Quinneth's P.O.V.-
"I'm every woman it's all in me!" I sing at the top of my lungs as I dance around my room. My fluffy slippers slide across the room as I turn the music down a little. Wouldn't want the neighbors to complain.
Downstairs I hear the doorbell ring, must be Alexander. Running out of my room I accidently hit my foot on my dresser, damn it.
Even with the fluffy slippers on it still hurt a bunch. I limp down the stairs to the door, opening it I see Alexander standing their looking at me strange.
"Hi." I say to him while trying to act normal.
"Hey." He said. I look him up and down observing what he was wearing. He's wearing a black cotton sweater with blue jeans and vans.
"I heard something fall upstairs you ok?" He asked looking worried. Crap, I didn't think he heard that. Grandfather said I always had strong toes.
"Oh, I just stumbled into my dresser. It happens all the time." I say awkwardly.
"Don't be a stranger come on in." I say ushering him inside, also because it's cold outside and I don't want to freeze.
"I didn't know you wore glasses." He says analyzing my face. I was so in the moment when I was dancing in my room I forgot I had on glasses.
"Yeah, I do. I only wear them at night, I can't see well at night." I tell him slightly touching my glasses.
"What are you old?" He lifts my glasses off of my face and looks at them.
"HEY! I'm young and vibrant." I snatch my glasses back from him and tell him to follow me upstairs. He laughs at my response and trails behind me.
"What's all this?" Alexander asks.
I look over to my bed at the bags of candy, ribbons and goodie bags.
"Long story."
"I got time." He says walking around my room.
"Well, you might not know this, but I'm on the homecoming committee at my school." He stands in the middle of my room just listening to me. "You know you can sit on my bed. Make yourself comfortable." I want him to be feel at home here, even if it isn't his home. He sits on my bed and readjusts his legs. My bed is pretty small, since I'm only 5ft 5 or something like that. He's all around 6ft 2, his long legs try to find themselves a place to be comfortable.
"Anyways, one girl on the committee decided to quit last minute. Now I have to fill up 500 tiny bags of candy by tomorrow." I point to all the little baggies that surround my bed.
"No one else could have done this?" He asked as he picked up a tiny bag and started filling it with candy. I give him a small smile and continue talking. He's so helpful, I was actually going to beg him to see if he could help out. Guess I don't have to do that anymore.
"Dana and the other girls drew names from a hat and my name was picked. You know I don't think she 'pulled' my name out of the hat I think she picked me on purpose." I said putting air quotes on the word pulled.
"So, sabotage."
"Yes... Indeed, this was sabotage." I may sound crazy right now, but I know when someone has it out for me.
"Why would she do that?" He asked finishing up the bag and putting it in the box. Dang he's quick. While we are talking he finished about 10 bags.
I walk over to my dresser and grab a new set of ribbons off of it and bring it to the bed with me. Cutting off a piece I tell him the story. "Three years ago, my school did a live play of Snow white and the seven dwarfs. I got to play snow white and whereas Dana played a dwarf. I heard before the play that she really wanted to play Snow white, but obviously she couldn't because I was playing her." I tell him as I sit on the bed next to him.
He gives me a weird look and just laughs. I smack his shoulder and tell him to stop laughing. "It isn't funny Alexander I swear she still has a vendetta against me. This is her way of torturing me."
"Quinneth this happened over three years ago."
"Vendetta's last a long time." I say eyeing him.
I change the conversation by switching the subject. "How was your day?" I asked while giving my undivided attention to him.
"Tense." He responds. Maybe it's just me, but he looks tired. I sit down the bag that I was making on my bed and skootch close to him. I put my fingers on his face and began to rub circles.
"What are you doing?" He asked leaning into my touch. It's working now.
"When my grandfather is stressed out, I do this for him. It makes him feel better." I say lifting my fingers up to this temple. Pushing in deeper I can feel the stress in his temples. "Your so stressed Alexander, I can literally feel it. Tell Quinneth why you're stressed."
"My father's been getting a lot of new customers lately and I have to fill out a lot of paperwork. Also, other stuff too." I just nod and rub his head.
"If you need any help whatsoever just let me know. That's what friends are for. Feel better now?" I let go of his face to see him looking so relaxed.
"Your hand healed fast." I say pointing to his hand.
"Uh yeah."
"How I haven't seen something heal so fast." I reach out for his hand, but he reverts it back to himself. Weird.
"I've always healed quickly." He says ending the discussion.
Suddenly, I feel a shiver glide over my body. I get up from the bed and walk over to my balcony to shut the doors. Before I shut the door, I see something in the distance, it's the wolf. It's fur flows in the wind as it's piercing green eyes stare at me. I haven't seen him since the failed date of Myer's and I. I swear to god this wolf is a sign or something, it comes around randomly.
"What are you looking at?" Alexander asked as I hear him walking behind me. I quickly shut the balcony doors so he doesn't see it.
"Wolves." I blurt out.
"What?" He steps closer to me looking out my balcony doors. I turn around to see the wolf had left.
"I meant wolves like werewolves. Did you hear about the guy that saw a human shift into a werewolf?" I asked quickly switching the conversation. He looks down at me with a quizzical look on my face.
"Where?"
"I think it was over on Crane St where the old abandoned soda factory is." He clenches onto my arms, not tightly and looks at me with a frightened face.
"What was seen?"
"Um... A video was taken by some guy. Tomorrow the Tribune is going to interview him." I say looking at him weirdly. He looks as if he saw a ghost.
"I have to go." He grabs into my face and kisses my cheek. Grabbing his jacket, he runs out of my room and out the door. I would have been shocked by the kiss, but him leaving in haste is what shocked me.
I stand by my window shocked by what just happened. He got so weird when I mentioned the wolf. Looking at my bed I see that we actually finished the goodie bags, I toss them in the boxes and sit them over to the side.
Author's Note:
This chapter was late because share story was down.
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