Unlike Lord Voldemort.
Zoning out of my thoughts, I failed to notice Zack and Skylar had actually started talking.
By talking, I mean lots of blushing, fiddling with fingers and avoiding direct eye-contact.
It was like watching eleven year-old me handing a 'Will You Be My Valentine?' Card to my crush all over again.
The only thing missing was the posse of pre-teens snickering in the background and the homemade red construction paper card I had decorated the night before with glitter and a glue stick.
All in all, let's just say I will never take advice about my love-life from my mom ever again.
"So, uh, you come here often?" Zack asked, fingering the drawstring of his sweatshirt.
"No, but my sister agreed to take me. She usually just says no and starts mumbling stuff about leggings or something when I ask."
Okay, what am I? Chopped liver? By the way, Zack, don't think I didn't catch how you DIDN'T introduce yourself to moi. I'll take that kind of behavior into consideration when I decide whether I deem you worthy of my fake-twin. So far? Not lookin' good, pal.
I almost interjected, but decided it was better not to interrupt this awkward love fest and just sit here like a third wheel.
At least I have my hot chocolate.
I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.
Geez, do I have friends? I was kind of under the impression fictional Calypso was a bit of a loner - like me.
I took my phone out and saw I had a message from Tiana, hey. how's fake life going? trying and failing to do math homework rn and why not totally harass my fake best friend
I grinned, feeling my heart fluttering - Tiana just totally got me. It was like we had been friends for years and I loved it even more, considering she now knew I was invading the life of someone else.
And, in typical fashion, she was even able to make jokes about it - not even seven hours.
Damn, I love fake friends.
After a little consideration, I typed back, haha well honored to be your victim. and you should know that ryder is going to be a thing of the past soon. sky met this really hot guy at starbucks and i feel like im intruding in on like a middle school dance or something. also why do you even try with math? not like it's going to help you become a werewolf or something.
I looked up after sending just in time to see Skylar giggle at something Zack said before looking down.
Sigh.
Kids these days.
My phone beeped, haha well i can totally imagine your fake sister acting awkward and stuff with a hot guy, but congrats to her for gettin some. and i'll have you know i quite enjoy the werewolf themed word problems. for instance: "an unknown number of brown and blonde wolves are standing together. Create an equation to solve for the number of brown wolves. Let x represent the brown-colored wolves and y represent the blonde-colored wolves." so, yeah how is that not helpful? how else could i find out how many brown and blonde wolves there are in real life?
I hadn't really bothered with homework, seeing as I had bigger problems, but now that I knew the homework had a werewolf theme, you can bet I'd be laughing it up with some quadratic white wolf equations later.
you're right. how else could you find out how many brown and blonde wolves there are? surely not counting right?? that would just be crazy! I sent back before pocketing my phone and deciding to make my presence known again.
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WerewolfCover by EvangelineDonovan You know what's worse than waking up in a fictional book? Waking up in a fictional book that happens to be a shitty, cliche werewolf wattpad novel. And for sixteen-year-old Calypso Bramer, she's not about to waste this on...
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