He sneaked inside the room and deeply inhaled the scent flooding his nostrils. It was sweet. He shifted into his human form and froze when he clearly heard the innocent moan of a woman. He looked around the darkness of the room and immediately found a girl sleeping soundly upon her bed.

Anna was about to turn around when she felt an arm wrapping around her shoulders. Looking up, she met the blue eyes of a stranger. Tall and handsome, she immediately noticed. His hair was a beautiful mess on his head. Eyes so beautiful like the blue endless sky and his smirk so cheeky.

Anna frowned, oblivious that she was helplessly checking out the guy. Something about him just screamed danger and confidence. He played like he was born to. And apparently, she found it very attractive. In the heat of the moment, his face turned and his eyes stared right back into hers. Shocked, she felt heat reaching up her cheeks as she couldn't avoid his gaze. "Earth to Anna?" Bea's voice pulled her out of her trance. She averted her eyes and turned her head. "Huh?" "The game's over." "Oh." They stood up and waited for John and Ben from the locker rooms to change. Anna had an uneasy feeling as she thought back to the guy named Zachary. Her thoughts vanished when her phone rang inside the pocket of her red hoodie dress. She reached for her vibrating phone and answered it once she noticed her Grandmother calling. "Hello, Grandma," she immediately greeted, feeling the sudden crav

"So that's why everyone's looking at me as if I'm just a kid?" she asked, horrified at the memory of the faces traced with prejudice. "Everyone?" "Well, not everyone. Just some." "What did they do to you?" "There are just these faces, you know? These faces with the looks of disgust and judgement. I can't stand it. I feel like I shouldn't be there." She felt horrified at the thought. She jumped back slightly when she heard him growling. She looked at him and touched his arm. "Are you OK?" His growl grew louder, feeling the touch of her skin melting against him. His grip tightened on the steering wheel. Seeing this and thinking she just burned him, she quickly drew her hand back and shifted uncomfortably on her seat, looking out the window. "Sorry," she mumbled, blushing. He sighed. "Don't say sorry..I j

Groaning, Anna buried her face into her soft pillow, avoiding the bright sunlight slipping through the window blinds of her room. She pressed her chest and stomach against the bed and felt so naked, so bare, underneath the white sheets covering her.