(Willard's POV)
I was sitting impatiently in my chair. My mom Winnie was nearby and I looked over at her.
"Mommy, is Alya still coming over?" I asked. She looked at me and nodded.
"Yes Willard, she should be here soon." She said.
Who is Alya you ask? Well, she's my friend, my best friend. I met her in school and we would play together all the time at recess. Then, she had to move away and she went to a different school now. She still came over to the hotel to play and I would sometimes go to her house to play. Luckily, we didn't have to worry about school right now as we were on summer vacation. She was even close to the same age as me, as I was 8 and she was 9. But that's not the funny part. The funny part is she's a human! Who would have thought a werewolf like me would be best friends with a human? Then again, my mom was a werewolf and my dad was a vampire/human hybrid and they were together, so I guess anything is possible.
"When's Daddy coming home Mommy?" I asked.
"He should be here any minute." She replied. I waited for what felt like forever, until I heard a voice say "There's my little Willard!" I looked up, and my dad Dennis was standing right in front of me.
"Daddy! You're home!" I said in an excited tone. I jumped up and hugged him. The reason why he was out is because he helps my Papa Drac run things at the hotel, and sometimes he had to leave on business trips. My Mom walked over to Dad and gave him a hug.
"It's good to see you home honey." She said. Dad smiled at her.
"I'm glad your home Daddy. Please don't leave for so long again." I said. Dad walked over to me and picked me up.
"Don't worry little dude, I will always come home." He said. Little did he know, I was being serious when I said that. I hated it when he or Mom left because I was afraid they wouldn't come home. Mom smiled at Dad.
"You should have seen him Dennis. He was worried about you and his friend Alya." She said. Dad smiled at me.
"Aww, that's cute little dude. Do you like Alya that much?" He asked. I blushed a little bit.
"I…well…yes." I said in a shy tone. Dad smiled again.
"There's nothing wrong with that little dude. You're getting to the age when you'll start to like girls." He said.
"Really?" I asked. Dad nodded. I started squirming in Dad's arms.
"Can you put me down Daddy? I want to go to my room." I said. He nodded and put me down. I went up a flight of stairs and walked down the hallway to my room. I closed my door and sat down on my bed. For some reason, I couldn't stop thinking about Alya. I think it's safe to say I may have feelings for her, but I decided I wasn't going to tell her yet.
A few more hours passed and I was starting to think Alya wasn't coming over, until I heard a familiar voice say "He's in here?". It was Alya! A few seconds later, the door burst open, and there she was, standing right in front me. She wore a pink t-shirt with white shorts. She had long brown hair and green eyes. I remembered hearing once that her name meant beautiful. She was definitely beautiful.
"Hi Willard!" She said. I smiled, walked over to her, and gave her a hug.
"Hi Alya." I said. She returned the hug and gave me an excited look.
"Are you ready to play?" She asked. I nodded eagerly.
"Yeah!" I replied. She grabbed my paw.
"Let's go!" She said. We left my room and went down the hallway a short ways until we came to a door. This was the door to the attic of the hotel. Luckily, Papa Drac didn't use it often or keep a lot of stuff up here, so we turned it into our little hideout. Papa Drac knew about this too and was okay with it. We walked up the stairs and into the attic. Alya looked at me.
"So, what do want to play first?" She asked.
"How about…we play tag! You're it!" I said tagging her. I got on all fours and ran away from her.
"Hey! No fair!" She said chasing after me. After a little bit, she caught up to me and tagged me.
"Got you!" She said with a giggle. I sighed in defeat.
"So you did." I said. She started running from me and I got on all fours and ran after her. No matter what I did, I could not catch up to her. She was fast. I stopped running and was panting, trying to catch my breath.
"Hey…can…we…play…something else?" I asked in short breaths. She nodded.
"Okay, how about…truth or dare?" She asked. I nodded and we went to the middle of the attic. We sat down in front of each other and looked at one another.
"Wanna start?" I asked. She nodded.
"Okay, truth or dare?" I asked.
"Dare." She said.
"Okay, I dare you to…lick the dust on the floor." I said. She looked at me in disgust.
"Eww, gross!" She said.
"As gross as that time you had me lick the moss on that piece of wood?" I asked.
"Heh, good point." She said. She put her face to the floor and licked it. She stopped after a second and looked at me. She had a disgusted look on her face.
"Okay. Your turn." I said. She nodded.
"Truth or dare?" She asked.
"Dare." I said.
"I dare you to kiss me on the cheek!" She said. My face turned red when she said that.
"Don't you have a different dare for me?" I asked. Her face dropped a little.
"Aww, are you afraid of getting cooties?" She teased. I knew there was no such things as cooties.
"Of course not!" I said.
"Hehe, then come on! Give me a kiss on the cheek!" She said with a giggle.
I knew I wasn't gonna get out of this one, so I leaned forward and gave Alya a quick kiss on the cheek. I leaned back and looked at her. Her face was red, and it had just occurred to me that I kissed my best friend and crush. We played for a few more hours until we heard her mom call that it was time to go. I was upset to hear this, but I smiled when Alya stood up and gave me a hug.
"See you tomorrow." She said. I nodded.
"Yep." I replied. She left the attic and joined her parents in the lobby, while I left the attic and went to my room. I sat down on my bed and after a little bit, Mom came in.
"Hi sweetie, did you have fun with Alya today?" She asked. I nodded eagerly.
"I sure did!" I said.
"And you were afraid she wasn't gonna come over." She said. I nodded and yawned a bit. I was tired after playing with Alya. I laid down on my bed and Mom tucked me in. She kissed me on the cheek.
"Good night my little Willard." She said in a sweet voice.
"Good night Mommy." I said. She was about to walk out of my room.
"Mommy?" I said. She turned around and looked at me.
"Yes?" She replied.
"I love you." I said. She smiled.
"I love you too sweetie." She said. She left my room and closed the door behind her.
I stared up at the ceiling a bit before closing my eyes and falling asleep.