Chapter 3

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   I stare at the old gray house that I call home. My mother's car is in the driveway, and the porch light is on. Blaze begins to pull into the driveway when he hits the brake and casts a confused look out of the front windshield that displays a motorcycle parked behind my mom's old car. He backs up haphazardly and parks in front of the house and smirks at me. 

  "I told you she was doing something she wasn't supposed to, or shall I say someone?" He laughs at himself.

     I roll my eyes and punch him in the shoulder before crossing my arms across my chest ,nervous to even open the car door. I hate when mom brings her dates home. The last one still haunts me. 

   "Do you want to just go through your window?" Blaze asks. My window has been more of an entryway and exit for us than the front door. 

   I don't respond as I open my door and start walking up my driveway. I jog and hear the crunch of gravel under Blaze's shoes behind me. I reach the side of my house and start climbing, reaching for my window. I discovered this entryway when I was a kid and climbed the tree by my window, which had grown so much that it looks like it connected to the side of the house. I pull up my window, swinging my leg in and gently hopping down, smiling to myself for summoning my inner ninja, until Blaze falls through my window and crashes to the floor. 

  Voices sound from downstairs, a deeper one seeming concerned probably from the giant crash upstairs, and my mother's laugh, reassuring him. 

   "I'm getting too old for climbing through windows, I think I broke something, " Blaze says from his spot on the floor. 

  I laugh and take a seat in my computer chair. Blaze gets up and slams his body on my bed, snuggling into my comforter getting his cologne all over it. 

  "You know, if I ever have a boy over and we go to do the deed he's gonna smell that cologne and think I'm a hoe, " I tell him, not even taking my eyes off of my computer screen, searching for a song to play over my speakers. 

  I glance back to my bed so I can see his expression. He opens his mouth to reply when my door opens and my mom's head pops in. 

  "Beth," Blaze exclaims with a fake gasp, "I could have been naked!" 

   "You also could have used the front door, but you never do, " She says with a smile, stepping more into my room. 

  "Didn't want to scare the biker downstairs with you having, oh my goodness, a teen, " I tell her, swirling around in my chair to face her. 

  "You scared him when not so agile fell through the window, " She says while giving Blaze a pointed look, "and why don't you guys come downstairs so he doesn't think you truly are crazy. " 

   I groan but stand up, knowing that she will drag me down by my ear if I don't comply. I'm shocked that she wants me to meet her date. It must be starting to become serious. 

  We three make our ways downstairs, heading for the kitchen. Blaze immediately goes to raid the fridge while mom brings her date in from the living room. 

  "Guys, this is Max. Max, this is Luna, my daughter, and Blaze, her friend that is basically her brother, " She says. 

 Blaze waves without taking his head out of the fridge.  I turn around and look at Max. He has dark hair, bright green eyes, and a solid build. He grins in greeting when his phone rings. He apologizes and turns towards the living room to answer it.

  I hold in a gasp, smacking Blaze on his shoulder. He brings his head out of the fridge, letting a cold chicken leg he had in his mouth fall to the ground, seeing the thing he feared the most, the wolf on the patch. 

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⏰ Last updated: May 12, 2020 ⏰

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