Maya stared unblinkingly at the array of makeup tools on Emma's dressing table, and mused. She couldn't remember the last time she had seen such arrangement, or the last time she had dolled up her face. Well, it seems her new friend was a core fan of the make up industry; she would have called her a fanatic for this, but then she remembered that since the past two days they've been communicating both in school and at work, she hadn't seen a touch of make up on the her face except for the shade of pink lipgloss on her lips. "Maya!!" Emma called, as she strotted into the room, gaining the attention of the former."What are you doing? You haven't dressed up yet?" She asked in bewilderment, staring at the Blondie standing just in front of her dressing table. "Well.." Maya stuttered, feeling a

Derek dropped another awe-stricken look on Emma as he drove towards the party venue, negligent of the amused look on his cousin's face, and a skeptical one on his gamma's face. "Derek honey, drive.." Emma said, battling her eyelashes at her drooling boyfriend whom she thought looked so dashing in a three piece suit. She had caught him stealing glances at her; she liked it so much but she also wanted to get to the party in one piece. She smiled, as she watched him gulped into nothing, before looking ahead.Taking a glimpse at the rearview mirror, she saw Maya giving her a thumbs up, to which she blushed at. She could feel their closeness getting deeper; and they had just met two days ago.'Tha

Derek never believed that he would be so grateful to hear Claire's voice anytime in life. Her statement had saved him making a fool of himself in front of his little witch. ".. wouldn't have happened if you had already told her like I asked you to." He heard his wolf say, and sighed. He would explain that part to her, after the party. "You should explain everything." Maru opined. "I can't. Not yet." Derek replied, through their link. He still in dread and fear, not knowing how his little witch would react if she knew the truth. He didn't want to lose her. "When did you guys come?" Claire asked, controlling herself with great difficulty, from tearing Emma's arm which was wrapped around Derek's. She had also noticed t

The hallways were thinly lit with florescents, and pictures hung on the walls at strategic positions. 10 years old Cassey in hiking gears, smiling toothily with her mom and dad, then another displaying her at her prom night. The list continued, and Derek couldn't understand this; the placing of pictures on the walls of hallways. He believed that pictures, especially family pictures should all be in rooms, not hallways and passages. Paintings were understandable, but not pictures. Well, humans were really weird. He thought, as he walked behind Cassey whom he believed had added a little shake to her waist as she moved. He didn't care though, she wasn't Emma. "Didn't take you long though." He finally stated, breaking the silence which had ensued between them since she had walked up to him some minutes ago, with a not so good news that her father sought for him. His mind had spiralled, and for a

"Where are you going to?" Maya asked Derek, as she sauntered towards him, her hands on her hips, a curious but disappointed look on her face. Of all the things she had expected tonight at the party, her cousin banging some girl other than Emma, wasn't in the list.  "I'm going after her." He replied, still walking hurriedly towards the entrance. Maya sighed, and walked after him, trying to meet up with his pace, not minding the curious glances they were receiving from the crowd. She knew they would soon get back to what they were doing before the scene occurred. But for now,  she had to dissuade her cousin from his mission. Her friend needed some space now, not some cuddling or apology. Perhaps tomorrow, but not now. She was a woman too, and so she knew this things.