Grace had slid into her new class, without too much more drama she had ditched the kitten’s wallet in a nearby trash can with ease. But now her hands fiddled with the whelps wallet, a pang  of guilt poured over her. He had protected her and she ...stole his wallet.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">”Well I stole it, might as well look at it.”</span>she thought to herself not really paying attention to the others. Gently she opened the wallet within her bag flipping through it she glanced at what looked like sibling photo, she couldn’t imagine him being anything related to the word small. But what did she know she was a half breed. Some cards that all repeated the same thing didn’t really grab her interest maybe later they would.  And then the baggies that made her curious, a habit of Harpies.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">”What are you into wolf boy?”</span>she thought to herself before taking out his driver’s license.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Jezz how many first names can a guy have?”</span>she thought to herself her mind going over the info on the card, her mouth making a hard line.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">”Oh what the hell, I’m keeping this”</span>she thought proudly to herself. gently she stuffed the card into her back jean’s pocket. closing her bag she tried to pay attention to her class but with a whoosh a girl practically fell over getting into class. Grace gave a half smiled and watched as she sat next to her.<br/><br/>“In a rush much?” she asked jokingly