Everest considered what this strange boy could do for her. She didn't care about schoolwork, and people who had others do it for them were just unimaginative idiots. She would do something intelligent. Something interesting.
Everest looked at Caleb with what probably appeared to be disinterest. His eyes were pleading, begging for her forgiveness. She sighed inwardly. This Caleb was certainly no fun. She wanted to see the Caleb who might have hurt her in some way, the dangerous Caleb.
"Come down to the beach tonight," Everest finally said. "If anyone gives you any trouble, say you're looking for Everest." Of course, saying this was only guaranteed to cause him even more trouble. That would be the fun part. The bell ring, and Everest stood. "Later," she shrugged, slipping out the door. It was always best to leave, before your lies were unraveled.
He watched her go, very confused. How did she think that he was going to get there sanely? Would his wolf side even remember or know to do something like that? And if he had hurt her then why did she want him back? Maybe she...actually liked whatever disgusting and totally out of character thing he had done to her. But for then, he would worry about it alllll day. Then night fell Nd he changed quickly into wolf form to run down there. When he got close to his destination, he stopped and made himself into the human/wolf form. He walked down and asked for Everest.
Everest was in the back of the crowd at the beach. It was more of a party than anything else. Members of every tough gang in the area were there. The Reapers acted as bouncers, making sure that no random people made it into this party. It was just for them.
Everest snorted at that thought. The Reapers were by no means the toughest gang there. They didn't even place. The only reason they were hosting it on their turf was because of Ever. Everyone knew she was the toughest gang leader around. People who doubted that only had to hear her whisper their deepest, darkest secret in their ear. The others, the people whose secrets were bad enough that she didn't want to say them aloud, she simply fought. After an encounter like that, they knew better than to test her.
The other gangs there were full of a rough crowd. The ages varied. There were people with dozens of rings in their face, and wildly dyed hair that stuck out at odd angles. Others had big muscles and motorcycles. Some people had ripped leather jackets. One group was actually lead by a pyromaniac, responsible for several arsons in the area. It was a pretty dangerous environment to be in.
Everest sat on a log, warming herself by the bonfire. The pyromaniac sat beside her, gazing longingly at the flames and trying to flirt with her. She was uninterested.
Suddenly, there was a commotion at the far end of the beach. It was Taco. Oh, great. "You here to see who?" he shouted, waving around a stick. Everest rolled her eyes and turned back to the flame. "Ain't nobody coming here to see the boss! Who you think you are?"
He smiled smugly. "My name is Caleb and she knows who I am. She told me to come here earlier in one of my classes" he said, raising an eyebrow in question. Would he really have to fight this kid? It wouldn't even be a challenge
"Hey," the pyromaniac said, leaning closer. "Let's say you and me go and..."
"No," Everest said flatly, not even turning her eyes away from her hands. Then again, the pyromaniac was still gazing deep into the flames, his eyes deeply enchanted. Everest rolled her own. If he was going to try and flirt with her, he could at least look. What a loser.
Speaking of losers, what was happening on the other end of the beach? Everest turned to watch, slightly amused.
"You a lil' nobody, that's who!" Taco shouted, raising his arm and waving it like a madman. He glanced around at the crowd, looking for fuel. Everyone was laughing. Half didn't know what was going on, and the other half knew how weak Taco was. "I'll show you who da boss is! I'ma take you on!" Taco bellowed. He yanked his shirt over his head and tossed it to the ground. He gestured for the boy to come at him with a flick of his hands.
Everest laughed softly. This would certainly be good.
He sighed. He went at him, quicker than eyes could see (since werewolves have super speed), and gave him one good punch. The boy went flyig across the beach into a small sand hill. He flexed his hand then looked around, trying to spot the delectable and gorgeous Everest.
Everyone gasped, looking from Caleb to Taco. Everest found it funny, but not unexpected, that no one came to Taco's aid. In fact, after everyone realized what had happened, they started laughing. Taco brought himself to his feet and dusted himself off. "I-I wannut even doin' my best. But...I'ma beat you now!" he sputtered, trying to save face.
Everest stood up and brushed herself off. She would have to fix this before Taco seriously got hurt. The pyromaniac didn't seem too concerned. Everest rolled her eyes at that thought and slipped her hands into the pocket of her hoodie.
"Hey," she called out when she was just within hearing range. "What's going on?"
Caleb recognized her voice and he smiled a toothy, and somewhat sinister grin. "Well I was simply trying to find you, like you said earlier and I just moved the trash out of the way. Nothing too serious. I think it was actually a favor to get t off your hands" he said smoothly as she walked over to him. He analyzed her and definitely liked what he saw.
"It's okay, Tac," she said, waving at him. "He's with me. You can calm down now." She walked back the way she was came, calling over her shoulder, "Come."
He smiled and followed her. This would be...interesting. What did she want from him? He knew what he wanted and how to get it, but what did intend to do to him? Ha, poor Caleb, the human side, would be baffled
"You came," she stated obviously. "I kind of thought you would be a no-show."
He smirked. "Of course not. Your far too interesting to pass up" he said, laying on the compliments
The smirk didn't fall from his face. "Well then, what would you want with me?" he asked innocently.
Everest considered this. Why had she done this? Sure, it was to see if he were different at night. But why else?
"You're interesting," she said simply. "And this," she said, gesturing toward the party, "is not. Let's go."
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