A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows & BennyQ)
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				Title: <strong>A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BurningWillows</strong> on <strong>31-10-2016, 03:14:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://65.media.tumblr.com/30807feb60991958697de23c16bf074d/tumblr_oc4dx1EzxW1u7e9ijo1_1280.jpg)</div><br>Natalya Silvka was a tanned skin goddess. Or at least, she felt like one, stepping onto the sandy beaches of Whitewood - named for it's white barked birch trees- the sun glaring down in a cloudless sky. A beautiful day for a dip in the water, or a walk along the beach. And a beautiful day for the Russian teenager to strip down to her favorite black bikini and catch a few more rays before her classes started. She'd only been in British Columbia for a week now, and she was already tanner than anyone back home. Natalya had always been one for the outdoors though, and there was more than one reason for that.<br><br>Natalya was a werewolf. Born, not bitten. It was rare for a werewolf to be born female, since the gene was primarily male, but somehow Naty had. Of course, no one knew at first. Her mother, a single mom of an only child, left her father before Natalya had been born, and no one had bothered them until Natalya's sixteenth birthday, when the first signs had shown. At first she just picked fights at school, and fell into a rage. Then came the mood swings and sickness. All too soon Natalya was dealing with her first Change, alone and afraid. It wasn't long after that when her father had tried to get in touch, having obviously kept tabs on them. To find out his daughter was a wolf too had been a joy for him, but a curse for the teen. And when they had found out the pack had plans to take Natalya in an effort to keep their secret safe, threatening her mother's life in the process, the two girl's had packed up their lives and run. They had ended here, in North America. They had travelled here and there for a bit through America and then Canada, never settling. At least not until word got to them that the pack leader had been challenged and killed, and her father sat as leader now. He promised them safety, saying they could remain in North America as long as they moved and settled somewhere safe. They chose Whitewood, not just for its small town beauty, but being only a short trip from Vancouver city, hosting one of the largest supernatural communities in Canada. Here Natalya could blend in and thrive, without feeling chased or trapped. And so they had moved, finding a small two bedroom apartment with the last of their savings. Her father had sent money to help find a good house, but her mother had refused the guilt money, instead putting it into Natalya's education, getting her into the esteemed private school this town was built upon. As of next week she'd be starting at one of the finest private school's in the province, built along the beach.<br><br>In fact that school was only a block away and she was heading towards it now, wiggling her toes in the sand, letting the salty water wash over her toned legs. She had spoken to a few other wolves from the city upon moving here, and for once she felt normal within her skin. She was still far from understanding herself or her Changes, but at least she didn't feel like vomiting or breaking every bone in her body.<br><br>Shaking her head to rid such thoughts , she dropped her summer dress she had worn to the beach, and her sandals into the sand, then waded into the water. When she was deep enough she dived in, swimming out and letting the tide drag her back in. For several minutes she played in the water, finally stepping out only to continue on her way when a group of children crashed into the water, all screaming and squealing.<br><br>Passing by the school, she flung her wet blonde hair behind her shoulder as she looked up to it, noticing plenty of teens outside around tables, obviously on a lunch break. She had gone to public school in Russia, and she wasn't quite sure what private school in Canada would be like. As she passed she studied some of the faces, wondering if any of them would make good friends, if they were shallow, or perhaps like her, supernatural. So focused in her studies she wasn't paying attention to what was in front of her till her foot caught something and she fell forward. Instinct kicked in and she ducked and rolled before jumping up and righting herself, dusting sand off her wet skin.<br><br>"Sorry," she exclaimed, turning and seeing it was a girl whose foot she had tripped on, probably startling the teenager as much as she had surprised Naty. This girl was caramel in skin color, although not from the sun, and her hair was a beautiful black, a stunning color that framed her equally beautiful face. Natalya was taken aback a little at how pretty this girl was, and how her heart had begun to pick up in pace, her eyes taking a second glance...<br><br><em>What am I doing? She's a girl!</em><br><br>"You alright?" Natalya asked, her thick accent coming out, "I should have paid more attention."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>31-10-2016, 04:14:22</strong>
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				Rupinder Vera sighed for the eighth time that day as she got out of class to head for lunch. <br><br>Dropped off by her electrician of a father that morning, the seventeen year old felt uncomfortable, even if it was friday. They didn’t have to wear their school uniforms, but even in regular clothes she still felt awkward. In fact she felt uncomfortable with almost everything about her school. And about Whitewood. She had moved to this small community with her mom and pop only last year, possessing the academic requirements to attend the prestigious school that the town was based around. Whitewood High School, though most people simply referred to it as <em>the Academy</em>, was the most reputable school in the province, with small class sizes, intelligent teachers, and a strict curriculum that was ahead in many levels from public schools. Each year, they received thousands of applications from promising students. And each year, they only took two hundred.<br><br>Rupinder’s parents had been elated when her application, which they forced her to complete, was one of the few accepted that year for grade eleven.<br><br>Her grades were near perfect, having been an intelligent individual since her adolescent years. It didn’t help that her parents were also severely strict on her. Being an only child forced her to endure their full and utter attention on her and all her doings. Especially in regards to her schooling and marks. Scoring less than a ninety led to punishments, usually in the form of old fashion discipline with the belt or a ladle. Curfews, even when she was good, were always enforced upon her. She didn’t go out on weekends. She certainly could never have a boyfriend or even guy friends. In the traditional and conservative manner of her Indian ancestry, she was expected to study and be obedient. Few things in her life were under her direct control. Hell, she was even being threatened with arranged marriage the moment she graduated and got into a good college. All these pressures and lack of freedom had made Rupinder into a social recluse. And on some days, like this day, it really stung as she headed out for lunch.<br><br>Alone. <br><br>It was only September as well. Summer was still around. The day was beautiful, with clear skies and very sunny, though not overly hot. The nearby beach provided a constant background of noise as the water flowed and ebbed, which could be soothing in a way and frustrating at other times. It was Friday too, which meant most of the students, segregated naturally by gender, were dressed more carefree and relaxed instead of the rigid uniforms. There was still enforced rules for immodest clothing, but mostly everyone took advantage of the day to wear something loose or comfortable. Rupinder had chosen to wear tight fitted jeans with a long sleeved shirt, hugging her natural curves. Her sable hair was done up in a ponytail and her bright grey eyes keen yet unfocused. Despite her reclusiveness, Rupinder with her brown skin and features, was definitely a beauty. But it was something she rarely got to revel in and thus rarely tried to pretty herself up.<br><br>Her mind of course was in a usual state of despair and sorrow. She was new to Whitewood and had almost no friends at school. And despite being in school for almost a full week, she had yet to make any either. As she grew older, she found it more difficult to speak to others, finding them already indulging in their own cliques and groups. She also discovered that private schools possessed some of the most snobby and judgemental students as well, gloating their superior position and knowledge amongst their peers. She seemed to be the only Indian student as well and though she was born and raised entirely in Canada, those around her still saw her as an outsider in some ways. As she watched a group of girls laughing (she always found her eyes drawn to her fellow sex rather than the opposite), she didn’t notice the blonde who stumbled into her.<br><br>Rupinder gave a short gasp as her lunch was knocked out of her grasp though, causing it to spill out onto the floor. The usual response for such clumsiness should have been <em>watch what you’re doing, clutz</em>. Instead, Rupinder’s mouth opened with no sound as the girl who bumped into her executed an elegant roll and came to her feet with a grace that seemed all too…deadly. Like a stalking lion in the jungle. Beautiful fur and majestic appearance, but extremely fatalistic. The sight of it before her took her breath away, leaving her speechless for a second. Rupinder in fact felt suddenly afraid then, that to challenge the blonde’s clumsiness might in turn get her beaten up. The blonde was certainly no pushover, toned and capable clearly given how she recovered from her stumble. And Rupinder, being slender, was not much of a fighter. Yet she was surprised again when the girl, rather than picking a fight as Rupinder would have thought, asked her if she was alright. <br><br>“I’m fine.” Rupinder answered quietly, hugging one of her binders to her chest, as if it might protect her. The girl didn’t seem as if she was going to attack her, yet why then did she feel so vulnerable? It was like the blonde girl was peering into her heart and seeing all her secrets. Rupinder found herself intrigued though. This girl was like her in a way. An outsider. She clearly wasn’t from Canada judging by her accent, which Rupinder knew to be Russian. She found herself drawn to it in a curious way. Someone who had seen the wide world, whereas Rupinder had only been in Vancouver or in Whitewood. But did she even go to this school? “Are you new here? I haven't seen you before." Rupinder inquired, though she got down on one knee to begin cleaning up her spilled lunch to throw away. She didn't mind going hungry for the day. But the blonde had just knocked it out of her hand! Surely she should rebuke the girl. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BurningWillows</strong> on <strong>31-10-2016, 05:13:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://65.media.tumblr.com/30807feb60991958697de23c16bf074d/tumblr_oc4dx1EzxW1u7e9ijo1_1280.jpg)</div><br>Natalya felt bad, realizing she had knocked her lunch into the sand as well. She was a nice person at heart, even when her mother said she could get bossy at times. But here, this had entirely been her fault. Kneeling down, she tried to help, her wet hair dripping into the sand as more of it clung to her tanned skin. As she leaned closer to help, she was overwhelmed by the scent of this girl's skin, an intoxicating mix of something she couldn't quite put her finger on. Whatever fragrance it was, it made her heart speed up even more and she had to focus on the task at hand, trying not to feel flustered. It was odd for her, not only because she had never felt flustered around a girl, but because she had never felt nervous around anyone before, suddenly wanting this girl to keep paying attention to her.<br><br>"I'm sorry," she said again, handing her the ruined lunch, "I was here for a swim. Yes, I'm new. My mom and I, we moved in last week. I start school here on Monday."<br><br>English was not her first language, but she had worked hard to learn it, even if her accent sometimes made it hard to pronounce. Grabbing her sandals and dress she had dropped in the sand to help the young teen, she held her hand out to help her to her feet, "I owe you a lunch. Please. I have some change in my car, I can pay you."<br><br>Her car was actually the family car, an old silver corolla she shared with her mother and she had parked it a block away, in a parking lot of the only Mcdonald's in the town.<br><br>"Please, let me buy you a burger or something."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>31-10-2016, 05:54:32</strong>
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				Natalya wasn’t the only one stricken by having her senses overwhelmed by the other. Rupinder was glad of the girl’s presence and help, pathetic as it might seem, though she was simply glad to have someone giving her some attention. She noticed the girl’s wet hair and again her breath caught in her throat. The blonde’s hair was messy and dishevelled, yet Rupinder couldn’t help but notice it seemed to increase the girl’s beauty rather than take away from it. She smelled of sea and salt and Rupinder figured she must have been out swimming down at the beach. Despite living in full view of the ocean, Rupinder had never once gone down to it. Again, she felt a tang of envy at the freedom the blonde girl and mostly everyone else enjoyed. <br><br><em>New girl</em>. Just like Rupinder in a way. They finished cleaning up and Rupinder muttered a thanks as she took the girl’s hand to rise up, looking around for a garbage can to throw her soiled sandwich in. The girl’s offer though caught her by surprise. It was one thing to be given assistance, but getting two kind gestures in a day? Something felt…wrong, but Rupinder knew she couldn’t think that way anymore, especially if she wanted to make new friends here at Whitewood. Doubt and paranoia were her parent’s speciality. Rupinder wanted to experience a life without it ruling her every action. <br><br>Then she realized she was still holding the blonde’s hand. A blush came suddenly into her cheeks and Rupinder yanked her hand back suddenly, feeling embarrassed. <br><br>“You have a car…?” She inquired with a little curiosity and amazement. The blonde looked to be the same age as her and she was already driving? Rupinder looked around nervously for a moment before bringing her eyes back to the blonde. Well not directly. Rupinder found looking into the other girl’s eyes to be overwhelming, as if the whole world was spinning around them. No, she stared awkwardly at the girl’s throat. Such a slender, perfect throat it was…<br><br>Her stomach growled though at the presence of food, even if it was soiled. “Y-Yeah, sure. You don’t have to repay me you know.” Rupinder said, before slapping herself mentally. Why was she so confused and unfocused with this girl? “Hold on.” She found a bin to throw the garbage away, then returned to the blonde. The girl didn’t even go here! “I’m Rupi, by the way. Thanks for the, uh…burger I guess. So you’re starting on Monday? Why show up today?” She inquired, her natural curiosity always overcoming her nervousness. She wanted, and needed, to know everything. And this blonde looked like she had plenty to teach. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BurningWillows</strong> on <strong>31-10-2016, 06:58:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://65.media.tumblr.com/30807feb60991958697de23c16bf074d/tumblr_oc4dx1EzxW1u7e9ijo1_1280.jpg)</div><br>Natalya thought it cute she blushed, and wanted to laugh at her awkward display of yanking her hand away, obviously nervous. Naty, of course too, was nervous, but she hid it better, not wanting to seem silly. She noted how the girl was sitting and now standing in the grass, keeping a foot away from the sand the seemed to suddenly stop on the school line. Natalya had accidentally stepped from the sand to the grass when she tripped, and it embaressed her more of how little she had paid any attention.<br><br>"It's my mom's car," she explained, taking two steps back and digging her toes into the sand, "Let's go."<br><br>She paused, waiting as asked until the girl - Rupi - was ready, then stepped further into the sandy beach, waiting to see if Rupi stayed on the grass that eventually became a sidewalk bordering the beach, or if she would join.<br><br>"Yes, monday. And the school is along the beach, so I less meant to visit it, and more was just travelling along. It's quite a beautiful place to have a school, is it not?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>01-11-2016, 01:41:11</strong>
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				Rupinder felt even more awkward when the blonde didn’t reveal her own name, waiting for Rupinder to catch up. The caramel skinned girl still kept to herself a little bit, hugging her binder to her ample chest as she trudged along, walking half on the sand, half on the grass. Truthfully, she liked the sand better. It was soft and formed more of a cushion for her feet. She noticed too that the blonde was walking barefooted as well.&nbsp; It made Rupinder want to do the same, to feel the sand between her toes. <br><br>“Yes, it is very beautiful.” Rupinder said, glancing over her shoulder as they moved further and further away from the school. Should she be doing this, walking away with a stranger? Perhaps she was too trusting, but the girl had promised to right her wrong and purchase Rupinder lunch. It was better than going hungry and she was eager for companionship as well. <br><br>“I still cannot believe this is all real. It’s like a paradise. Not like the city, where its crowded and it smells. There’s too much drama there.” Rupinder replied. <em>And what, there isn’t any drama here?</em> “How long have you lived in Canada…?” Rupinder then inquired as they neared the parking lot, coming towards the blonde’s car. <br><br>There was something surreal about knowing someone who had their own vehicle. For one, they wouldn’t have to stay on school property during breaks and lunch. Nor would they have to ride the crowded bus, no different than the city ones. It didn’t matter if it belonged to the girl’s mother. The fact that she possessed it whereas Rupinder could barely get a few dollars from her own parents was something new and sensational. This blonde, with all her freedoms, was something extraordinary to Rupinder's restricted mind. 
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				Post by: <strong>BurningWillows</strong> on <strong>01-11-2016, 06:11:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://65.media.tumblr.com/30807feb60991958697de23c16bf074d/tumblr_oc4dx1EzxW1u7e9ijo1_1280.jpg)</div><br>Natalya continued walking in the sand as they got closer to her car, the soft breeze drying her skin. She listened, smiling softly at Rupi's words. She had never been to a school on this side of the planet, her mother home schooling her for those long months they had moved around.<br><br>"Only a few months," Natalya replied, "We moved from Russia after my birthday."<br><br>As they reached her car, she fished her keys out from under the back tire, winking at Rupi, "Don't tell. I should bring the keys with me, but I worry I'd lose them in the sand."<br><br>She opened the side door and bent to reach inside, leaving her bottom half sticking out of the car in a precarious way, as she fished for change in the glove compartment. When she found enough she pulled out and shut the door, holding a purse now too that she dropped the keys into.<br><br>"Just let me dress..." she mumbled, placing her purse on the trunk and wiggling into her sun dress to hide her bikini, her hair still wet, "I don't think I told you my name yet. I'm Natalya. Mother calls me Naty sometimes, if that is easier."<br><br>Her name rolled beautifully off her tongue with her accent, making it sound like a gorgeous word to match the beautiful blonde bombshell standing in front of Rupi.<br><br>"Ready?" she smiled, gesturing at the Mcdonald's ahead of them, "I could use a drink."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>03-11-2016, 02:33:48</strong>
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				Rupinder was utterly astonished by the blonde’s hiding place for her keys. She found herself glancing about fugitively, feeling the strange need for further secrecy and hiding in place of the blonde, who seemed entirely unphased about the possibility of having her car stolen if someone discovered her keys. Though in a way, hiding in plain sight was so uncommon that such a plan worked perfectly without risk of discovery. This woman grew more and more intriguing every moment, causing Rupinder to wonder what divine power placed her right in front of her. <br><br>Whoever it was, they teased Rupinder further when the blonde bent ever so elegantly at the waist to reach into her car, causing Rupinder’s cheeks to light up when she found herself staring at the wonderful curve. Her heart was thumping and her mouth hard to swallow with nervousness as the girl emerged, now going to dress. Rupinder had been so caught up with the woman’s mysterious ways, even forgetting her own safety in the matter that she had forgotten the woman was practically exposed beneath the neck. But what did she have to be ashamed of, possessing such a hot body. Rupinder felt herself growing more discomfortable every second. Not out of some envy of self-competition with the blonde. She just…didn’t want to accept it by giving it physical thought in her mind. Perhaps it’ll just go away on its own.<br><br><em>Natalya.</em> That was her name. A very beautiful name, Rupinder had to admit, when she spoke it. It suited her utterly. “Nice to meet you, Natalya.” Rupinder stated, not using the nickname despite being offered it. Were they close already then? They had barely known one another for five minutes. Rupinder felt it speedy to jump to such a state. And as often stated, haste makes waste. Rupinder wanted none of this to go to waste. But she didn’t want to seem too eager either. Her mind, trapped between these two ends, refused to come up with a solution. Why was the blonde making her so sluggish inside? <br><br>The way Natalya spoke of a drink made it seem as if they were getting beers, though Rupinder had never had one. “I’ll…just take a water. You don’t have to buy me a whole meal. Maybe just some fries.” She answered. They went inside and got whatever food they needed, Rupinder placing her bag in a booth to reserve for them when they received their order. She couldn’t seem to look the other girl in the eye, fearing the enticing glance the woman had. She was unaware of her own effect, given her keen grey eyes. They helped shroud the every grinding mind inside. <br><br>“You must know some people if you got into Whitewood without even being in the country for a half year. It takes months to get your application reviewed.” Rupinder pondered aloud, trying to gleam more of this girl’s background, if she’d give it up. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>BurningWillows</strong> on <strong>03-11-2016, 16:58:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://65.media.tumblr.com/30807feb60991958697de23c16bf074d/tumblr_oc4dx1EzxW1u7e9ijo1_1280.jpg)</div><br><br>Leaving her wet hair down to dry she locked the car and moved forward, guiding Rupi towards the Mcdonald's front door. She noticed the girl went for her full name over her shorter nickname and she wondered why. Most couldn't pronounce her name properly here, either butchering its pronouncment, or calling it worse entirely. Her mother had picked up calling her Naty years ago, and it seemed the easier name to give people here as well. Of course, Natalya didn't mind hearing Rupi say it. She didn't butcher her name, nor say it funny. It slipped off her tongue beautifully, and the sound of her name coming from this girl gave Naty a small shiver. She wasn't quite sure why, but she wanted to hear it again.<br><br>"Are you sure?" she asked as they reached the counter, looking to her, "I have a twenty, it's no problem."<br><br>A few people gave her stares, mostly noticing her thick accent. Since arriving in Canada she had noticed that people treated her differently once she started to speak. Sure she was a gorgeous teen with curves in all the right places, but people here seemed wary or nervous around an foreign accent. Even now, in the Mcdonald's, those who casted glances at her hadn't cared when she first walked in.<br><br>"Can you, um, find us a seat?" she asked, feeling judged by those in line around them. As the lady asked for her order she prattled off what was needed, before moving to wait for her order. It took five minutes before she found Rupi and sat down with a tray piled with stuff. There was a water bottle and a soda, of which Naty took the soda and handed Rupi her water. Then she gave her a cup of fries, and handed her a cheeseburger.<br><br>"I know you said just fries, but I spilt your whole lunch," she pushed it towards her, "So eat."<br><br>Left on the tray for Natalya was two Big Mac combos with fries, two snack wraps, and a salad. It looked like enough for three people, but Naty wolfed it all down alone, happy to feel full after a pleasant dip in the water. As they ate they talked, and Naty grew a little nervous when Rupi brought up her acceptance to Whitewood. Naty had heard about its rep, and so had her father. He had bought his way in, she was sure, the pack being nothing short of money. Still the fact he'd never been around, and he probably never would be, thinking money and a phone call would suffice, irritated Natalya to no end. She had been happy as an only child to a single mom. To find out her father was alive, doing well, and unaware of your existence was hard on the young werewolf.<br><br>"I, uh, know some people," she shrugged, "or I guess my family does. I needed a school, and mom doesn't like the busy cities so here we are."<br><br>It was almost a lie. Her mother didn't mind cities, it was Natalya who had problems with them. With her gift she was able to hear and sniff from easily a mile or more off. When packed into a noisy city, full of people and cars, it gave Natalya a pounding headache and sore ears, not wanting to here it all again. So her mother had decided on town life, and thus they were here.<br><br>"How'd you get in?" she asked, munching on her salad as she switched topic, eager to get it off herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>03-11-2016, 22:43:31</strong>
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				Rupinder didn’t know what to say, or think. Natalya seemed to live a whole different side of life than the dusky skinned girl ever knew. She had freedom of movement, freedom of money and entertainment. At school is where Rupinder ever got to be alone, free of strict discipline and oversight by her parents. But it wasn’t much. The lunch hour allowed her to explore, but it was never enough time. And anything she did learn always seemed to gnaw at the back of her mind, never to be fully achieved or known as she never got to follow up on it. Natalya was today’s mystery, in more ways than one. Would Rupinder even see her again? She did say she was going to Whitewood next week. <br><br>All Rupinder had for lunch was a measly sandwich. She didn’t feel fries and a cheeseburger, small as it was, suited her. She felt even more out of place when Natalya got two combos for herself, which she promptly dug into. Rupinder could only watch in astonishment, one fry half in her mouth as she gazed with wide eyes. When Natalya looked at her however to answer her earlier question, Rupinder quickly blushed and looked away, munching her fry down. How did the blonde managed to stay so thin and fit when she ate so much? There was something…different about her. Rupinder could feel it. <br><br><em>How’d you get in?</em> “Well…I studied and scored top marks on the entrance exam. Didn’t you?” Rupinder answered, a little shyly as she never liked to discuss her smarts and intelligence. She felt there was little way to speak about your education without sounding condescending in some way. But in truth, she felt as if Natalya had condescended to her. Rupinder had studied her ass off. Natalya got in by knowing someone. It simply did not feel fair in a way, but of course Rupinder was used to unfairness. It wasn’t as if she had a choice. Do the test or deal with her parents wrath and disappointment. <br><br>Rupinder sighed, hating the fact she just depressed herself thinking of returning home to be locked down inside that gilded prison. Her parents expected her to turn out as they did, hard working, rich…and lacking in any social life. She wondered then what sort of parents Natalya might have. “I don’t like the city either.” She said, agreeing with Natalya’s mother. “It stinks. It’s crowded. It’s quiet here. You can actually hear your heart beating at times, unlike the city which never sleeps. I wish I could explore it more.” <br><br>She turned and with sharp grey eyes, looked hard at Natalya. “I’m sure you found some interesting places. Does your mom like it here? What does she do? And your dad?” Rupinder inquired, munching on another fry. Her cheeseburger was still untouched. Indians were technically vegetarians, though Rupinder rarely adhered to it. Then again, she didn't eat much to begin with. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BurningWillows</strong> on <strong>04-11-2016, 04:25:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://65.media.tumblr.com/30807feb60991958697de23c16bf074d/tumblr_oc4dx1EzxW1u7e9ijo1_1280.jpg)</div><br>Natalya didn't even realize a girl her size shouldn't be eating so much. She was used to meals with her mother, and her mother never commented on her stomach size, knowing Naty by her nature burnt off quite a few calories in a day<br><br>"Sorry," she eased up, noticing the look Rupi was giving her and came up with an excuse, "No breakfast."<br><br>She finished her second burger and washed it down with some soda, listening to her response. Her cheeks turned pink as she realized right then what kind of school her father had gotten her into, and how odd she'd stick out right now if she told the truth.<br><br>"Uh, yeah, of course," she nodded, knowing that lie would probably bite her back later on. Her marks were never stellar, and Natalya was starting to worry she wouldn't make it very long in this school, "I'm sure your marks were better though."<br><br>Looking down, she busied herself with her lunch, trying to not look like the idiot she felt she was. She looked up again and caught those grey eyes staring as Rupi spoke. Another tough question, another unsure answer.<br><br>"Not really. I mean a little, but no where all that fascinating. And yeah, my mother does like it here. She's always liked town life," those were the easy questions and now she scrambled for something to say, feeling more embarrassed as the truth tumbled out, "Uh she doesn't have a job. Yet. I'm...I'm sure she'll get one. And I don't...I don't have a dad. He's uh, dead."<br><br>Naty looked to the door, desperate for escape now. She hadn't even started school yet, and she knew she was already going to have difficulties. Not to mention the obstacle of trying to even speak English. She'd started learning it a little over a year ago, and her mother and her had gotten good, but not amazing at it. If these children were all so smart, in no time they'd realize that she was just average. An average teen with not so average DNA.<br><br>"Well I should probably get home," she muttered suddenly, abandoning the last of her fries, and grabbing her drink, the rest eaten, "And I'm sure you have school work."<br><br>She went to get up, noticing a few kids stepping in. The oldest one could easily be in college and the youngest was Naty's age. She could smell death on all of them.<br><br>"C'mon, I'll walk you back to school," she motioned, wanting to get Rupi out here. The wolves she had talked to had warned Natalya of other supernaturals. It hadn't come as too much a shock that other species existed - if werewolves could, why not the rest? - but they had warned her that not everyone liked werewolves, and crossing paths with such people could lead to nasty encounters or worse. She grabbed Rupi's hand and her burger, juggling it along with her drink as she pulled Rupi up, trying to get them out.<br><br>"Thought I smelt mutt," one voice sneered and she turned, realizing too late they had zoned in on her table, her focus too busy on getting Rupi out then on where they were heading.<br><br>"Look I don't want trouble," she exclaimed, holding her hands up with a burger in one and drink in the other, "Me and my friend were just leaving."<br><br>"Scared are we?" another laughed lowly, "Can't handle our...taste for things?"<br><br>She swallowed dryly. Were they really picking a fight in public? In front of Rupi?<br><br>"Actually my friend just needs to get back to her classes," she retorted, "You know, at the school? Normal people actually have lives and don't waste their time picking fights with strangers."<br><br>"Whose to say your normal?" the oldest one gloated, "Smell more like a mangy mutt, than a person. And dogs aren't allowed in restaurants last time I checked."<br><br>"Well then good thing I'm leaving," she growled, and her upper lip&nbsp; pulled back, revealing one sharp canine to him. Luckily Rupi was behind her and couldn't see, "Now excuse us."<br><br>She shoved the boys aside with her elbows, forgetting her own strength, and knocking them all back a few feet. Grabbing Rupi's hand before any of them could come after her, she dragged her out and opened her passenger seat, forcing Rupi in.<br><br>"Just get in, I'll drive you," she exclaimed, shutting the door and running to her side, jumping in the car. The door behind them banged open as the boys scrambled to catch up. Turning her car on, she veered out of the parking lot quickly, driving the opposite way of the school.<br><br>"Sorry about that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>06-11-2016, 01:40:49</strong>
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				Rupinder paused in the act of chewing when Natalya answered her first question. The delay was more than enough to inform the teen that Natalya was lying. She didn’t get in the traditional way through good grades. No, she had gotten hooked up. Which meant her mother or father knew certain people high up. Rupinder didn’t question it. It only served to reinforce her suspicion that Natalya was indeed different than others, especially when confronted with her family’s condition. Mother was unemployed, but that was expected when moving to a new town. Surely if they were rich enough to garner entrance to Whitewood, they could surely make ends meet for a while until employment was found. Then Natalya promptly informed, with the same hesitation as before, that her father was dead.<br><br>So who was the money maker then? Natalya grew stranger by the moment. Or perhaps it was Rupinder who was wrong, being confronted with so many perfect cover stories that she believed everyone in Whitewood had one. “I’m sorry to hear. I didn’t mean to pry.” Rupinder answered. She saw that Natalya was upset, looking away, perhaps even wanting to leave. <em>Stupid, stupid Rupi!</em> She condemned herself. What did she know of social interactions, locked down all the time? <em>Look what’ve you done. You pried too much and hurt her…</em><br><br>She nodded to the suggestion of returning to school now, a deep panging sensation in her chest. This new girl could have been a friend, yet Rupinder had gone and offended her. She left her own fries behind as well, taking the wrapped up cheeseburger with her to eat on the way. Rupinder at first took little stock in the newcomers, simply following Natalya with a sullen expression, upset by what she had done to the blonde. But when the kids confronted them, Rupinder’s eyes lit up with a trace of fear…and fury. She didn’t like fighting, but the way they simply attacked Natalya for apparently no reason was infuriating.<br><br>It was quite a…strange confrontation. Rupinder found herself confused more than scared now. What did they mean normal people? Was there something wrong with Natalya that Rupinder was picking up on? How did these people know, given she had only been here a short time? Now there were more questions that needed answering. Something was definitely wrong in Whitewood, but Rupinder could do nothing as of yet, her hand seized and tugged out the door behind the blonde, knocking them aside as if they were feathers in the wind. Thankfully, no one made any grabs at her though Rupinder thought she could feel their intentions snaking around her like icy hands on her neck and shoulder. What was Natalya getting in to? Was Rupinder getting caught up in it as well? In the bustle of their escape, her burger was knocked from her hand and left behind. <br><br>“I thought we were walking?” Rupinder asked as she was shoved into the passenger seat, before realizing they were being pursued. “What’s going on? Natalya?” Rupinder demanded, feeling the fear set in again. She glanced out the window and saw the kids coming after them, with evil intentions written all over them. Rupinder knew enough what could happen to girls like her if caught by the wrong crowd. “Natalya?” Rupinder demanded more frantically, though the blonde managed to get in and they sped away safely. But then she realized they were heading away from the school!<br><br>“You’re going the wrong way! Stop!” Rupinder shouted, ignoring the apology. How could she be calm, having been thrown into some weird, unexpected turmoil that she never experienced before in her quiet life. Bumped into by a foreign girl, offered lunch, and then suddenly beset by angry looking boys. And Rupinder recalled then that she had seen them before, at Whitewood High School. Apparently this little squabble wasn’t over yet, she feared. “What happened back there, Natalya? Do you know who they were? And where are you taking me? Let me out, I can walk to school.” Rupinder snapped, unable to pick a topic and stick with it. She glanced over at Natalya driving and without warning, reached over and grabbed her wrist.<br><br>“Stop the car. I want to get out.” She said more firmly. “Or stop the car and tell me what the <em>fuck</em> is going on?” Rupinder said, her eyes locked on Natalya's. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BurningWillows</strong> on <strong>06-11-2016, 15:27:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://65.media.tumblr.com/30807feb60991958697de23c16bf074d/tumblr_oc4dx1EzxW1u7e9ijo1_1280.jpg)</div><br>Natalya felt bad the minute she pulled away, hearing Rupis panicked words. Great. She had just ruined any friendships she had tentatively made here. Before she could do U turn a hand grabbed her wrist and sent an electric current up her arm, just the skin contact alone making her shiver. She'd never felt such a thing and her heart picked up a pace, her breath holding as she desperately tried to focus on the road and turn around. <br><br>"I'm trying," she exclaimed, getting more nervous at the girl next to her yelling and snapping. She would have loved to drop Rupi off then and there and be done with it, but those boys were still out there, and Rupi didn't need that kind of trouble. <br><br>She successfully turned around and raced to the school, ignoring the questions and demands as she revved into the parking lot and hit her brakes, unlocking the car. <br><br>"School," she choked out, looking dead ahead instead of glancing at Rupi. Her reaction was stressing Naty and she could feel the familiar dull tug in her stomach, her body preparing to Change to protect herself. She fought it back, swallowing vile and just hoping the dark haired beauty beside her would get out. As if to entice her the bell rang, signifying the end of lunch. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>08-11-2016, 03:26:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://bollywoodmoviereview.in/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/amy-jackson.jpg)</div> <br>People were looking as the car roared into the parking lot and came to an abrupt stop. Rupinder suddenly felt like she didn’t want to be here now, despite her earlier concerns. “School.” She repeated, acknowledging their arrival…yet she made no move to get out of the car just yet. Her arms were about her bag, staring straight forward as she tried to comprehend what the hell just happened in the past hour. Ignoring the other students glancing at them, she turned her head towards Natalya…<br><br>And gasped at what she saw.<br><br>“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be so rude.” Rupinder suddenly remarked, reaching out to tap Natalya’s knee in an apologetic gesture, though she quickly withdrew her hand when she realized just how intimate that was. Something was wrong with Natalya though. She looked pale and sick, her neck seemingly shifting as she tried to swallow something. Was she ill? Frightened perhaps? She had stood up so bravely to those boys who were so much more imposing than she was so Rupinder doubted that. But something was definitely wrong.<br><br>“Natalya…” Rupinder said softly, glancing around quickly and despite the bell ringing, she still made no move to get out. “Are you alright? You look sick. You should go see a doctor or something…or maybe go home? I’ll see you Monday if you…want to hang out again.” Rupinder murmured, not knowing how the blonde might take that. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BurningWillows</strong> on <strong>08-11-2016, 16:45:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://65.media.tumblr.com/30807feb60991958697de23c16bf074d/tumblr_oc4dx1EzxW1u7e9ijo1_1280.jpg)</div><br>Natalya was seeing the last of the other kids going into the school and wondering why Rupi was still sitting in her car. Suddenly a hand touched her knee and she jumped in her seat, visibly surprised as she looked down at the retracting hand, and her hands shook, her bones shifting. She needed to get home and quick.<br><br>"it's fine, I understand," Naty muttered, "I didn't mean for us to run in to some jerks. You should really get into your classes. Don't want your marks to drop or anything."<br><br>She looked down and scolded herself internally. Did she have to be mean? The start of the Change was making her mood miserable, and having been yelled at all the way over hadn't helped. But that didn't mean Rupi deserved to be insulted. The girl had never asked for Natalya to come about and ruin her lunch, or get her into trouble.<br><br>"I'm sorry," she sighed, "Yeah...sick. That's probably it. You're right. I'll go home. Mom's not home till late, the house will be quiet."<br><br>And empty.<br><br>"Monday...yeah," she gulped, feeling her skin crawling as she tried to hold on. Stress was forcing her Change, and she could NOT Change in public. The second bell rang, signalling that classes had started and Rupi was late.<br><br>"You better head in."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>10-11-2016, 00:45:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://bollywoodmoviereview.in/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/amy-jackson.jpg)</div> <br>Rupinder didn't care about school at that moment. She didn't care about those kids or how badly she might be docked marks for her tardiness. The girl beside her had done Rupinder a kindness where in turn she could have snubbed and laughed at Rupinder's misfortune. Now something was wrong with Natalya. Something waa troubling her. And Rupinder wanted to help.<br><br>"Natalya..." Rupinder started to say, not believing the blonde's reassurances. But the way the other girl snapped at her made Rupinder shut her mouth. This girl was no push over. She was strong and clearly capable of handling matters. Heck she could probably throw Rupinder out of the car if she wished. There was no point sticking around and Rupinder felt the longer she stayed the more the danger grew. What danger or threat there was though she could not tell.<br><br>"I'll see you monday then. Get better soon. Maybe...look me up?" Rupinder suddenly added awkwardly, feeling a blush in her cheeks. She didn't want the day to end like this! Natalya seemed kind and intelligent in a way, not to mention...attractive. In a way Rupinder felt she could never be. Opening the door Rupinder climbed out, slung her bag over a shoulder and looked back once with a soft smile before heading in doors. <br><br>She arrived two minutes late to class, which was unacceptable by Whitewood standards. She had to publically apologize for "interrupting" the class, write an apology note to the teacher, and sit at the front. Rupinder endured it all without a single thought of anger towards Natalya. She sat down afterwards but throughout the rest of the afternoon...she barely paid attention. Only when the bell rang at the end of the day did she realize...one of the boys from earlier was in her class. And he was grinning at her evilly. Rupinder quickly packed up her things and tried to leave as fast as possible.<br><br>He followed her.<br><br>Rupinder could feel the predatory gaze on her back as she tried to march down the halls and out the building. <em>Papa should be waiting... </em> Or at least she hoped. She glanced over her shoulder again and he was still there! Following at a modest distance. This time he snarled and chuckled to himself, showing off his teeth. Was he...going to bite Rupinder? She made it outside and began to walk faster. A second glance showed the boy had been joined by his friends. They were all looking at her. Rupinder froze in place. <em>Oh no...</em><br><br>"Rupinder!" Her father called from his car. Rupinder let out a sigh of relief. Thank the gods! She had never been more happier to see her strict, unsmiling father and quickly rushed over. Thankfully the boys did not follow.<br><br>And when she got home, she checked all her only avenue of social media to see if Natalya had tried to contact her...
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BurningWillows</strong> on <strong>11-11-2016, 18:44:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://65.media.tumblr.com/30807feb60991958697de23c16bf074d/tumblr_oc4dx1EzxW1u7e9ijo1_1280.jpg)</div><br>Natalya had struggled with herself all the way home, holding down her Change until she got inside and locked herself in her basement. Her mother had let her have the whole basement to herself, fashioning it into a mini bedroom/bacholer suite. It had been nice of her, and for the past several days Naty had painted her walls and cieling black and added white stars and a moon. She wasn't an amazing artist, but she was better than most, and her basement looked stunning now. It was still unfinished, but it was hers. And now it would contain her. The walls were all concrete and her mother had changed the door to solid steel within the wood, adding extra locks. If Natalya forced it enough it would open, she was sure, but it was enough to deter her.<br><br>Hours later, Natalya lay on the unfinished concrete floor of her basement, panting but human again. It had taken a lot out of her, and she had paced for hours as a light blonde furred wolf in her room.<br><br>Now she tried to breath as she held her phone up to look at it, wondering if she should indeed message Rupi. She was probably already home and working on homework, or eating supper. Thinking about that, Naty's own stomach growled and she abandoned her phone for dinner. When she returned downstairs her clock said it was almost seven and she wondered when her mother would come home. Scooping up her phone and flouncing on her bed she stared at the screen longer, wanting to message Rupi but not sure what to say.<br><br>Finally she typed out a short message and sent it, knowing it was pathetic but a start.<br><br><strong>Hey.</strong> it read, <strong>Hope you made it to class alright. Sorry about the drive. Wasn't feeling well.</strong><br><br>Naty sighed, hoping it was enough.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>14-11-2016, 05:29:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://bollywoodmoviereview.in/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/amy-jackson.jpg)</div> <br>The lack of any message depressed Rupinder for a time and she sullenly turned to her weekly homework after that, dressing herself down into sweat pants and a tank top as she lay upon her bed and read her textbooks. Yet much to her surprise and great excitement, there came the rumble of notification, indicating a message had come in. She knew it could easily been some creepy boy looking to get in her pants or just some boring relative from abroad, but her heart certainly skipped a beat when she saw who it was from.<br><br>Rupinder’s lips spread in a smile as she opened up her laptop and read the message. Like any giddy teen she was quick to reply, her fingers flying out over the keyboard. <strong>Hey! Yes, everything went well.</strong> She lied, thinking about the very same boys following her after class. She didn’t want to alarm Natalya and perhaps prove she was capable of taking care of herself. The blonde bombshell of a girl looked so formidable it made Rupinder a little envious. And fuzzy inside when she thought of it. <br><br><strong>I hope you are feeling much better. No need to apologize. It was actually quite fun. My life is quite boring you see. I’m excited to see you Monday at school.</strong> She added, before pausing and thinking for a moment. She thought about asking Natalya to hang out that weekend as well, though she didn’t know what to say without coming off as weird. Rupinder rarely attended any social functions, thus having a certain lack of education in regards to certain norms. She was book smart, but not very street smart unfortunately. <strong>You got any plans for the weekend? Did you get your schedule from school? Maybe…we have some classes together.</strong> Like perhaps…physical education. Rupinder felt her cheeks flush and a tingle rattle in her lower abdomen when she thought about Natalya…in the girl’s locker room. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BurningWillows</strong> on <strong>17-11-2016, 20:35:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://65.media.tumblr.com/30807feb60991958697de23c16bf074d/tumblr_oc4dx1EzxW1u7e9ijo1_1280.jpg)</div><br>Natalya was surprised at the quickness of her message. She smiled though, seeing that Rupi seemed alright through her messages. And a little ecstatic it seemed too. She smiled, typing back although not as quickly. It was nice that she may have just made a friend.<br><br><strong>I think it's just the flu, I'll be fine,</strong> she lied, feeling bad about doing so, <strong>Plans? Well no. But I did get my schedule. What classes are you taking?</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>18-11-2016, 01:29:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://bollywoodmoviereview.in/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/amy-jackson.jpg)</div> <br>The flu, Natalya said. Rupinder felt a panging in her chest. Was that a lie? It felt like a lie, though she wasn’t about to call Natalya a liar. The girl showed an interest in Rupinder where most did not, or simply could not. She did however become excited at the prospect of potentially sharing classes with Natalya and once more her fingers flew across the keyboard as she messaged the blonde back. <br><br><strong>Math, first period. PE, second. Chem, third. Lunch. English and Literature, fourth, and History last. You?</strong> Rupinder replied. However, her parents began to call her down and she frowned as she was pulled away from the computer. But she knew it wasn’t the last she would see of Natalya.<br><br>On Monday Rupinder arrived at school bright and early, dressed in the school’s mandated uniform. A long skirt fell down past her knees, while she wore a white buttoned shirt from her waist right to her neck. Modesty was something the school pressed on its female students and pulling the skirts too far up or even unbuttoning the top of their collar shirts could earn them a day in detention. It seemed almost cruel to Rupinder to enforce such dress codes on its student, with rigorous disciplinary action. Of course, she did not realize it then but she had a secret desire to look upon the other girls with a lust. <br><br>Is that why she fell for Natalya so strongly, having come before her with her torso exposed to a girl who normally didn’t see such things? It had swept Rupinder off her feet. It gave her dreams all through the weekend, ones she did not understand and refused to understand, or even to acknowledge the wetness between her legs every time she did wake up. But now it was Monday and she would have to see the blonde again. Her heart beat in her chest as if she was afraid.<br><br>But of course she would soon have reason to be afraid, for she forgot that one of the boys from Friday, with cruel smirks and sneering expressions, entered into her class and sat down at the back, smiling towards Rupinder. Yes, not only was there new excitements, but also new fears. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BurningWillows</strong> on <strong>19-11-2016, 06:16:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/91/72/68/91726834408838cf745ac4621d0f5491.jpg)</div><br>Naty read and rolled off her bed to grab the time sheet pinned to the large cork board sitting on the wall overtop her wooden nightstand next to her queen size bed. Other than those three pieces of furniture, Natalya owned very little besides the clothing in her suitcase that still lay on the floor, having yet to get a dresser or wardrobe. In fact her small bachelor suite was nothing more than the few pieces of furniture in the corner, the painted walls, and the concrete floors with the plastic lain down to keep paint from staining. And of course the small door leading into her ensuite bathroom complete with shower. It was a little empty, but Natalya had plans to fill it once she could find a way to afford it. Which could be awhile.<br><br>Flopping back on the bed, she typed out her schedule and hit send, <strong>Mine says Mathematics, Gym, History, Lunch, English and Literature, and Biology. We may have one class together, yes?</strong><br><br>Natalya wasn't too sure what <strong>PE</strong> meant, but she could guess that her first class and fourth were similar to Rupi's. But were they in the same class? Surely there was more than one teacher and class for each subject in the day. Maybe they didn't. She was going to ask what teacher's Rupi might have but the girl never replied. After ten minutes she put her phone down for homework. After a few hours she sighed and gave up waiting, leaving her phone to head upstairs and make herself dinner. When her mother got home, they each spoke about their days before bed. Natalya left out Rupi and those boys she had run into, only talking about the beach and her Change.<br><br>"<em>Well I have good news,</em>" her mother said in fluent Russian after asking if Naty was alright from her Change, "<em>I found a job! It is in the city though, but it will pay for this house and our finances my daughter. We won't struggle.</em>"<br><br>"<em>Sounds too good to be true. What is it mother?</em>" Natalya asked, sitting down on the couch with her. The house was bare like her basement suite bedroom, with pieces of furniture here and there but no real substance, decor, or anything making it feel...homely. When they had fled Russia they had lost all of that.<br><br>"<em>A lawyer's assistant. An entry level, almost secretary job, but it will pay our bills.</em>" her mother explained. Before Natalya was born her mother had been taking law school in hopes of becoming a lawyer. Unfortunately before she could finish her whole degree she had become pregnant. Still, with her schooling, Naty was thrilled to know she had found a job within her wanted profession.<br><br>"<em>That's amazing mother. You will love it, I am sure.</em>"<br><br>"<em>I will. But it does mean long days, some nights, and daily commutes to the city. I will be gone before you wake for school and back for late dinners, or late nights. We will get weekends though my dear Naty. Will you be okay alone that much?</em>"<br><br>"<em>I'm seventeen mother. I will be fine.I think I may even have a new friend!</em>"<br><br>They talked a bit more than both retired to bed, planning their weekend out. The next two days whizzed by as her mother and her did plenty of shopping for groceries, a T.V and new bed for her mother, and a plant for the living room to make it feel less bare all within Vancouver. By Monday morning Naty was excited to get to school and hopefully run into Rupi again. Just thinking about her smile, and those eyes gazing at her was making Natalya blush and grin. That grin was quickly wiped away when she got one look at herself in the mirror with the school uniform. Natalya might not be one for girly things, but even the werewolf could tell when something just looked...bland on her. And this sat in all the wrong places. Groaning at the awful look, she pulled up at the skirt until it was high at the waist, tucking the white blouse in. Now the skirt ran down to her thigh, showing off her long toned legs. Next she buttoned the the dark blazer given to her, but only buttoned two of them right at the waistband of the skirt, leaving the rest of her blouse and skirt to show. It looked...better.<br><br>"Just this collar," she cursed, hating how tight it was as she undid the top two buttons. Satisfied she grabbed her bag with her notebook and new textbooks and headed out, having to walk to school as her mother no longer had the rental car she had the day before.<br><br>Reaching school, Naty was prepared for the stares and odd looks as she walked down the hall. She was the new girl after all. No where in her mind did she think her choice on how she wore her clothing was having an impact. Her eyes never landed or lingered on anyone, just gazing past the sea of faces as she tried to pick out just one. The stares and whispers weren't unnoticed though, and Naty slowly began to grow hot as her cheeks turned pink, unused to this amount of eyes on her. Feeling warm she undid another button on her blouse, exposing more of her chest but still nothing of her cleavage. Steeling herself, she tried to keep her chin high, until she found herself outside her first classroom.With a nervous stomach she opened the door and stepped inside, as the whole class looked at her. Her eyes caught the boy first and her nostrils flared. What the hell was he doing here?<br><br>Then her eyes moved closer and she saw...Rupi. Her heart skipped and her stomach became even more nervous as she remembered Rupi's last text was on Friday. What if she didn't like the blonde anymore? What if she realized being friends with the new girl wouldn't help her make friends. Was Rupi popular? All these questions buzzed through Natalya's head as she just stood there, awkward and unmoving.<br><br>"Well you must be Natalya," a male voice behind her made her jump and spin, clutching her books to her chest as she stared at a well dressed man in his late forties, looking calm but intrigued, "I can see you got liberal with your outfit Miss Sill-ve-ka. Perhaps you should read your introductory program we emailed you a little more thoroughly tonight. We do not tolerate showing skin where it is not needed."<br><br><em>Shit,</em> she swore internally, thinking about how silly she must look to the rest of these smart kids. Inside she knew she didn't belong at this school. She probably never would. Another thought passed her that she was facing the teacher, meaning everyone was getting a great view of not just her bare legs, but her curvy backside in the skirt she'd yanked up, making it cling to her more. <em>What if Rupi is looking? What if she thinks I'm a slut?</em><br><br>"Take a seat Miss Sillveka," he pronounced her last name wrong again as he pointed at the only seat left in the room, the one in the very middle, where all eyes would be on her. Like a nightmare.<br><br>"It's Silvka," she murmured, but her Russian accent was too thick for anyone to understand what she had whispered as she found her seat and sat, taking her books out.<br><br>"Now our newest classmate is coming in the middle of the semester, so she will need someone's notes," he spoke louder, obviously being the teacher, "Is anyone willing to help Miss Sillveka catch up?"<br><br>No one's hands rose at first, and most of the girl's in the room were giving her looks of disdain, while most of the men looked struck by lightning at the fact they were actually seeing skin on a girl.<br><br>"C'mon class, snap out of it. I'm sure Natalie would like some help catching up. I'm sure a new school is rather scary, and she still has to learn all our rules."<br><br>He had messed her first name up and Natalya's head sunk further down, wanting this class over. She didn't even dare look at Rupi, worried what she might see.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>22-11-2016, 21:03:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://bollywoodmoviereview.in/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/amy-jackson.jpg)</div>Along with a few other boys in the class, Rupinder’s jaw fell open when Natalya walked into the room.<br><br>She looked better did she had in any of Rupinder’s secretive dreaming and once more the flutter of butterflies in her stomach gripped her body. She found it hard to take an inhale of breath and her heart beat tremendously in her chest. Natalya looked golden and ravishing. Her blazer was open, very much against regulations, exposing her blouse and the two lumps of flesh that they covered, where Rupinder found her eyes drawing to. Her toned legs were also slightly exposed and her hair was radiant. Rupinder squeezed her thighs together and felt giddy. If Natalya looked at her, she might see just how excited Rupinder was by her eyes. <br><br><em>It’s Silvka</em> Natalya corrected the teacher. “More like slut-ka.” Some boy sneered in a whisper to his buddy behind Rupinder somewhere. A snicker followed and Rupinder felt a spike of fury. <em>Now our newest classmate is coming in the middle of the semester, so she will need someone’s notes…Is anyone willing to help Miss Sillveka catch up?</em> Rupinder had to forcibly stop herself from volunteering, at least not immediately. She would seem like a creep if she hurriedly shot her hand up. Yet with the same fury from moments prior, she would be furious if someone else did volunteer. <br><br>Someone was about to, a seat or two ahead of Rupinder. A handsome looking boy, who thought it would be a good opening to perhaps get into Natalya’s pants. Again there was a flash of jealous anger and Rupinder fired her hand up. She’d rather be a creep then lose Natalya to the strapping jock. “I’ll help Ms. Silvka.” Rupinder said, pronouncing the name correctly. She looked right at Natalya rather than the teacher as she spoke. If Natalya looked back, even smiled at her, Rupinder would be content and consider this day a win already. <br><br>“Very good, Ms. Vera. Thank you for volunteering.” The teacher, Mr. Braylon, said, before turning to look at Natalya again. She was seated at the far left of the room, next to the shelves and windows. “There you go. You two can talk after class and I hope there won’t be any problems, Ms. Vera. And button up your jacket, Ms. Sillveka. I will not tell you again and you’ll get a write-up if I catch you breaking regulations.” Mr. Braylon sternly warned Natalya. Rupinder would be a row ahead and two seats over. The boy who had been a part of the group who accosted them on Friday was directly behind her. Sonny was his name, Rupinder recalled. And he did not look as excited as some of the other male students, or one female student. <br><br>When Natalya took her seat, Sonny snickered rudely. “The smell of dog. Disgusting.” He sneered in a harsh whisper to those around. Most didn’t know what he was referring to. Rupinder looked over to Natalya and smiled softly. <br><br>She could say nothing to Natalya just yet, as Mr. Braylon continued with his lesson for the day, teaching them trigonometry. At about 9:45, the bell rang and the class was done. Sonny got up, throwing his pack over his shoulder and striding by Natalya with another sneer, no doubt going to tell his clan mates just who was in his class. Fortunately for Natalya, there was usually an unspoken truce between their kind while on school grounds. But once they were off it, the war was back on. Rupinder collected her books and walked over to Natalya, clutching her binder to her chest as usual. She did remember Rupinder, right? <br><br>“You’re feeling better I see.” She noted. “I think we have gym together next, yes? Do you have your locker assigned yet?” She then inquired, trying to mask her desire to look upon Natalya in her glory. They had designated gym clothes as well, provided by the school, a blue shirt and lighter blue shorts, shorter in length than their current skirts. Still modest, but more revealing, which was okay since Physical Education was segregated and it was all girls. Since their first class was also their homeroom, all the students would have their lockers in the same area too. It was quite possible theirs might be together, since Rupinder recalled there was an empty one next to hers. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BurningWillows</strong> on <strong>24-11-2016, 19:27:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/91/72/68/91726834408838cf745ac4621d0f5491.jpg)</div><br>Natalya did indeed notice Rupi. She noticed the excited look, but mistook it as excitement that Natalya was indeed in her class. A feeling of relief washed over the blonde teen. So Rupi was her friend. Perhaps she had just been too busy over the weekend to message her. That relief ended quickly though as her sensitive ears heard the insult and she bristled, doing her best to mask the hurt. She wasn't that skantily clad? Sure she had pulled her skirt up a few inches and her blouse was undone by three buttons but nothing was showing. She looked down at herself and wondered what about her looked slutty? She couldn't help she had curves, her shirt a little tighter around her chest from her breasts that were a little on the large size for someone her age. Her mother had always said her hourglass figure was something to be proud of, not hate. That she was beautiful. Doubts clouded her head, but she had no time to think over them as the teacher called out for a student to help and Naty's eyes jumped to Rupi, praying her newfound friend would volunteer over the boys insulting her. And she was grateful when her hand did&nbsp; finally shoot up, wanting rather to study with Rupi over the drooling boy ahead of her that was looking at her...weirdly. In fact a few of the boy's were as Naty quickly took a seat and pulled her notebook out. She wasn't placed anywhere near Rupi, but at least she wasn't directly ahead of <em>that</em> boy either who reeked of vampire.<br><br>"Sorry," she murmured, her accent almost making it impossible to hear what she had said as she pulled the blazer closed and buttoned it up but not all the way, "It's rather hot in here though."<br><br>She still hadn't fixed her blouse nor skirt, but even just buttoning the blazer was making her sweat. It wasn't easy being naturally high in temperature, to then be stuffed in more clothes in a warm school. Natalya tried not to think about how uncomfortable she was, and it didn't help when the insults came again. She held her tongue though, not wanting any more attention on herself. To her luck the class went on and ended without another hitch, and she barely avoided getting bumped in the shoulder by the vampire kid who sneered at her before heading off. She knew nothing of his clan or any deals made with the pack in Vancouver.<br><br>"Hey Rupi," she greeted as she collected her books and textbooks and thrusted them in her bag. She had noticed a fair amount of laptops in the class, and wondered how many of these kids were rich snobs. Probably most of them. But not Rupi, at least it didn't seem that way.<br><br>"Yeah...better," she nodded, feeling bad for lying, pulling her bag over her shoulder she followed Rupi out, "Yeah I do. Do we have that class together too? It would be nice to know someone there."<br><br>As they reached the hall she undid the blazer quickly, fanning herself with her hand from how hot she felt, "Is it normally this hot here? How do they expect everyone to wear such stuffy clothes and crank the heat up?"<br><br>More people were looking at her now and she dropped her hand, realizing now it was her clothing choice standing out and not her. A bad first impression on many, although some boys were grinning when they passed her.<br><br>"I wasn't given a locker, no, or gym clothes yet," she looked to Rupi, "I was told to go see the principal at lunch though, so maybe then?"<br><br>"Miss Sillveka!" Mr. Braylon called behind them and she quickly forced her blazer closed, spinning to greet him as he walked up, "I forgot to give you your new locker number."<br><br>Well that cleared that question up. He handed her a small slip of paper and a lock, adding, "And speak to your gym teacher about clothes and a locker in the girl's room, alright? And this is the last time Natalya. Wear your clothes <em>properly</em>. We have school code for a reason."<br><br>He turned and strode away and Natalya felt more rebellious than ever. Why was this being forced on them? Could they not at least have their blazers open? Just to spite him she unbuttoned the blazer again, almost begging for detention. Handing Rupi the slip of paper, it did turn out her locker was next to Rupi's, and leaving her backpack inside, she followed her new friend to their next class, getting there in time to speak to the teacher and be assigned a gym locker, and a set of clothes.<br><br>Stepping into the locker room, Natalya was hit with a wall of noise and winced, unused to being in a room with so many people talking. All the girl's were having lively chats while they changed, and that was another part that made it worse. It hadn't used to bother her, but since puberty hit and she had her werewolf genes had become active, she had slowly began to find the female form...mesmerizing and beautiful. In a way that sometimes worried her. Even now, seeing some of the teenage girls around her in just their bras, or pulling off their skirts to drag on their shorts was making Natalya very flustered and confused. She hadn't even begun to really understand any of this or explore it, instead blaming it on her already messed up genes and leaving it at that. Eyes down, she found her locker quickly, a small square just big enough for shoes and clothing, and by chance happened to be across from Rupi's locker. Natalya only knew this as she looked up to read the number on the locker that was hers and noticed Rupi.<br><br>"Hey again," she smiled, dropping her clothes on the small bench between the rows of lockers and working to unlock hers, "What are the chances of it happening twice, yeah?"<br><br>The locker room was quickly emptying out, to Naty's relief, as many had gotten here well before the two girls had. As it became quieter and less assaulting to her ears she slipped off her shoes and pulled off her blazer, folding it before working on her blouse. Starting from the top, each button she undid opened it more, showing off her toned skin underneath and the white lacy bra she had chosen to wear. She didn't feel shy around Rupi as she pulled her blouse off and folded it over the blazer, having met her for the first time in a bikini.<br><br>"So for those notes," Naty tried to make idle conversation as she turned toward her locker and bent down in half to pull off her skirt, her backside to Rupi, "Do you want to come over to my house tonight? I have a lot to catch up on I'm sure."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>26-11-2016, 00:12:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://bollywoodmoviereview.in/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/amy-jackson.jpg)</div>Rupinder felt a pang of concern when Natalya undid her blazer again, causing the caramel skinned girl to look around with alarm for a moment. She didn’t feel any trouble for herself, but she didn’t want to see her new friend get dragged away to the office for discipline and detention so soon. She had to fight off an urge to reach over and redo those buttons herself, though she managed to stop herself by tightening her grip on her binder, which she seemed to keep as a permanent shielding over her chest, as if to conceal the desires of her heart from the eyes of others.<br><br>On the other hand, Natalya didn’t seem phased by the amount of looks she was getting from the boys. With the girls forced to be so modest and concealed, it was not surprising they would jump at the chance to even glimpse a trace of intimate flesh. A few even eyed Rupinder up and down, seeing her as an exotic piece of flesh that could be relished as well. <br><br>“Yeah it does get hot. But in the winter it rains constantly instead of snow. It’s weird here.” She remarked, sticking a finger into her own collar and dragging it around to loosen up the fabric a little, though it simply reverted to the choking feel she endured all day long. The issue with the locker, and the unbuttoned blazer, was worked out in mere moments before her eyes. When Mr. Braylon had gone, Rupinder again felt sudden nervousness and concern with Natalya undid her blazer again. <em>Are you insane? You’ll get us both in trouble!</em> She nearly hissed, though instead she stayed silent and watched as Natalya put her bag away and together they went towards the gym.<br><br>In the beginning, Rupinder never used to like the locker room. Crowded into a small space, without much supervision, the girls of the school were free to indulge as they wish. They chattered, they gossiped, they sneered and insulted each other. The vast majority of the students were white naturally, with a few Asian cliques and black girls. Rupinder was practically the only Indian one, with smooth brown skin in contrast with everyone else. So far she hadn’t been targeted by the popular girls, though she could sometimes feel their cruel eyes upon her as if they might choose her as a source of entertainment. Rupinder feared the day and was thankful when she discovered Natalya by her locker again. Together they might at least have protection from the prowling sharks in the room. <br><br>“One of us must be lucky.” She replied with a grin, moving quickly to change. She undid her own blazer and slipped off her shirt, revealing her naked torso except for her own black bra which covered her modest breasts. Her stomach was flat and her arms had some shape to them, especially in the shoulders. And her waist was narrow before it flared up at her hips, which was still covered. She slipped on her gym shirt before wiggling her uniform skirt off, using the bottom hem of the shirt to cover her upper thighs as if she might be ashamed. With a wiggle of her hips, she drew her shorts on and tied the laces. She didn’t go out with the others when she ready, staying behind with Natalya. And stealing a few admiring looks at her. Why hadn’t she ever noticed any of the girls before, many being beautiful and striking as well? What was so different about Natalya? <br><br>“I, uh…” Rupinder stammered at first, one arm bent across her abdomen to rub her other forearm in a nervous gesture. “My parents aren’t big on me going out to others houses. Maybe we can stay after school instead? I can just tell them I am studying and helping a student. The library isn’t too busy or packed.” She replied, though secretly she did wish to go to Natalya’s house and learn more. A lot more. When Natalya was ready, they both went out to join the class in gym. <br><br>First they had their warm up, which involved running laps, jumping jackets, push-ups, and all sorts of other exercises. Some girls managed to perform them smoothly, others struggled. Rupinder kept up, though barely and she often gazed at Natalya, noting how she was doing. Today’s lesson was basketball too. Their instructor, an older ex-Army woman, split them up into four groups of ten and set them to five-on-five games. Rupinder was content that Natalya was on her team and they were set against another group of girls.<br><br>One of them was a vampire too and though she had no connection to the pack of boys that was hounding them, she felt her own innate competition to Natalya swell up. But it wasn’t the blonde she got stuck in with. Rupinder was a crack shot with the ball, scoring several points with long shots. The vampiric girl once ran up to defend against Rupinder when she had the ball and instead of throwing her arms up in the typical defensive move, she instead tackled right into the girl, knocking Rupinder down. Rupinder let out a shriek as she struck the ground, her shirt rolling up to expose her abdomen. Several other girls laughed. <br><br>“Little girls should stick to their dollys.” The vampiric girl, a pale dark haired figure, sneered at her. “Stick to your puppies. At least they’ll love you, when no one else will.” She mocked further, this time casting a sneering glance at Natalya. None of the regular human girls knew the context but chuckled anyways at the insults. Rupinder said nothing, simply picking herself up with a shameful expression. But she felt fury burning at her cheeks and in her chest. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BurningWillows</strong> on <strong>27-11-2016, 20:20:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/91/72/68/91726834408838cf745ac4621d0f5491.jpg)</div><br>Natalya did her best to not look at Rupi while they changed, worried she might feel something again. These emotions were hard and confusing, and she was struggling. It helped to talk as she pulled her shorts on and stuffed the clothing in her locker. It was then she realized they must have given her wrong sizes than she was in gym clothes. The shorts hugged her and even on properly they sat higher on her leg than should. She didn't complain, although they dug in at the waist a little. And the shirt was stretched out across her breasts, too small to hold the girl's C cups. It might have been the right size for those her size in body, but her breasts made the shirt feel smaller, and she knew there was little she could do as she fiddled with it, knowing she was going to get more stares again. <em>Perhaps Rupi will stare...wait, what is wrong with me? Why would I want that?</em> Shaking her head, she tried to push the thoughts away.<br><br>"Why not just tell them that anyways and meet me at my house?" she asked, turning and finally looking at her with an eyebrow raised and a mischievous smile on her face, "Just tell them your here and we can walk to my house. They won't know. I don't want to sit in this stuffy school any longer than needed. It's bad enough they are forcing me to wear these outfits."<br><br>she nudged Rupi as they stepped out of the locker room and towards the gym, "Just think about it, okay?"<br><br>When they reached the Gym, Naty already knew this class was going to become the easiest for her. She was a werewolf after all. She passed through the workouts with ease, doing them fast and flawlessly, not even breaking a sweat. She was glad there was no guys ogling though, as the gym clothes they had given her were still tight, and she could feel eyes on her, even if she wasn't sure who.<br><br>As they were put into teams, Naty glared at one of the girl's on the opposite team. She had smelt the vampire on entering but had kept a clear distance from her in workout. Now she was stuck on court with her. Well that just meant she'd keep an eye on her, as the game began. And to Naty's surprise, Rupi was amazing with the ball. While the girl scored them several shots, Natalya tried to quickly learn the game, hanging back as she had never played basketball before. <br><br>So immersed in watching the ball and Rupi, how at ease she looked with the ball, how her hair flowed in the air as she spun, how beautiful her smile was when she scored a point...she didn't see the vampire girl until she was too close to Rupi and Naty dashed forward, mad at herself for getting sidetracked. It was too late. The girl hit Rupi and sent her sprawling, the ball bouncing away. Several girls laughed at Rupi and the vampire girl opened her mouth with insults but Natalya could care less about them. Her eyes glowed gold as she slammed full body into the vampire, and knocked her across the court, her body sliding so fast and hard across the floor her head hit the wall. All the girls stopped laughing as Natalya stood there, her breasts rising and falling rapidly as her heart pounded, the glow dying before anyone could see and the chocolate color returning. Turning, she took Rupi's hand and helped her up before letting go and storming up to the vampire girl who scrambled to her feet.<br><br>"You should stick to your doll's," she snarled, her finger jabbing at the girl's shoulder and pushing her back a step into the wall, breathing her own insults low enough that the girls standing several meters away in the court couldn't hear her, still looking a little shocked at Naty's attack, "See how well they protect you bitch against <em>her</em> wolf. Touch her again and I'll rip your spine out."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>29-11-2016, 19:33:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://bollywoodmoviereview.in/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/amy-jackson.jpg)</div>Rupinder nodded to Natalya’s suggestion about their study date. It did cause her heart flutter a little. Could she be so devious towards her parents, telling them one thing and doing another? She had never actually lied to them in such a fashion, yet for Natalya she was willing to try. It both frightened her tremendously and excited her at the same time. A different sort of excitement, one that tingled down below… <br><br>But such thoughts were far from her mind when Rupinder crashed into the ground. <br><br>Then there was another cry and a thud as the girl who had slammed into Rupinder was thrown to the ground. She gasped when she saw Natalya as responsible, furious and yet beautiful. Beautiful, in a terrible sort of way and her eyes were wide as Natalya came over to help her up. Rupinder felt her heart skip a beat. Everyone was silent in the gym as the pale girl and Natalya faced off, in each other’s faces. The pale girl wasn’t afraid and proceeded to shove Natalya back after her threats. “You’ll pay for this mutt. You and the brown faced bitch.” She snapped.<br><br>Yet before any of them could say or do more, the instructor, the ex-military hulk of a woman, Mrs. Bishop, seized both of them and tugged them apart with greater strength. “Ms. Silveka, Ms. Arellano, that’s enough out of you two!” She roared, clutching them both by the shoulder with a powerful grip. “Ms. Silveka, starting trouble on your first day? And you Ms. Arellano, your father is not going to be happy hearing you been getting into fights again. My office, now!” She yelled at them, tugging them along towards a doorway that led to the locker rooms and her office beyond. “You too, Ms. Vera. Come along now. You’re all going up on report.” <br><br>For the next half hour they received a verbal lashing, all three of them, though Rupinder got the least out of it. She was glad to be there nonetheless, to give support to Natalya. Mrs. Bishop however called both Natalya’s mother and the other girl’s father, who went even paler with fear. When they finally got out, gym was over and it was time for the next class. “Are you alright? What do you think your mom will do?” Rupinder asked Natalya in the locker room. Everyone was giving the blonde a wide berth now. No more sneers. No more stares. If they were talking shit, they were doing so out of sight and out of hearing. <br><br>They had separate classes next, Rupinder having chemistry. She wondered what Natalya was doing the whole time and felt a pang of regret when she forgot to get the girl’s number for her cellular. But to text in class when she should be learning? What the hell was wrong with her now? Lunch time came and Rupinder met Natalya back at their lockers. Now she was feeling anxious, for it was possible either the boys from Friday or the girl from gym class with her own clique might decide to square up and settle things with them. Rupinder was sure if she was caught alone she’d really get it. She was sure her and Natalya would get it anyways and it was better to stick together and go down together, she assumed, than to fall individually. She knew Natalya was strong, but not that strong. Surely not, right? How astonishing could one girl be? <br><br>Again, Rupinder had her home made sandwich to eat. “I thought about what you said earlier.” She stated as they met again. “I’ll call my parents and tell them I’m staying at school to study and work on a project, but I’ll come with you. But first you have to tell me…what is the matter with everyone and you? You only been at this school for a day and a half yet everyone wants a piece of you.” Rupinder inquired, looking at Natalya hard and demanding, wanting these answers. Especially since she happened to be dragged into this little feud without doing anything except saying hi to the new girl. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BurningWillows</strong> on <strong>05-12-2016, 16:53:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/91/72/68/91726834408838cf745ac4621d0f5491.jpg)</div><br>Natalya had known what she had done was wrong, but only after the fact. When she had lunged at the vampire girl it had been in instinct, to protect Rupi. Her new friend had nothing to do with these people, and Naty was not about to let them pick on her or bully her because they could.<br><br>"<em>Vy khotite poyti suchka? Prinesite yego pomoshch'yu vy sosaniye krovi, shlyukha. YA zakonchu vas. YA unichtozhu vashu tonkuyu tel'tse vetkoy na kusochki i rasprostranit' okean s potrokhami, yesli vy tak mnogo, kak sensornyy Rupi snova. YA mogu vzyat' tebya. YA mogu vzyat' vas vsekh. Ne trakhat' svyazyvaytes' so mnoy ...</em>"Naty slipped into Russian, her cheeks pink with anger as she glared and snapped back at the girl, obviously saying some rather choice words in her home tongue. No one knew what she was saying but most of the girl's backed up quickly, her Russian voice cold and harsh.<br><br>Suddenly there was a hand on her shoulder dragging her away from the girl, both of them having being inches from each other's faces and the fight left Natalya in one long breath as she looked up and saw, and heard, the not so happy teacher barking at them to get in her office. She did not wince though, nor even apologize. She was still much too wound up. She couldn't even speak within the office, as she had become so flustered, and the heat of her Change was sitting just under her skin, demanding to be released, that any word out of her came in Russian. When her mother was called she knew what that conversation would look like tonight but she wasn't as scared as the vampire girl looked.<br><br>It wasn't until they were back in the locker room - where none of the girls dared get even close to Naty - that she spoke English again, and only because Rupi spoke to her first. It was like the anger vanished as she turned to look at her friend, and her posture relaxed instantly for her.<br><br>"I'm fine," she replied, looking Rupi up and down for bruising before realizing the girl was half naked due to changing and she was staring at her body like a creep, "Uh, I was more worried about you. Your not hurt? I can't see any bruises."<br><br>She was quick to dress after Rupi affirmed she was fine, and she walked her friend to class before even thinking of going to hers. It wasn't just because she liked Rupi either; her status at wolf was attracting the not so friendly types towards Rupi, and Naty was damned if her friend got hurt. So only once she was safe in class did Naty jog through the halls to her own. No one, not even the teacher, spoke to her in class, the students giving her the cold shoulder while the teacher simply ignored her presence at the back of the class. From the looks of it word was already out and Naty had already made all the wrong first impressions.<br><br>So she was thankful when class let out and it was lunch, and Natalya raced to her locker, waiting on Rupi. She was already there when the beautiful carameled skin teen came up, marveling at how such beauty could be awarded to a teenaged girl.She said nothing though, smiling and waiting for Rupi to speak first.<br><br>"You will?" she grinned, about to tell her they'd have the place to themselves to study, so no one would bother them. But before she could Rupi had more to say and Natalya scrambled for a reasonable answer, even if it was the lie.<br><br>"No one likes the Russian new girl at school," she replied, and the answer wasn't a complete lie. Her mother had tried to put her in a school when they first reached Canada, and Natalya had been bullied on the first day there too, but none had even been supernatural. Just kids thinking her accent was weird, and she spoke funny. She could remember it well, and it was happening all over again for new reasons, "I was told once I was too pretty to have such an ugly voice with my accent, and I'd make more friends if I never spoke."<br><br>That comment had bugged her for weeks back then and it bugged her again saying it now, the hurt in her eyes. She found her accent unique in Canada, and she quite loved her heritage. To be told otherwise was unfair.<br><br>"I'm sorry things have gotten hard for you too," Natalya apologized, truly meaning it, "If not speaking to me will be easier for you, I'll understand."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BennyQ</strong> on <strong>07-12-2016, 07:16:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://bollywoodmoviereview.in/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/amy-jackson.jpg)</div>Rupinder said nothing at first when Natalya said the reason for the immense dislike of her was because of her origins. This was Canada, not the States. Racism and discrimination was not supposed to be that rife and certainly not towards Russians, she imagined. The other students would be more inclined to insult Rupinder because of the colour of her skin than Natalya because of her accent. But teenagers could be cruel regardless, needing only the littlest reason to unload their insults and sneering. Yet what Rupinder had seen was more than that. It had to be something more than Natalya’s racial background. <br><br>Whatever it was though, the blonde was refusing to tell. <br><br>“Not everyone dislikes the Russian girl.” Rupinder said firmly, referring to herself. “And your accent is certainly not ugly. It’s different, unique in a way, but not ugly. Things are hard for me, yes. But when haven’t they been? I do not care about that. Life is hell. But I am not going to stop speaking to you because of that. That would be like refusing to go outside because the sun blinded your eyes one time. Friends stick together, through thick and thin. You were there for me and I will be there for you. But I won’t be, if you keep lying to me. Something else is different about you, Natalya.” Rupinder stated, watching the blonde intently. <br><br>She paused as a group of girls walked by, chatting happily among themselves and not giving the two girls a look. “Whitewood is a strange school. It’s been strange before you or I even got here and it will be strange even after we graduate or go somewhere else. Something isn’t right at this school. Most students join cliques even if they are brand new to the town and the academy. Others, like me, end up apart of no cliques. I do not understand why. How is it that kids without any previous connections are either suddenly accepted or left alone in this place? But you are different, I can see that. You weren’t accepted into any group but you weren’t left alone either.” Rupinder pointed out. Dropping her bag to the ground, she turned and sat down with her back to the lockers, still looking towards Natalya.<br><br>“I think you know more, even though this is your first day. And I think you need tell me everything if you want us to keep being friends. I would certainly like to, but the ball is in your court now.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Wolf's Desire (BurningWillows &amp; BennyQ)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BurningWillows</strong> on <strong>10-12-2016, 03:50:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/91/72/68/91726834408838cf745ac4621d0f5491.jpg)</div><br>Natalya looked around, nervous someone would overhear their talk. Again with the questions? Why did Naty have to pick the human girl with the brains to be her friend? Telling Rupinder was prohibited, it was far too dangerous for her and supernaturals alike. Not telling her was no easier, as Rupi seemed intent on not being Naty's friend as long as Naty continued to lie. And it seemed Rupi was pretty good at sussing out lies.<br><br>Naty sighed, shouldering her bag and trying to think up something. Instead she merely diverted the conversation, "I, uh, can't actually talk about this now Rupi. I have to go to the office and sign some paperwork. I'll, um, I'll tell you tonight. After school."<br><br>she internally hit herself for giving herself a deadline. Now she needed to come up with an excuse by then.<br><br>"My car, 3 oclock," she added, still cursing herself for looking so awkward. She had just protected Rupi's honor. Didn't she at least deserve some credit with the girl? Turning she hurried off, actually in need to sign real papers n the office, to confirm she was a student there.<br><br>After lunch was two last classes, one of which Rupi was in. When the bell for the end of school finally rang, Naty was quick to her car, wanting nothing better than to hide at home, without the glares or awkward stares of many of the students. Then she remembered Rupi and groaned. <em>I never thought up an excuse. Damn it, she's not going to take nothing as an answer. I need to think something up quick...</em>
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