I changed the point of view but not the writing tense. Sorry. I'm
getting really fed up with fanfiction. I'm sticking to original fiction
after this. This story is just so frustrating to me.
And now the story...
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Look at her. She acts so innocent and perfect. Giggling at all his jokes. Understanding more than half the stuff he talks about. Being who he wants. Inconsiderate bitch.
I'm his best friend. I'm the person he supposed to laugh with, the person he should be with. But *no*, she has to show up and ruin everything. Mary Goodwin. I could tear her throat out. Too bad I'm a good werewolf. Despite the fact that I'm stalking my best friend while he's on a date.
I really shouldn't be here. What if he sees me?
Uh-oh. They're about to kiss.
Mine!
"Merton?" I say as I step out of the shadows, trying to seem as if I'm just taking a walk through the park.
"Tommy? What are you doing here?" he asks standing, sounding curious and slightly anxious.
"Just thought I'd take a walk. What are you doing here? Who's your friend?" I ask nonchalantly, while trying to suppress the urge to wolf out at the sight of her.
"This is Mary Goodwin. The new girl in our English class," he replies. "Mary this is my friend, Tommy."
"Hi," she greets, waving shyly but not bothering to get up.
Like I'll buy that act. She's probably some evil...thing.
"Best friend." I correct. "So, what are you doing here?" I direct the question at Merton, completely ignoring little miss Mary.
"We were on a date," he says, gesturing with his eyes for me to get lost.
"Really?" I ask, feigning surprise.
"Um, yeah," he replies, blushing slightly and gesturing again for me too leave.
"Good for you, man!" I congratulate, clapping him lightly on the arm.
"Thanks," he says through slightly clenched teeth, still gesturing.
"Something wrong with your eye, man?" I ask in false concern and take a slight step closer.
"No there's..." he begins.
"Shh. Did you hear that?" I ask, looking off into the distance. "Sounded like...a scream. C'mon, Merton! Stay here, Mary!" I grab his arm and begin to drag him in the direction I'm looking.
"Tommy! What...?" he asks anxiously, resisting my pull.
"C'mon!" I urge and he finally gives in.
Just before I drag him off I look back to see Mary standing at the bench looking confused and slightly pissed off. I am so good. Once out of sight I wolf out.
I lead Merton into an alley a few blocks away, where I stop and make a show of looking around while Merton catches his breath.
"I coulda swore I heard a scream come from over here." I say acting confused and unwolfing.
"I don't see anything," he announces slightly breathlessly from beside me as he looks around the alley.
"Must've been my imagination." I say shrugging as I turn to him.
"Are you sure?" he asks looking up at me worriedly.
Beautiful eyes.
Before I can stop myself my hands are framing his face and my lips are on his.
So soft. His lips are so warm. I flick my tongue out to taste them and he gasps in surprise, allowing my tongue entrance into his warm, wet mouth. My tongue immediately begins to caress every inch of his mouth that I can reach. The taste is like the best thing. Like warm days and soothing rain. I groan loudly at the pleasure of it.
I feel hands press against my chest and fist into my shirt, pulling me slightly closer. The tongue beneath mine begins to dance slowly with my own, causing me to groan louder.
The kiss lasts eternity. It lasts a second. Either way it doesn't last long enough. I slowly pull back to look at the beloved face below mine.
I take one look at Merton's scared and confused expression. And run.
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That was...something. At least there was slash, however brief. Don't worry I'll continue. Review.
-- A.H.
And now the story...
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Look at her. She acts so innocent and perfect. Giggling at all his jokes. Understanding more than half the stuff he talks about. Being who he wants. Inconsiderate bitch.
I'm his best friend. I'm the person he supposed to laugh with, the person he should be with. But *no*, she has to show up and ruin everything. Mary Goodwin. I could tear her throat out. Too bad I'm a good werewolf. Despite the fact that I'm stalking my best friend while he's on a date.
I really shouldn't be here. What if he sees me?
Uh-oh. They're about to kiss.
Mine!
"Merton?" I say as I step out of the shadows, trying to seem as if I'm just taking a walk through the park.
"Tommy? What are you doing here?" he asks standing, sounding curious and slightly anxious.
"Just thought I'd take a walk. What are you doing here? Who's your friend?" I ask nonchalantly, while trying to suppress the urge to wolf out at the sight of her.
"This is Mary Goodwin. The new girl in our English class," he replies. "Mary this is my friend, Tommy."
"Hi," she greets, waving shyly but not bothering to get up.
Like I'll buy that act. She's probably some evil...thing.
"Best friend." I correct. "So, what are you doing here?" I direct the question at Merton, completely ignoring little miss Mary.
"We were on a date," he says, gesturing with his eyes for me to get lost.
"Really?" I ask, feigning surprise.
"Um, yeah," he replies, blushing slightly and gesturing again for me too leave.
"Good for you, man!" I congratulate, clapping him lightly on the arm.
"Thanks," he says through slightly clenched teeth, still gesturing.
"Something wrong with your eye, man?" I ask in false concern and take a slight step closer.
"No there's..." he begins.
"Shh. Did you hear that?" I ask, looking off into the distance. "Sounded like...a scream. C'mon, Merton! Stay here, Mary!" I grab his arm and begin to drag him in the direction I'm looking.
"Tommy! What...?" he asks anxiously, resisting my pull.
"C'mon!" I urge and he finally gives in.
Just before I drag him off I look back to see Mary standing at the bench looking confused and slightly pissed off. I am so good. Once out of sight I wolf out.
I lead Merton into an alley a few blocks away, where I stop and make a show of looking around while Merton catches his breath.
"I coulda swore I heard a scream come from over here." I say acting confused and unwolfing.
"I don't see anything," he announces slightly breathlessly from beside me as he looks around the alley.
"Must've been my imagination." I say shrugging as I turn to him.
"Are you sure?" he asks looking up at me worriedly.
Beautiful eyes.
Before I can stop myself my hands are framing his face and my lips are on his.
So soft. His lips are so warm. I flick my tongue out to taste them and he gasps in surprise, allowing my tongue entrance into his warm, wet mouth. My tongue immediately begins to caress every inch of his mouth that I can reach. The taste is like the best thing. Like warm days and soothing rain. I groan loudly at the pleasure of it.
I feel hands press against my chest and fist into my shirt, pulling me slightly closer. The tongue beneath mine begins to dance slowly with my own, causing me to groan louder.
The kiss lasts eternity. It lasts a second. Either way it doesn't last long enough. I slowly pull back to look at the beloved face below mine.
I take one look at Merton's scared and confused expression. And run.
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That was...something. At least there was slash, however brief. Don't worry I'll continue. Review.
-- A.H.