"Red?" Red Ridinghood heard her mother call. "Yes mother..." she sighed. She hated it when her mother pestered her. She was trying to finish her painting. It was a picture of a vast land covered in trees and behind the prarie, lies the mountains. Red wants to go there, run away to the mountains and never come back. Red's mom came into her room, "I need you to take these to Grandma's house. She's not feeling well." In her hands, mom held a large basket of sweets. Red looked at her mother's beautiful green eyes, "Okay." Taking the basket, Red sashayed over to the door. Knowing grandma, she'd probably be able to eat some sweets on the way. Maybe she could stop to pick some daises. And she could go visit the three bears. "Bye, mom, be back as soon as I can." Red said, tossing her blonde hair behind her shoulder. Walking out the front door, she smiled and waved at the group of boys that always hung around her house just to catch a glimpse of her. Men, Red thought with a smirk, so simple. Of course, the boys waved back, gawking at her. Then, they started arguing. Red only heard bits and peices, like; "She waved to me!" or "Why would she smile at you? She smiled at me!" Red rolled her eyes, strolling past them to the Deep, Dark Forest. She stopped short as a sliver of fear run down her spine. I gotta keep going, Red thought bravely. With a burst of courage, she stepped into the forest. Awhile down the path, Red thought, Hey, this isn't so bad. She smiled and skipped along the trail. "I don't know why they call it the Deep, Dark Forest." She began to say, but froze when she heard a stick snap. Snap! Snap! Snap! Closer and closer. Red swore she saw something dark creeping towards her, but she couldn't move- her legs locked with fear. "Hello?" Red called, hoping for no reply. But, instead, she got the opposite. She felt the pounce before she saw it. It jumped on her, too quick to see. Red squeezed her eyes shut hoping her maker would give her a quick death. But... the death blow didn't come. Only a chuckle, a sound that made Red's heart pound faster. Opening her eyes, Red saw a boy. Well.. not a boy, boy. This boy had animal ears and a wolf tail. His hair was a long dark brown spiked. They went with his ears. His eyes were bright yellow, the color of a wolf's. He had on simple clothing, white long sleeved shirt, brown vest, and some brown khaki's. And, he looked about a few years older than Red. "Well, hello there, sweetie." The boys smiled a big toothy grin at Red. She saw he had some sharp teeth. Red flushed, a boy has never made her blush before. "H-h-hi..." She stared into his beautiful eyes. Such pretty eyes, Red thought, I could stare at them forever. The boy sat on her, as if trying to get comfortable. "Name's Big Bad Jr. Prey call me Wolf." "I'm Red.. Red R-R-Ridinghood." Red replied instantly. Wolf smiled at her again. He seemed to think this was funny. Red looked over to the basket of sweets that she'd dropped when Wolf pounced her. Wolf noticed and looked too, with another toothy grin on his face. Reaching over to it, he says,"Sweets? Aww, Reddie Pie, you shouldn't have!" Taking one cookie out, Wolf plops it into his mouth and chews it slowly. Red figits, knowing well enough that this wolf is going to eat all of her grandmothers treats. Wolf stops chewing, to watch Red struggle to get up. She plans on shoving him back and straddling him, like he did to her. With a bit of difficulty, she gets out of his grip and pins him to the ground. Wolf smiles at her again,"Ooh, you're naughty, I like that in a meal." Before Red could reply, Wolf nips her bottom lip. Red gasps, jumping up in embaressment, anger, and a strange feeling she's never felt before. Wolf seems to have changed too. He's off of the ground faster than Red, and his cheeks look a tad pink. Instead of smiling again, he just stares at Red with a question in his eyes. Meanwhile, Red's heart is beating faster than a race horse. What just happened? Confused, and scared, Red snatches up her basket and runs down the trail. Once she reaches her grandmothers house, she pants,"Why do I feel this way?" She looks to her grandma for help. Her granny looks her over once and simply says;
"Child, you're in love."
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