Crossing Borders
She looked concerned thought when glancing at squirrel-girl she just looked annoyed.
“Sorry babe” I said, moving away from the girl and towards my girlfriend. Jenna and I had been dating since we were thirteen. She was perfect, also having shifted when she was born with black hair and chocolate coloured eyes. I wrap my arm around her shoulder, giving her a hug. But her attention isn’t on me. It’s trained on Lily.
“Leave my boyfriend alone, got that?” she said, letting out a low growl.
“Tell him that” Lily says, fixing the strap on her backpack.