Quid?
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Awakening from the darkness, I am met with a crystal blue eye full of worry. Blonde locks fall onto my face covering away the last bits of my vision.
"Oh god, she's dead. Now I will go to jail. Ugh, it will reck my hair. MY HAIR! It took like a million years to make this style perfectly. I can't live in jail." A high pitch screams in my ear, making my bearable headache turn sour.
"Gurl, calm your pansies. If you were being a normal werewolf, you would be able to hear her heartbeat going on. It's kinda hard to miss, with how quick it's going on." Another voice points out, trying to calm down the first one. I feel like I know these voices but my brain isn't pinpointing where I know them.
So the blonde head will be person 1 and the other, person 2. Sounds good enough for me.
"I'm sorry, you can't expect me to be a normal werewolf. Have you seen me? I was born to stand out, thank you very much. " Person 1 says, melting person two with a glare back when person 2 recovers from the sarcasm.
"You're definitely not normal, that's for sure." Person 2 mumbles under her breathe, trying to be quiet. But with person 1 hearing, she heard it.
"Excuse me, did you say what I think you just said." Person 1 shoves person 2
"Well, you said it first." Person 2 replies with a shrug thinking nothing of it.
"Yeah because I'm allowed to, this is my body, " Person 1, points to herself, then she points to the girl across from her. "and, that's yours. Respect it."
Person 2 sees how much a simple comment hurt her friend and gives her a massive bear hug. "I'm sorry."
"Yea, you should be." Person 1 says, but after she sees the glare coming her way, she relents. "I forgive you."
"Well that was a nice show, but I didn't pay for you guys, so can you walk your butts out the door and never come back, thank you," I said clapping my hands while getting back to my feet. definitely no sarcasm in that. Shutting the door in their shocked faces, I turn around ready to go back to my room and finish off the ice cream that's calling my name out.
But, I don't get far. Rushed knocking stops my steps. With a heavy sigh, I turn around and open the door again.
"Yes?" I asked bored out of my mind and it's probably showing on my face at the moment.
"Is it your time of the month Sophia or what." Person 2 gives me a strange look, like she knows me.
"I'm sorry, who are you and how on earth do you know my name." I finished off confused at their shocked faces. They keep staring at me weirdly before one gasped.
"You really don't remember us." Person 1 says, holding a hand over her open mouth. With a shake of my head, she nearly tumbles over.
"It's Emma and that's Charlotte." The girl called 'Emma' says, with tears falling out of her eyes. Like WTF. With one simple question, that's bugging my mind, I ask.
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