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"FUCK THIS SHITS!" ********

Dash asks curiously, and I smirk. "Watch and see," I say, removing my crop top. "Oh no, she is going to race us...." Shelly shouts, and they all remove their clothes as well. I shape-shift into a wolf. My wolf is petite, but trust me when I say she is really fast. She is a light brown wolf with blue eyes. I run through the door into the forest. The howls behind me indicate my friends are near. A slightly darker brown wolf than mine pushes me, and I push back.

" Malakai smirked when he thought of the answer. "We're ghosts baby." Malakai responded and Eden wanted to laugh, but she was so confused at the same time. "Huh? The fuck do you mean?" Eden said and looked up to see a mischievous glint in her boyfriend's eyes. "I have someone, a hacker, his name is Rhys. He'd remove everyone's DNA, their information and everything there is about them off the systems of the world. When you joined the agency, he did the same. In short, we don't exist little one." Malakai said and Eden's eyes widened. She never knew the extent to which Malakai could go.

Lathering begins… XXX

Matteo scratches his cheek: "And isn't that a good thing? At least you can put a confidentiality clause on it..." "I wanted to make her my exclusive whore," I reply. Matteo hisses through his teeth, shaking a hand under his face: "Oh yeah, an exclusive whore... It's a bit disgusting to talk like that, don't you think?" "How's that disgusting?" I reply, clenching the fingers of my hands and shaking them in front of me. Matteo starts laughing into his throat, careful not to make too much noise:

Fucking bastard! ****

A donation box was placed before me, and my hand was outstretched as I made to drop a bank card inside. One of the people watching me mocked, "My, my! Look at you, Thalia Stoneridge. Everyone else donated cash, but you're putting a bank card inside. Don't think Jonathan will get together with you just because you're donating more than the others!" "Exactly! Jon's not interested in your stupid money!" someone else said. I returned to my senses and looked at my bank card. Then, I retracted my hand and put the card back in my pocket. "Well, alright. Since you guys think my money is stupid, I won't donate anything. I don't want to dirty everything else inside the box."

"Please take out the trash." ***

"Let's make a deal. If you stop calling me Miss Willow and Janice instead, then I'll stop calling you Steven." "You've only called Steven twice." he shakes his head with a smirk. "But okay. Deal Janice." I put my phone in my school bag and zip my bag closed. "You're easier to tame than I thought." I comment and he doesn't say anything. "You're a different student, Janice." he tells me after a minute has passed and I chuckle at him. * Troy's POV I walk out of Spanish class,my last class for the day and immediately start to regret selecting Spanish over Computer science. I just thought it'd be fun to do something other than English and maybe take a break from technology knowledge.