“I turned to Caeden. “Holy hell, what happened while we were gone? Is it mating season for wolves?”Caeden’s blue eyes were wide. “Apparently so.”
“We both laughed. Bryce pulled into the parking spot next to Caeden’s and hopped out. He looked between the three of us. “I missed something and it was big. I know it,” he said. Caeden ruffled his younger brother’s hair. “Don’t worry. It was just Travis, like always.”Bryce shook his shaggy hair, once again reminding me of a dog, and said, “Want me to teach him a lesson?” he did a karate chop in the air. “I can take him,” he added.-Bryce and Caeden”
“Kyle tapped Caeden’s shoulder. “Isn’t your little brother the one who sang the Fergie song at the top of his lungs during that assembly last year.”Caeden buried his face in his hands. “That’s the one.”Shane snickered. “I watched that on youtube.”“He did a dance too,” Tyler said, and began to, I guess, mimic it. The other guys joined in and they began to sing the lyrics to Glamorous.“Oh God,” Caeden croaked. “Youtube?”They finished mimicking and Shane said, “Yeah, it’s on youtube. It’s got like a million hits or something.”“A million?” Caeden squeaked.”
“Wake up, Sophie,” Caeden said against my ear.“Go away,” I mumbled. “Rise and shine,” he said and shook me slightly.“I’m going to stab you in the eye,” I mumbled into the pillow.“Ah, you wouldn’t do that, you like my pretty blue eyes too much.”
“Goodbye is goodbye, Caeden, it doesn’t matter who you’re saying it to,” I turned around and sat down.”
“Travis,” Caeden’s teeth groaned together. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll run.”“Oh, are we playing cat and mouse?” Travis grinned, showing elongated teeth. Hair began to sprout and he started to shimmer. “I love games. I choose cat,” his words were muffled around his teeth.”
“He barked a laugh before nudging my leg with his wet nose. “Ew, Caeden! You got wolf snot all over my leg!” I left him behind the bush as I stared at the wet mess on my leg. His barking laughter quickly turned to human laughter. “Wolf snot?” he grinned.“Yes, and it’s all over my leg. It’s gross,” I complained. “Just because we can change into wolves doesn’t mean we need to act like them all the time.”