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ᎻꮖꮐꮋᏞꭺꭰꭹ
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Oct 02, 2015 05:56AM
She laughed and playfully pushed him as she started to walk away, walking backwards so she could we him. "Yeah whatever."
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She turned back around and walked to her first class which was history. As she bored through the lesson, she played with the medical bracelet around her wrist, biting her lip.
When the bell rang, Ajax collected her things and left the class along with everyone else. She had a free period which she usually ended up hanging out in the library during.
Ajax was fiercely writing in a leather bound journal.she looked up when he sat next to her. "Oh hello." She closed her journal and capped her pen:
"Just writing about life." She shrugged and leaned back in her seat. "Yeah I do." She nodded.
She rolled her eyes. "I already found my friend if you must know." She laughed softly.
She laughed again, short and sweet. "It's you you goof." She smiled. "Unless you don't want o be." She pouted cutely.
She giggled and folded her arms on the table and was sitting at. "Yes, I think you are."
"I have English. My favourite." She smiled.
She nodded. " I do yeah. What do you want to do?" She asked.
She shrugged. "You've still got time." She assured with a small smile. "A lot of people go into college with an undeclared major."
She frowned, sitting up a bit. "Have you thought of student loans?" She asked.
She sighed deeply and shrugged. "Just never mind; sorry for asking."
"Young adult fiction." She replied with a small smile.
She snickered, shaking her head. "That's the point. I don't want to write about a world that I don't particularly like and know."
She pursed her lips, rubbing her chin. "Well I haven't been enjoying it as much as you have."
She eyed him with an eyebrow raised. "How would you know?"
She shook her head. "I've been apart of two packs in the past total. I was born this way. I wasn't changed." She said. "It runs in my family."
"It's just safer to tell people I'm not born into this." She added, biting her lip.
She shrugged, looking away. "People think they can judge me by my bloodline; which is a very stupid thing to do." She warned. She came from a family of powerful wolves.
"Well if you knew my family then you would know I'm great I'm meant to be." She said darkly just as the bell rang.
She collected her things, purposely ignoring his question. "I've already said to much." She said, then grabbed his phone and added her number to his contacts list.
She took a few seconds to think about it, then she nodded. "Yeah. I'll be by our lockers." She said.
She went straight to her next class without going to her locker. She always sat in the front of her English class.
Half way through class Ajax pulled out her phone and texted him: "pay attention in class :P"
Her next response was delayed. "Ew gross!"
Ajax bit her lip to stifle an giggle, then replied with: "uh huh, sure ;)."
"You don't?" She replied. "Cause I do."
"Doesn't count me as a perv." She replied and quickly put her home away before the teacher saw her.
She didn't look at her phone for the remainder of the class. Finally the bell rang. She collected her things and left the class.
Ajax swaggered down the hallway, which always caught the attention of some freshman boys. She smirked and turned to her locker, opening it up.
She blinked and looked over her shoulder at him with a smirk before pulling out her bag. "Wouldn't you like to know."
"Nothing about you." She replied without any hesitation and wide smile. "Come on; I'm hungry." She grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the cafeteria.
She nodded and went into the cafeteria and found a table for them both that was not that crowded.
She raised an eyebrow. "Just because there is an empty seat beside doesn't mean you can sit in it." SHe teased.
She rolled her eyes and pulled out a granola bar. "Totally." She said sarcastically.
She laughed and unwrapped her granola bar and took a big bite. "So when's the next pack meeting?" She asked.
She nodded approvingly. "Hm, well it's not our fault we go to the same school." She smirked. "I wonder what he looks like in person." She wondered.
"Let me guess," she giggled. "High school football star?"
"How did you meet him? In person I mean." She asked as she took another bite.
She giggled and covered her mouth to stop any food from coming out. She swallowed what was in her mouth and folded her arms on the table. "What a wimp."
She didn't look phased. "I wouldn't run." She said darkly, then grinned mischievously.
She laughed and scrunched up her bar wrapper then took out a green apple from her bag. "It was just how I was raised. Because I'm a girl my parents wanted to make sure that could never be used against me."
She smiled sweetly and curled a piece of hair behind her ear, flashing her medical bracelet.
She blinked and quickly covered it with her arms, folding them on the table. "Uh, it's a medical bracelet..."
She pursed her lips, playing with the metal bracelet with her other hand. "Something like that." She murmured.
She sighed and straightened out her arm, showcasing her bracelet. It said: mildly epileptic."
She took her arm back, biting her lip. "I also suffer from PTSD." She murmured, clearly not looking the slightest happy. "And yeah, I guess. But you can't tell Langston." She begged.
