The Werewolf's Moon | 1-on-1 Carrie911 X Redtie

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[Sure!]

Tasha payed attention to her math teacher, since it was one of her weaker subjects and she wanted to pass the class with a decent grade for her GPA. She wrote down notes, sighing in relief that Jane wasn't in the same class, or she wouldn't be able to concentrate of her work. Tasha wanted to kiss the bell when it wrang, and she already had her stuff packed to get out of there as quickly as possible. She walked out, again avoiding the others as she headed to her next class, gym. She didn't mind gym, she actually was pretty good at it to say the least. Tasha walked into the girls locker room and changed into her gym clothing, then walked out. She was slightly worried about having her stuff stolen, since she forget to bring a lock.

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[ Uuuurrgh! my computer decided to shut off, therefore destroying my post when I was almost done, sighs, here goes the second try T.T ]

Nat swung his bag onto his shoulder as soon as the bell rang, he stood, sighing to himself as he started out of the room, barely missing Micheal's well placed binder that had been left beside his work table. He rolled his eyes, the idiot was lucky that he wasn't like some of his kind that would take revenge on the unsuspecting human some night when they least expected it. Unlike them he didn't much care what they thought of him.
Nat growled as he started upstairs, while he was talented at running, keeping balance, etc., he was always forced to hold back and act as if he sucked at them so that he didn't draw attention to himself. Being a werewolf had it's draw back at times.
Nat glanced around the gym before heading into the gym locker room, quickly changing and tossing his things into his locker for safe keeping, he locked it easily then walked back into the gym, taking a seat on one of the gym bleachers as he waited for the couches to call out those that they were assigned to. He sighed, looking around at the crowd of kids, bored. He noticed the new girl, Tasha, almost immediately as he scanned faces.
Once the couches called out the kids he stood, noticing that Tasha had also been called, along with Micheal and most of the prep crowd.

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[Oh, I hate when that happens!]

Tasha hesitantly stood from her spot on the bleachers, alone as usual. She walked down each step with ease and went over to the other kids that were called, keeipng her head down and distancing herself from eachone so she wouldn't be noticed. She wasn't in the mood for attention, she never was actually. She shuffled her feet as she stood, shoving her hands into her gym short's pockets, sighing to herself as she waited for the couches to announce what they are going to do.

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"This is gonna be fun," Micheal muttered to one of his buddies as he eyed the back of Nat's head.
Nat ignored him as he also waited for the couch to announce what they would be doing for the day.

"Alright kids," Couch Jackal started, looking over his latest brats, "today will be spent walking around the track, any arguments, fights, or if you just look at each other or me wrong and it'll be running for everyone." with that he walked out of the gym door and headed for the track.

Nat sighed as he set out after most of the kids were gone, he noticed that the other couches were mostly staying inside for the day and rolled his eyes, leave it to his couch to not notice that it would be raining soon outside, judging by the dark storm clouds brewing in the distance, and the lighter shaded clouds over them.

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Tasha walked out of the gym after the other had walked out, staying in the back. She didn't mind being alone, even though she would prefer to have another person walking with her, but nobody offered. Jane was in a different class and she was the only one that was friendly towards her, and was basically the only person that had approached her. Tasha shrugged to herself, it was only a hour anyways, so how bad could it be?

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Nat glanced over at Tasha, curious a bit since she hadn't tried to suck up to the preppy kids yet, he glanced ahead again as the class arrived at the track, and started the walk. He was close to Tasha since most of the rest of the class were clumped together, chattering away about parties and such they were planning. He glanced up at the sky, particularly wishing for the rain so that he wouldn't have to listen to their senseless chatter much longer. He ran a hand through his already messy hair and sighed.

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Tasha glanced up and over at Nat when she heard him sigh, looking at him curiously. She wondered why he wasn't with any of the other kids. Thats odd... she thought in the back of her head. She remembered hearing gossip on him being a serial killer, which she thought was ridiculous. He looked troubled to her, and she wondered what was running through his mind at the moment. "Hey." she murmered shyly, picking up her stride to catch up to him.

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Nat glanced over at Tasha, "Hello," his voice was somewhat kind since he noticed how shy she was acting. He thought it strange that she was talking to him but figured she must be lonely, or curious about the 'mysterious guy'. Most of the humans had sense enough to not hang around him much, their sub conscious warned them away. I give her a day of hearing the latest gossip about me before she stops even looking my way, Nat thought to himself.

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[I think the next class should be science and they could be lab partners x) ]

Tasha still stayed shy though, since her sub conscious seemed to continue to yell 'Run away! He's dangerous!' but she decided to ignore it. "What's your name?" she asked softly, all out of curiousity, glancing up at him and tilting her head to the side. She didn't catch his name when she heard the gossip, and would rather know him by his real name instead of the supposed 'serial killer', and that label of him that the others used seemed to spark her curiousity more on him then ever.

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[ Alright ^.^ ]
"I'm Nathan, but you can call me Nat," Nat offered a faint smiled at her tilted head, she's rather cute. he observed in the back of his mind, but it wasn't a big deal to him, if he only looked for looks in a crush he would have already fallen in love a million times with the girls his parents forced him to meet. But, as of yet, he fancied no one really.