Part 16: Grimm

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It was Saturday, which meant I had to work on the science project with Grimm.

I drove to his house.

"Hey," he spoke when he answered the door.

He was wearing a blue striped t-shirt and jeans.

"Ready to go?" I nodded.

His house was really nice. It smelled like wood and roses.

We took his truck to his dad's cousin's house.

"Are you excited about seeing a wolf," he asked me, while driving.

"Yep, got my camera."

"You don't talk much do you?" he asked me.

"I don't know. I mean no one really cares,"

Grimm sighed.

"Why don't you?" he questioned.

"I guess I either don't have anyone to speak with, or I'm just thinking or reading about werewolves."

He chuckled.

"Do you have any friends...?"

This conversation was getting very personal... and cliché.

"No," I answered.

"Why do you ask?" he asked me.

"Ask what?"

"To leave class every first period, to go to your locker to get your books when you know they are hiding in your book bag, to stay at school after the bell has rang, for everyone to leave when you read on your phone."

My eyes widened in shock.

Luckily, we were at the house already and we stopped.

"Stalker!" I yelled and ran out of the truck.

I threw my body into the woods and kept running.

He somehow caught up to me, because I felt myself being tackled to the ground.

"Help!" I yelled.

"Calm down. Why do you freak out every time someone notices you?" his voice still sounded slightly amused.

By now I just wanna leave, I can finish the project by myself.

"How do you know all that stuff?" my lip was quivering in fear.

"It's not that hard to notice, and as vice president of the student body, I need to acknowledge strange behavior immediately."

My eyes widened in shock.

"Your the vice president?"

"Yeah, you don't notice much when your always on your phone. You're lucky I haven't told on you yet."

"Please don't," getting in trouble made me feel anxiety and stress.

"I won't, don't worry. But why do you do that stuff, I don't get it."

I shrugged.

"Tell me," he pushed.

"No," I pushed him to the side to stand up.

He tripped me with his arm.

Ok now this was getting creepy.

I got up and started running again.

I ran towards the house, because his truck was in the driveway. My phone was in there, so maybe I could call my mom for help-

"Ahhh!" I screamed when he caught me.

"I'm not gonna hurt you, gosh!" he yelled at me.

"I'm not telling you anything!" I yelled back.

"Fine, let's just go get some wolf DNA," he said in a low voice.

I nodded and we headed for the woods.





"We've been walking for hours and haven't found any wolves," I complained.

"Hey I thought you're the one who wanted to see one!"

"Well we both want an A on this project, so let's just pick a different animal."

"Fine," he sighed.

"Look!" I said poiting to a tree branch.

On it were three bats.

It was daytime so they were sleeping.

I put a finger to my lips, signaling to be quiet, as I took a tiny hair from the middle one's ear.

"Run," I whispered and we both ran back to the truck.

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