A/N
First I want to say a thousand thanks to GaaraSandNIN for the encouraging review, so I have decided to give you a new, hopefully, longer chapter!
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Derek POV
After sitting there pondering on what to do about this situation for five minutes I had nothing. Five minutes of NOTHING! I paused half way through growling at myself because the wind changed and with it, it brought the most heavenly smell that has ever existed. It was sweet strawberries and vanilla. Eyes closed in complete bliss I let my nose guide my hobbling legs to the source of this sweet smell, only to find myself burying my snout in the soft pale skin of a now very awake blonde girl. Oh this is just perfect.
Chloe POV
Something wet and cold was touching my neck, it was twitching most of all it tickled. Giggling I open my eyes only to have them bug out and the giggles die in my throat. That wet thing was the snout of a tremendously large black wolf; it scrutinized me with the most beautiful dark jade eyes. The minute I woke up it pulled its head up and scooted back two feet. But mind you there was only two feet in between me and this magnificent beast. Magnificent? Since when did I talk let alone think like that? Despite these thought running through my head I had locked eyes with him, I'm taking a leap of faith and saying it's a him but I'm not about to check, and have the inability to look away. Slowly as if magnetically drawn together we leaned forward until our noses touched. The sudden contacted caused him to scramble back in surprise successfully snapping me out of my trance. That and the whimpering that he emitted at his speedy retreat, it was then I realized that he seemed to be favoring his front right leg as if it were injured. As if? Of course it was injured with his whimpering and coddling of his foot.
"Hey, sweetie, are you hurt? Can I see?" now I realize I'm talking to an animal a wild one at that but something in his eyes told me that he was smart, smart enough to understand me. His green eyes sparked with confusion, surprise, and maybe a little hope. So I was right he could understand me. Taking this as a good sign I cautiously scooted a little closer, and slowly reached out my hand to him. Okay, okay I know what you're all thinking. Is she crazy? Does she have a death wish? Well, no I don't. But maybe I wasn't thinking, let me rephrase that I wasn't thinking about me. I was however thinking about this poor guy, call it motherly instinct or whatever else you want, but I felt this intense need to help him. After what felt like forever but was most likely on a few seconds, he hesitantly stepped forward with his left leg and paused then heartily rubbed his nose into the palm of my hand, and I swear I saw him sigh as he sniffed my hand. Gently I stood up, as not to scare him, but he just recovered the distance I put between his nose and my hand, all the while his eyes glittered with glee. This could work, if he continued to follow my hand I could lead him to the house and try my best to treat his leg with the little first aid that I know.
Derek POV
Sweetie? Really? What did I look like a bunny rabbit? Oh okay so I actually thought it was extremely cute that she was trying to help me. And darn it! She was at looking me with those big blue doe eyes. Looking at her now I came to the sudden realization that she not only smelled beautiful, she was beautiful in every aspect of the word. She was a petite strawberry blonde, with ocean blue eyes, snow white porcelain skin, high cheek bones, and pink plump lips; she wore a white tank top that now had a light dusting of dirt, and black pajama bottoms with hello kitty faces all over, they were a bit long and the ends of the pant legs brushed the forest floor. All of the sudden her china doll hand was mere inches from my nose and without thinking I began to move closer to her hand that released a fresh wave of that mouthwatering scent. Noticing what I was doing I paused. Please don't be scared, please don't be scared. I chanted in my head. Peeking up at her I saw no fear in her eyes and with that vigorously began snuff in as much of her scent as I could. But then the hand moved away. No, both the wolf and I whimpered silently as I followed her hand through the woods only aware enough not to use my twisted paw. It wasn't until my front paws bumped into something, and looked around to see steps leading up to a door that opened into a mansion of a house. Shoot I have to get home Dad and Simon will freak, our first day of our new school is tomorrow and I need to sleep! With pain snaking up my leg and pooling in my heart I dash back home and farther away from that porcelain angel.
Chloe POV
So close, he was almost there and now he's long gone. Funny he was a wild animal, a wolf, I barely knew but at the sight of him bolting away from me I felt like crying. One telltale tear slipped down my cheek and I quickly swiped it away. Heaving a deep sigh I climbed the stairs into the kitchen leisurely locked the door and trudged up to my room. I knew I wasn't going to catch any more sleep, yet I was so mentally and emotionally tired that my body proved me wrong and I drifted into a dreamless sleep.
Morning (Chloe POV)
Why does it feel like night today? Something here is not right today. Why am I so uptight today?...
The radio alarm on my bed stand played Papercut by Linkin Park to wake me up and for some reason I feel like it's just foreshadowing the mood of my day. Paranoia. Rolling over to hit the snooze button as I clambered out of bed I saw the time 7:05! I have twenty minutes to shower, get dressed, eat, brush my teeth, and get to the bus stop on time! I flew around the house took the shortest shower in the history of mankind, ate the smallest breakfast of my life, and ran for the door. I skidded to a stop in front of the decorative mirror in the foyer; I was wearing denim skinny jeans, brown boots, a white t-shirt under a caramel colored button up sweater, my talisman that my deceased mother gave me for protect from ghosts, and my waist length strawberry blonde hair was in a surprisingly neat French braid. I had my generic backpack lung over my right shoulder, and I bolted out the door quickly grabbing my house keys on the way out and locking the door behind me. Then I ran for my life to the bus stop just in time to catch the school bus. Panting in exhaustion and relief I sank down into the nearest empty seat and placed my bag on the aisle seat peering out the window and letting the ride go by in a daze of sleepiness. School today was going to be just lovely.
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Filing sluggishly off the bus restraining from dragging my backpack behind me, kids are rushing past me and snap out of my drunken stupor joining them in the rush to get to my locker and then first period. So blinded was I by my haste that I slammed into something rock solid that if it weren't for the cozy warmth seeping from it that I would have thought it a wall not a person, a person whom had caught and steadied me with large callused hands after I barreled into them.
"S-s-sorry!" I stuttered but all I got in response was an undefined grunt. Indignantly I looked up as though I was going to give this guy a piece of my mind, which we all know I was either too nice or too shy to do, when my eyes meet familiar forest green eyes. Forest eyes. Impossible. But somewhere in the back of my mind I guess I always knew from the unnervingly smart and unnaturally green eyes to the almost resigned manor I had dealt with a werewolf last night. All of the sudden large fingers were snapping in front of my face, I had been staring. With another stuttered apology I dashed to my locker, exchanged my books, and on to first period, where my day proceeded to get worse.
"Pencils listo clase, it's time for your prueba," announced Señor Ramirez. I forgot all about the quiz, I'm already terrible at Spanish to begin with and not studying to that and I fail. Not to mention the new distraction of a certain green eyed werewolf.