Hey guys! Lately I've become obsessed with the rave scene (except for the drugs) and thought I could incorporate it into a Wolfshipping short story of about 2-3 chapters.
Elizabeth's POV
I sat quietly in Syrus's dorm room while I waited for him to come back from a duel he had been challenged to. Lately he'd insisted that I stay here at night so we could spend more time together. I personally thought that it was just him getting jealous of me being in a room with two other guys, though I didn't know what he had to worry about. Jaden and I were just friends, and Hassleberry was nice, but a little too strong for my tastes (I wanted a guy who, if I needed to, I could fight off with ease). Lately though, he'd seemed a tad overbearing, and it really bugged me. Werewolves are pack-oriented, we need to meet others sometimes, even if it was just once or twice a month. I sighed and looked out the window, when all of a sudden a piece of paper smacked me in the face. I growled and took it off. I was about to crumple it up, when I read what was on it.
Wolf's Rave
A safe, drug-free environment where werewolves and humans alike can dance the night away and socialize.
November 30, 8:30 p.m. - 4:00 a.m. at Makio's Warf
We ask that you please behave in a way that follows P.L.U.R.R. (Peace, Love, Unity, Respect, Responsibility)
"Oh boy, this is perfect!" I said to myself.
"What's perfect?" I heard Syrus asked from behind me. I tensed up.
"Uh, nothing," I said before feeling the paper get yanked from my hands, at which I yelped.
"This is a flyer for a rave," he said.
"Yeah, so? It's safe," I said.
"You want to go, don't you?" he asked.
"Yes I do, it'll be fun," I said.
"Okay, it's not like I'm gonna stop you. I'll even go with you; I'll see if Chazz and Zane want to go too."
"Oh thank you!" I said, hugging him.
"You seem awfully eager. Why is that?" he said.
"Oh, no reason," i said.