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Post by Ben O.O on Jan 14, 2011 23:08:46 GMT -5
"Well, I, uh, they, errr, at the meet... they, uh, the announcers, uh, they announced your name... Yeah... And... um... yeah, I'll, uh, I'll see ya in math, right?" I blushed big time. I looked like such a fail... And its not like I like her... right?
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Post by softballgal on Jan 14, 2011 23:26:02 GMT -5
"If you're in my math class, that is." I say, giggling at his nervousness. "You seem to have a bet of a speech inpediment." I said.
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Post by Ben O.O on Jan 14, 2011 23:58:54 GMT -5
"Ahh, right. Well. Um, I'm gonna go home," I said, dropping my hand. "It was nice meeting you!"
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Post by softballgal on Jan 15, 2011 0:10:20 GMT -5
Where do you live?" I asked, walking with him towards the exit. As I looked at him, his features seemed to blur, hurting my eyes and causing me to blink rapidly.
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Post by Ben O.O on Jan 15, 2011 9:33:16 GMT -5
Ooooh no, I thought. This is bad... This always happens when I get too stressed out... My face flushed and my head swam. I started to weave back and forth, feeling hot and cold and sick all at once. My skin started to crawl, literally. I fell back and could feel changes starting to occur that I didn't want. She's standing right there! She's gonna see me... My secret will be out... Come on body... Don't do this to me... I fell on the ground, writing in agony and embarrasment. I couldn't stop it. I could feel my face shrink, and small hairs sprouted and covered it entirely. My teeth elongated and became serrated, while my ears changed to a triangle shape and moved to the top of my head. Finally, the front of my face elongated to become a short snout. I had a panther head. Just great. I'm sure Florence is utterly horrified... What did Mum always say about animal form? Oh yeah, "Don't forget about-" Oh, no, I thought. She always said, "Don't forget about instincts." Yep, sure enough, the panther within me wanted to know what was going on. It gave a jungle cat roar/scream, but I had enough willpower to keep from running away.
After a moment, my face went back to some resemblance of normal. "I'm sorry you had to see that," I said. "I'm all right." I looked up at Florence.
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Post by softballgal on Jan 15, 2011 13:21:09 GMT -5
My mouth popped opened. So he was a shifter. I hadn't actually met one before, but my Dad had told me about them. This one didn't seem to have the best control over his powers. I now knew why Nancy had been so weird. Probably because she wasn't Nancy but this guy. "No problem." I said, watching his features turn back into human form, but they still blurred in my vision. "What's your name anyhow? I don't think it's Roland." I asked.
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Post by Ben O.O on Jan 15, 2011 13:26:50 GMT -5
"Eh... eh-heh..." I stood up and brushed myself off. What a disaster... I could go for some doughnuts. I looked down and shuffled my feet, blushing and ashamed. "My name? ...Or do you mean my real name?"
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Post by softballgal on Jan 15, 2011 13:36:17 GMT -5
"Just tell me a name which you can actually remember." I siad, laughing about how he can't even remember his name or fake name or... shifters were confusing.
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Post by Ben O.O on Jan 15, 2011 13:40:57 GMT -5
"It's not funny!" I said, looking deep into her bright blue eyes. "I'm... Jale. I'm a shifter. My people like to call ourselves dopplegangers, though... I don't really like my people much anyways, so I don't care what you call me. You asked where I lived. Well, ever since I came to town about a month ago, I've been living with this guy Jim Williams under the freeway. I'm a runaway." I didn't feel like explaining anymore, though I probably would've if she asked. "What about you? It's fairly obvious that you're not so human yourself after getting that record time...?"
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Post by softballgal on Jan 15, 2011 13:46:53 GMT -5
"Ssshhhhh." I said, coverinbg his mouth with my hand. "Yeah, I know. I screwed up today." I said, pushing him towards my car. "You're coming home with me." I said, unlocking the passenger door, before rounding to the driver's side.
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Post by Ben O.O on Jan 15, 2011 13:50:14 GMT -5
"Oh," I said stupidly as I let her push me. "Um, thanks... I guess... Can we get doughnuts on the way?"
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Post by softballgal on Jan 15, 2011 13:53:55 GMT -5
"Sure." I said, driving into the Krispie Krim drive thru. "Dozen of the glazed?" I asked.
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Post by Ben O.O on Jan 15, 2011 13:56:41 GMT -5
I grinned hugely. "Only the best."
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Post by softballgal on Jan 15, 2011 13:59:24 GMT -5
"I'll take a dozen of the original." I said. "And an orange jusice and dark coffee." I said. "Coffee's mine" I said.
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Post by Ben O.O on Jan 15, 2011 14:06:21 GMT -5
"DSTOJ..." I muttered to myself. I was bored, so I played with my finger under the dashboard where nobody would see me if they weren't looking for strange activity. I grew it, shrank it, made it change color... Then I got a diabolical idea. I crossed my arms, and tucked my strechy finger under my arm. Slowly I made it grow... grow... grow... *POKE* I poked her in the ribs, grinning and giggling like a maniac.
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