The Werewolf Boy
His eyes then widens at me, and he point at the door and says, "I bet 20 bucks that she'll walk out of that door within the next 10 seconds."
"I- what is-" my stuttering mess of a mouth is interrupted when the screened door burst open, almost tearing of the hinges. And right on cue, a young girl stumps out of it with a vexed scowl stretched on her delicate facial features. She has curly, golden brown hair that stops almost shoulder length, brown sun kissed skin, thin lips, and a intimidating look in her eyes that could kill. Her expression screams nonchalance over the whole situation, despite the fact a woman inside --which I assume is her mother-- is screaming obscene curses at her from ins
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