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Okay another short story about our werewolf buddy:
::The bell rang::
: razz hys-ed class was over for the day and it was time to get
changed back into school uniforms.::
::Eric took off his gym shirt, leaving just a sleeveless, white
undershirt.::
:: On his left shoulder was a tattoo of a sun, partially blocked
out by a moon.::
::Automatically, a hand dropped, right on the tattoo.::
::It was Chris.::
::"Hey,Pal, How's it going?"::Chris said with a smile::
::"Hey"::Eric replied, dryly::He looked down at Chris' hand and
realized his family crest had been covered::
::"So, uh, were you gonna warn me before you showed everyone
that our clan still exists?"::Chris asked, sarcastically::
::"Sorry, I wasn't thinking":: Eric said as he put on some "Axe"
deoderant and buttoned up his school shirt::
::"No big"::Chris said, patting him on the shoulder one more time::
::They both walked out of the locker room and towards their chemistry
class::
::Eric walked across the gym floor and, as he did, he saw Candace come
out of the girls' locker. He flashed her a warm smile and waved as he
left the room with Chris::
P.S. Replies to this post from Candace's side of the story will be in the journal of Shiia_Shindoji
 Aka_Saiyaku · Wed Nov 28, 2007 @ 02:53am · 0 Comments |
