silver & stardust

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The week went by quickly, and I got back from my last class on Friday only to find Livia sprawled on my bed in my dorm - every since I'd given her a key, I'd find her in my room sporadically. It didn't surprise me anymore to see her on my bed without any notice.

And she was currently eating from my emergencies-only jar of peanut butter while watching a movie. I was enroute to PMS so I would have to restock my stash of peanut butter and nutella.

I dropped my bag onto my chair and placed myself beside her on the bed. "What are you watching?"

"Some stupid chick flick," she said. "Felt like making fun of a movie and passing the time till you came back from class."

"What do you wanna do today? Veer asked if we wanted to go to his place to hang out."

"Tell him that we're not coming cause today, my apprentice, your training in how to be a functional werewolf begins."

I groaned, pressing further into the warmth of my bed. I was drained from my back-to-back classes and just wanted to take a nap. I felt the mattress shift as she jumped up and I could hear her going through my closet. "You have no athletic wear, Shirin. This is sad."

"That's the point. Then I don't have to work out."

"How do you only wear jeans? I'd die if I didn't have leggings." Liv practically lived in sporty clothes; her sneaker collection could rival Khloe Kardashian's.

"I wear sweats too," I defended my style. Jeans were just timeless. "You know I hate how leggings always catch fuzz. That s**t bothers me."

"Aha! I found one pair of leggings. Wear this," I felt something land on my hip. "And this." Something was on my leg now.

"Do we have to go full lycanthrope today? Is this going to make me too sore to walk tomorrow?" I could already feel pain in my limbs without even working out - Livia herself was toned like a war goddess so I had an idea of what was in store for me.

"Probably. Now get changed because I'm gonna make you a lean, mean killing machine."

"But I don't want to be a lean, mean killing machine," I whined, pulling my blanket up onto myself.

"Unless you want your ass kicked to the moon and back, you're going to be changing into those ratty leggings and haul ass to my car."

I grumbled some more before changing into the clothes and we drove over the Blood Moon training arena.

The arena wasn't crowded but it was still too many people to witness my lack of athleticism. "Do we have to do this in front of this many people?"

Liv opened her mouth to answer me when I saw a figure cutting towards us. "My cousin. Also known as the ever loving pain in my ass," she muttered, loud enough I knew he'd heard and I covered my laugh with a badly faked cough.

"Hey Shirin," he said, hazel eyes meeting my own. He didn't spare a glance at his glaring cousin.

"Hey," I replied, giving him a small wave. A slight five o'clock shadow grazed his skin, making him look older which if it was possible, made him even more attractive. Sweat made his skin glow in a way that I tried replicating with body shimmers. It just wasn't fair.

Liv didn't miss a beat as I tried to be discreet about my admiring. "Excuse us, it seems I have to remind Julian of something important," Liv said with a bite before dragging Julian off to the side, far enough I couldn't eavesdrop. I could see her using her angry arms move and him crossing his across his chest defiantly. A minute or two later, they returned with Julian sporting a triumphant smile.

"Julian is going to be training you today. I suppose his experience in helping new werewolves slightly supersedes my own." Liv delivered this deadpan, not happy in whatever she'd been defeated in.

was just confused and now nervous that Julian would get to witness a first: an unathletic werewolf.

"Whatever works with me," I said with a shrug to hide that I was starting to sweat from the prospect.

Liv's eyes softened when she looked at me. "If you need anything, I'll be over there." She pointed to the mats where a few others were before jogging over. I heard a symphony of greetings for her before Julian's voice broke my reverie.

I was officially alone with the boy who'd been a guest star in my thoughts lately. Lovely.