Nina
Jessica, Lori and I had begun setting up camp not far from where the businessman had been murdered when I heard twigs and leaves crunching in the forest.
Someone was coming.
“Oh my god,” Jessica complained as she fiddled with her tent poles, “this is impossible! Lori, I need help!”
“Guys,” I said, but they didn’t hear me.
“I just helped you two minutes ago,’ Lori said, standing and walking over to Jessica with her hands on her hips while Jessica whined.
“Shh!” I said, which made them finally go quiet. “Do you hear that?”
My heart raced as I listened to the footsteps. They were getting louder, and definitely headed directly for our camp. I glanced over at my tent, which had the shotgun inside- 11 I could just get over there before anything bad happened.
“Hello?” a male voice called out from the woods.
I knew that voice anywhere; it was Enzo.
And hearing it didn’t make me any less terrified.
He stepped out into the clearing, holding a bundle of firewood with a backpack on his back and a big, stupid grin on his face.
“Oh, hey!” he said, as if he hadn’t followed us out here. I knew I should’ve stopped Luke! “Fancy seeing. you ladies here!”
“What a surprise!” Jessica said, practically squealing with delight. Despite what she had said in the cafeteria the other day about Enzo, she couldn’t hide her fangirl nature around him.
shotgun in case Enzo
tent for the shotgun, his eyes flashing red for a split second as if to warn me not to do it. I swallowed, my heart practically
camp with us!”
growled,
be fun. You’d be okay
a hot guy to forget all of our morals, but her nonchalance toward him in the cafeteria the other day made me wonder now if he was using some sort of werewolf powers to make Jessica say these things… And when I saw how focused his eyes were on hers,
Jessica into inviting
there was no way out now. Regardless of what I said,
flashed another grin at my response, then looked up at
over to our fire pit and setting down the firewood he had so nonchalantly collected on his way to stalk me. “I’ll just go get Matt and James, and we’ll be
in…
game was
could ask,
toward me, her
to which I shrugged in return. There was no use discussing it
Jessica said. “I don’t know what came over me just
it is,’ Lori growled, stomping back over to her tent and
it wasn’t Jessica’s fault. “Maybe it will be
in the morning, I
boys returned; and, much to
blushed, mumbling a quiet “Hey”, and quickly looked
that he would be barking up the wrong tree if he
Enzo could learn from.
I pretended to be
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