Cliché

Chapter 1: The Dream

The smell of sex. It was the only thing I could sense when I walked into the room. It filled the air, as the sound of quiet moans resonated throughout the room.
The girl on the bed was unclothed, as I hovered over her. She had long, silky, brown hair that was spread out on the sheet as she lay on her back. Her breasts fitting perfectly into my rough calloused hands, as I massaged the perfect globes of flesh. Her quiet moans were music to my ears, as I thrusted slowly. As I began to pick up speed in my thrusts, her moans became screams of pleasure. She pulled me close to her, wrapping her legs around my waist. She gripped my dark brown hair tightly. I looked into her ice blue eyes, before kissing her deeply and lovingly.

"James! I'm.... About to...." She said trying to regain her breath.

"I'm close too... Just hold out... A bit longer." I responded between pants, as I increased my speed again. I leaned in to whisper in her ear. "Where do you want it?"

"Inside me! Please! I want to feel your cum inside me!" She screamed out loud. I groaned as my seed shot out into her womb and everything faded out of view.

"Ughhhhhhhh. What the hell?" My gravelly tired voice rang out as I blinked myself awake. I sat up in my bed shaking my head.

"Damn.... That was one hell of a dream. But who was that girl? She seemed familiar. Maybe someone I saw at school? Oh well. I'll find out later." I thought to myself while getting dressed in my usual attire. An alternative band T-shirt (This time it was Get scared), a black pair of jeans, and green sneakers. My name is James. I'm seventeen years old and I'm British. At first look I could be called emo, but my reputation in swimming told you otherwise. I'm also well built, lean, with abs. I'm one of the tall guys too, I'm six foot two. However I have a certain secret, as do all, but mine is a little worse for wear. I'm a werewolf. Or at least half one. I only get ears and a tail, and other than super strength, nothing really changes.

Despite my condition, I try to live the best of life. Unfortunately it's not going so well with my love life. My past girlfriends, only dated me because I was popular and hot. They didn't actually care about what I thought or felt, so I usually just ended it. Unfortunately that didn't go well with my wolf instincts. I have to choose a mate they tell me. I just don't know who though.

"Maybe I'll meet someone new today." I thought to myself as I started to brush my teeth. I messed around with my hair till it fell just to the right. I put on some nice smelling cologne and looked in the mirror before smiling. I slid on one strap of my backpack and head out to school grabbing a cup of coffee that my mom left for me.

"Alright, let's get the day started!" I said out loud, as I walked through the parking lot on my way to the commons area. I was heading class, when my head collided with someone else's. My vision became stars as I found myself flat on my back with someone on top of me. Whoever it was, they smelled of lavender.

"Are you OK?" I heard a girl's voice ask me.

"Yeah I'm fine... Just bashed my head in a little." I said before trying to sit up. However, as I sat up my lips brushed against someone else's. Before I could open my eyes to see who exactly I accidentally kissed. The person got off and ran. The only thing I saw about them was long silky brown hair that was flowing out as they ran away.

"Who was that? And why did they run? I didn't even get to apologize..." I thought to myself a little glum that the stranger didn't stay. "That kiss was really nice.... I've got to find out who it was!" I thought determined to reach my new goal.

I tried to track her unique scent, but I couldn't seem to find its trail. I let the search go for now. I figured if fate was kind, I'd meet her again.

Before I knew it, the end of the day had come and swim practice was just about to start. I sprinted towards the swim locker rooms. I quickly changed into my jammers and put my goggles over my head as I grabbed my gear. Our school's pool was huge, at least 300 metres in length.

"Captain! What's the warm up for today?!" A swimmer asked.

"400 Butterfly drill!" My voice boomed out, as I scanned the pool for a free lane. I walked to the last lane and dived in to the ice cold water. I got to swimming our warm up and finished way before anyone else. Coach had just finished drawing up our workout.

"Alright Swimmers! Get to working on the workout board!" The coach said while gesturing towards white board.

"You heard him! Get to work!" I said starting up on the warm up.

*Break*

I got out of the pool having just finished with practice. My muscles ached since I decided to push myself harder today. Just like my dad always said. You'll never get anywhere if you don't push yourself to your limits. I scanned the pool deck, trying to see if anyone else had finished. All I see is a girl with ice blue eyes and long brown hair watching me from afar.

"Isn't that the girl from my dream?" I thought to myself as I shook my head around trying to get the water out of my hair. I grabbed my towel and dried off, before going over to the girl. She blushed as I walked closer.

"Aren't you in my class?" I asked her trying to figure out where she seemed so familiar. Not to mention that dream of mine made me quite curious about her.

"We have math and history together..." She said quietly while looking away from my state of dress.

"Oh! Now I remember. You're Kyra right?" I asked her. She nodded, as I instantly committed the name to memory.

"So why are you at swim practice? Is there someone you're here for?" I questioned her. She shuffled her feet nervously.

"I came to talk to you...." She said quietly.

"Well, here I am! What do you need?" I asked, giving her a grin.

"W-well, I came to see if you could teach me how to swim. Y-you're the captain of the swim team, s-so I figured you would be best person to teach me." She said stuttering, her face becoming redder with every sentence. I blushed slightly as I thought of the dream again and what could possibly happen in the pool if my dream was true.

"I don't mind teaching you, although, I'd like something in return. Maybe math tutoring?" I asked her.

"Math? But you do perfectly fine in math!" She said with surprise.

"Damnit she got me there. Quick think of something!"
"I just don't understand this one section, there's just so many steps." I said a little quickly.

"O-ok, I guess." She responded finally.

"YES! MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!" I thought to myself. In the middle of thinking a peculiar scent entered my nose. Lavender. The smell was stronger when I got close to Kyra. I remembered the kiss from this morning.

"U-umm, did you possibly bump into me this morning?" I asked, stuttering out the question. Her entire face went red as soon as the words left my mouth. She was a stuttering mess.

"Well, only one way to find out." I thought to myself as I brought up the courage.

I kissed her........ On the lips.....

"Did I just do that?" I mentally questioned myself. I looked at her frozen in place, as she seemed to have a dreamy look in her eyes. She then fell forward onto me.

"Hey! Are you ok?!" I asked her worriedly. Her eyes were rolled back into her head. My face went cynical as I then figured out she passed out.

"Just my luck..." I muttered under my breath as I picked her up bridal style and heading to the nurses office.