Wolves Hold Onto Friendships | H o L L o w T r e e

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Michael whines and points to Alex, "But, he wasn't invited either!" Priscilla smiles and wraps her arms around Alex's which way more bigger than hers. "That's why he's being forced to carry not only my bag but me also!" Alex looks down at her stubbornly. "That's not going to happen." Michael jokes, "But, good luck trying!" He prances away and after Riley who is in front of the exit. Priscilla looks up at Alex with a kiddingly scold. He then sweeps her into his arms and follows the other two. "Weee!" She silently squeals while respecting the other classes and still not wanting to be caught. She's wondering how her teacher is taking her absence right now. did she continue teaching, or did she call security on them like any other teacher would have?

Michael glances at Riley and remains light and playful by suddenly walking proudly in front of her as if imitating her own way of walking.

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Riley stopped, putting her hands on her hips. "Do you have a problem with the way I walk? Hmm?" She questioned before walking past him, adding a little extra sway in her hips. "Beat that," she said as she looked past her shoulder, giving him a bright smile. Not waiting to see his reaction, Riley pushed the door open and walked out.

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Michael pretends to be appalled though he seems to enjoy a little playful competition. "You just broke my sass meter." He makes sure he has her attention by running back up to face her again as if they're both fighting for the spotlight. "You owe me a new one." He says before flashing his hand back and walking like a diva away from her and towards his car. "We're not taking your car, are we?" Alex complains with Priscilla still in his arms. Priscilla looks confused. "I thought we were walking. Where do you plan on taking us, Michael?" She asks and Alex gently lowers her to the floor to walk. "No, Priscilla, you don't want to get in his car. It has no roof."

Priscilla raises an eyebrow at Alex. "So?" She doesn't see his point. He gestures towards her hair and says, "It'll ruin this hair." She smiles happily. "Is that a compliment, Alex? I didn't know you give them." She chuckled. Michael bangs on the door of his car and says, "I don't see you offering your car." Priscilla rolls her eyes in Alex's defense. "His car only has two seats, so this is all we have." Michael gazes upon what he believes to be beautiful. Then Priscilla also adds, "It's the prettiest, girliest car I've ever seen. I love it!"

"My car is not girly. It's a race car. This isn't cheap." Michael barks. Priscilla jumps in the back to sit with Alex leaving the front for Riley. "Sorry Riley." Priscilla apologizes playfully. Alex doesn't catch on to the playful part but is sincerely sorry and also apologizes. Michael adjusts the mirror to squint at Alex with a dirty look then back at Priscilla with a wink. "Let's have a party. This'll only happen once in a lifetime."

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"Stuck in the front seat with him," she says, acting as if she was disappointed. "Hey Pris, you can always...ya know, trade me spots," I commented, flashing Michael an innocent smile. I knew that as long as Alex was anywhere in the car, I wasn't getting Priscilla away from him. "Oh the horror," Riley faked, sliding her finger across her throat as if it was a knife. A quiet giggle escaped her as she buckled her seatbelt. "Where are we going? It better be fun, this may be the last time the alpha let's us out of his sight."

[Ailith]

{I'll edit this and re-post tomorrow, 'kay? Night, young bloods!}

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Michael grinned at their comments and said, "I don't understand why you guys act like you don't like me. I'm irresistable, and without me, we all know there would be no fun." Then he want on about how beautiful his car is as turned the key and started the engine. "We're going to a rager tonight, and I know just the place." He snickered.

Priscilla slightly gasped at the thought. She's never been to a party before besides sweet sixteens and school dances. She so desperately wanted to dance. "What's the rager called Michael?" She asked curiously. She imagined it to have some killer name.

Michael chuckled, "El lupe or something... Now that I think about it, I wouldn't be surprised if the owners are werewolves."

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"I need party clothes," Riley complained, looking at the jeans and T-shirt she was wearing. "You can't honestly think I would wear this, right?" She's questioned, hoping for a little back up from Priscilla. She turned in her seat, her eyes pleading Priscilla to change.

Since finding out she was a werewolf, Riley life was flipped upside down. Now she didn't do what she wanted, it was always "the pack this" or the "pack that". "I just want this party to be memorable since this very well might be the last time we go to a party," she explained, rambling on.

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((Ailith, your pack can't role play without your post, and I too will have to come back and edit this. Sorry for my short absence, this role play can't die so soon...