When the bell rang, I was probably the first to jump out of their seat and race for the door.
Belle almost immediately caught up to me. I guess that's what I guess when my best friend is one of the stars of the cross country team.
"Why are you running away? You don't wanna walk with us?" She asked.
"If I'm being completely honest, no. No I didn't want to walk with you guys and hear how Mia thinks I should give Dom the time of day, and date him. I'm sick of her obsession with the popular crowd it's gut wrenching. All she wants to do is fit in. It's just... I don't know, annoying and stressful. And I really don't care about being part of the "in crowd," or even giving Dom a chance, even if he's being spectacularly nice lately and trying his hardest." I replied to her.
Belle sighed. I looked into her dark blue eyes while she looked back into my green ones.
"Belle, I really don't even want to talk about it. I'll try to give him a shot." I said, exausted and frustrated at this point.
"Well Krys, I really don't care what you do about Dom. I want you to be happy. And treated right! I could care less if you decide to date a popular idiot or some nerdy geek, or a bad boy or whoever the hell you want. Dom honestly doesn't deserve you and this whole situation is stressing you out, and I don't think that's healthy for you." Bell told me sympathetically.
"Yes, your right. I'm just... I'm just conflicted. Beacuse, Mia was right. I don't really have any other guy options at the moment..." I trailed off and under my breath grumbled, "...Or any human options that is..."
Bell looked at me quizzically. "Wait... What?" She put a hand over her mouth and laughed, like she was figuring something out. "I think I know what this is all about..." She paused again. "I can't believe I didn't notice it sooner. It's him isn't it?" She asked me while cocking her head to the side with a bright look on her face.
I blanched and my eyes widened, "What? It's who? Who are you talking about?" I asked.
"The wolf. Your wolf. You're in love with your wolf." She said with a happy tone and a smile on her face.
She shook her head up and down, her curls bouncing from the movement.
"Well, when I got inside I got ready for bed, and like always, proceded with my evening ritual, I went onto my roof to wait for him..." I paused taking a breath. Was I really going to tell her all of this?
Yes.
"He came running out of the woods like a mad-man, like he needed to get to me, to make sure I was alright. So naturally I asked why he was running. I spoke out loud of course, then realizing how stupid that was, because it wasn't like he could understand me, right? I asked if he was running to see me. He barked playfully and ran around in a circle, like he was saying yes. Then I asked why, it's not like he could think I'm pretty, I was a human he was a wolf, then he growled. As if that statement made him mad." I looked at Belle to see she was listening intently.
"That's when I realized he could understand me. So then I asked, Give me a howl if you understand me. For a second I was sure it wouldn't work. I was crazy to think it would. But he stared at me with those piercing blue eyes and then looked to the sky and howled. I was in shock. But my mind kept going, I asked him to Bark of your a boy, or growl of your a girl. He barked. Then I needed to guess his age, I told him to growl if I'm wrong and bark when I'm right. So I just guessed a bunch of ages... 16, 17, 18, 19, all answered with growls. Then I said 20, and he barked. Belle, I know you think I'm crazy but I'm not. This is real. This really happened." I whispered to her while looking down at the books in my hand.

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