Chapter 8 - Just the First Day (Aiden's POV)

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"This is my home!" She stopped infront of a run down building. My arms and shoulders started aching. All thanks to her very lady-like dragging.

The building was old and not so comfortable. It doesn't seem like it could hold itself much longer. It could break down any second now. Why does she live here anyways? No matter how bad she is at keeping her jobs and how low her sallartbis she shouldn't live here. This is not a good habitat for any human. Not even a witch, dwarf, or a stinky wolf! (( Author's Note: Wolf lovers, do not take it as an offense, I love wolves just as much as you do ))

She seemed to catch on what I've been thinking about.

"I know you might feel uncomfortable, The place is not extravagant nor beautifully furnished or whatever. That's why you're my first guest." She laughed humorlessly. "You could stay at least until the rain stops, or you could go to a cafe or something and have coffee until it stops. I mean you have money and all. You're not really-" She was cut off by me. Now I cut her off. She was blabbering too much. She seemed to be nervous. She looked... I can't believe I'll use this modern, stupid word. She looked cute.

"Yes the place is horrid, but I don't mind."

"Horrid?" Why did she look hurt? Wasn't she supposed to be happy? I mean I didn't mind.

"Uhmm.." I didn't know what to say. This lady is going to drive me crazy! How could I, Aiden Knight, be at lost of words because of a weak, strange of a human girl.

She sighed then said "Let's go. I stay at the 3rd floor."

"Yes." I simply said.

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This was the most exausting thing I've ever done!

"You need to be fit." Fit? "You have an amazing body, but you can't walk a staircase to the first floor without showering yourself with sweat!"

Did she say I have a nice body?

"Did you just say I have a nice body?" I saw her ears then cheeks painted with a very deep shade of red. Just like her red lips. Those beau-

Nevermind.

"Anyways!" She exclaimed. Clearly she was in a moment of embarrassment. "Want tea, coffee, or water? I only have those drinks. I was out of milk 3 months ago. As for food... I have popcorn, tomato, lettuce, and I could make us hot dogs."

"Tea. What are hotdogs? How could dogs be hot? Are they on fire? Wait wait wait! You eat dogs?" I was becoming... like her. Oh no...

"You've never eaten hot dogs?" She looked dumbstruck. I shook my head in response.

"You've got to be kidding me!"

"I don't kid."

"You think I haven't figured that out?" She rolled her eyes and gave me a knowing look.

"Back to out topic. What are hotdogs?"

"They're food. That's all you need to know. Oh and another thing you should know is... They're so delicious!" She exclaimed exaggeratingly.

"Are they now?"

"Of course!" She jumped to my face with excitement. This caused her to stumble over me and both of us fell. She was hovering me and I tried to get on my elbows then help her up when our we were face to face though...

The world seemed to stop for a second. We were so close. So close. I felt her breath mixing with my own.

It seemed like we had a magnetic force pulling us together slowly. Until our forheads touched and our lips were millimeters apart.

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