Wolf | Tyler, The Creator

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Wolf got up, grabbed his bike, and went for a ride around camp. He was at the skatepark for what felt like hours before he decided it was time to head back to his cabin. On the way, he rode past a building he hadn't seen before. He looked to the door and saw Sam walking out, with Dr TC closing the door behind him.

'Bitch,' Sam muttered to himself as he walked out. Wolf tried not to look at Sam, but Sam walked beside him anyway. Not a word was shared between the two. That is until a girl walked past, and into the cabin 3 doors down from Wolf and Sam's.

'Yo, whos that?' Wolf asked Sam

'That's Salem. That's my girlfriend. Stay the fuck away from her, alright?' Sam replied sternly.

'Yes sir,' Wolf replied, watching the girl slip away into her cabin, 'how did you guys meet?'

'We were sixteen when w- wait why the fuck am I telling you this? Don't talk to me.' Sam replied.

A few days had passed, and each day Wolf went for a ride, and every day he saw Salem with her friends, watching the guys at the skate park. Wolf had Sam's words of warning ringing in his ears but went against what he'd said anyway.

'Yo, Salem!' Wolf called out.

'Oh, hey? Sorry, I didn't quite catch your name,' Salem replied with a smile.

'Oh, right. I'm Wolf,' he replied, feeling like a fool.

'Oh! You're Samuel's friend, right? The new kid? Nice to meet you,' Salem said, her voice as beautiful as a singer without her even trying.

'Yep, that's me. Hey, listen. I was wondering, I know you and Sam are together but there's this wrestling match tomorrow and I was wonderi-'

'Oh. My. God. Are you SERIOUSLY about to ask her on a date?' One of Salem's friends interrupted.

'Oh, well I mean-' Wolf stuttered

'Shut up, leave him alone,' Salem said to her friend, 'yes Wolf, I'd love to go.'

'Really? I mean, great! I'll ride past your cabin and pick you up.'

'Perfect. See you then,' Salem said with a smile, watching Wolf ride off.