn't my body.

No. It was the body of an animal. A mutant. Something that wasn't supposed to be real. Something that wasn't supposed to be possible. But here I was, not human any more, seeing all of the proof I could possibly need.

I tried to cry out in shock, surprise, or in horror. I couldn't tell the difference, my emotions all blended into one.

"Woof!"

"You know, I think I heard a yorkie sound more menacing than that."

Brian. Will's little pervy brother. I looked at him. He was wearing a plaid shirt and had something in his hand. Before I knew what I was doing I lunged for his torso, and was greeted in the head by something very hard. My vision danced around and yet again, I found my self unconcious.

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"Gemma," I heard my name being called in the distance.

"Gemma! Wake up!" I jolted awake, confused for a moment, before looking down at my legs.

Hairless human legs. I stared at them with joy before realizing what else was bare. I was completely naked. Embarrassed, I quickly covered myself as best as I could.

Quickly looking around, I looked for the person who called my name.

Brian.

He threw a blanket at me, and I gratefully wrapped it around me.

"What are you doing here?" I growled at him.

He seemed to be staring into space for a little before he answered me again.

"I came down here looking for someone when you tried to take a bite out of my torso."

I looked at him. He did look alot like his brother, but his hair was blonder, and his face bare from facial hair, considering he was still only 15.

"Well, why the hell did you look here anyway if you knew I was down here? Alone?"

"Hey! Calm down. Are you considering what I think you are?"

"Considering wh--Oh. Oh no. At least, I hope not." I looked at him sternly.

"Well, no. I did not do anything to you .The truth is, I was told by Will to come check up on you, and to make sure "She doesn't go on a bloody rampage" and all that good stuff."

Pulling the blanket tighter, I tried to pull myself up, when Brian gave me a hand.

I was beginning to think that he was actually a nice kid when he moved his hands under my armpits and pulled me up by the boobs. Nope. Total perv.

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 When I opened the door, everything seemed so bright. My eyes watered and I felt like absolute hell.

It felt like my insides were shook around, and I had a killer headache, like someone hit me hard over the head with something.

I was trying to think when I felt someone tug on my blanket and push me forward, making me fall to the ground in a heap.

"Oops." Brian said, extending a hand out to me. I shook him away, and got up on my own.

"My head feels like someone took a hammer to it and went all slaphappy in my brain."

It felt like I had the worst hangover in the history of hangovers. It was almost as bad as the one I had after me and Cora snuck her mothers Peach Schanapps into her room. The thought of Cora made me tear up a little. Were we friends or enemies? Friends or strangers? It was hard to tell anything anymore. Everything in my life went to hell in a matter of a few days. I wasnt normal. Cora wasnt normal. Everything in my life was a lie, so how could I know when someone was telling the truth, how could I know who to trust in this strange place that brings up more sad memories than happy?

"Sorry about that," Brian said, staring down at his nikes.

"Why?" I asked.

"Its not like your the one doing the chacha in my brain right now."

He smiled, and ran a hand through his hair.

"I kinda had to hit you over the head last night--You were--"

"What? With what? Why did you do that? You litte perv!" I said pushing him into the wall.

"Ohh. I like where this is going. Are you going to do to me what you did to Caleb?" He said waggling his eyebrows.

"Don't get your hopes up, little boy. And besides, I just kissed him. And it wasnt even me, not really..."

"Well," He said, his smile getting even wider. 

"Thats not all I heard you did to him last night."

"Yes it is. Annie was there, she can tell you. What are people saying?"

At the mention of Annie, the tips of his cheeks went a little red.

"Well... People are saying that you...That you..."

"That we what?" I said laughing.

"Had sex or something?"

He shielded his eyes with his hands like the sun was in them.

"Who said that?" I said, grabbing the front of his shirt.

"Who!"

"It was Finn. Finn said it."