Half Bitten

I couldn’t contain my anger. “No—he doesn’t mean it.” I stated to the rest of the room. “This is just a dare.”
Alec rolled his eyes. “Remember the bet? You lost, which means this decision is none of your business.”
“Well, have you filled out the application?” Kelly asked, who was sitting at the front of the room. Looking around I recognized the faces that were caught in the middle of confusion and annoyance. Judging by the chalk outline of the three letters, ASB, we were intruding in on their weekly meeting.
“No.” I stated again. “Filling out an application is very unnecessary.”
“Oh come on!” Kelly rolled her eyes. “You’re an amazing person, Jackie. You’d be a great candidate.”
Alec chuckled proudly. “See, even she thinks so.”
I looked back to his green eyes. They seemed to be coated with a feeling of achievement. “Very nice—what’d you promise Kelly?”
“Nothing.” She intruded, already by our side with an application accompanying her hand. “Just be sure to hand it in tomorrow. I’ll tell everyone that you’re running.”
Before I could take another breath, we were out the door and down the hall where no one could be a witness to my kidnapping. “You know for a girl, you’re pretty clueless.”
I rolled my eyes while flailing my legs in the air in attempt to break free of his hold. “Why are you doing this? You’re so stupid!”
“This is for your own good. Trust me.” Alec promised with a subtle urge. “Besides, you have the most feared family in town voting for you. This’ll be a synch.”
“I don’t want it to be a synch!” I groaned. “You don’t know me at all!”
“I beg to differ.” He chuckled.
“Oh yeah, I forgot.” I continued to move my legs. “You’ve been stalking me for the past two months.”
At the end of my thought he stopped walking. Within an instant I was placed firmly on my feet and against a cold wall. Alec put both of his arms out, letting his palms set on either side of my head. “It was not stalking more than plainly watching over you without your permission. You’re in high school and you need to grow up. Being this stubborn wont get you anywhere. You definitely don’t have the power to push me away.” His green eyes burned holes into my glare.
I was out of words; his face was so close to mine, that his cold breath saturated the skin on my face.
After holding firm eye contact with me for five more seconds, Alec cleared his throat and pulled his arms down. “Sorry. You’re just really annoying when you get like this.”
“Well excuse me if I don’t want to be made into a Barbie doll with flawlessly curled hair and glossy makeup!” I scoffed, and then studied his face. Taking advantage of his confusion, I quickly darted my body away and started to walk down the hall.
“You know you won’t be able to run away from me.” Alec called out.
“I know.” I yelled back, still heading forward. “That’s why I’m walking.”
It pained me to continue the day. My last two classes made time seem as if it were slowing down, just as a mock. A mock to me.
I finished my work early, partly because I didn’t want to stay in the room any longer, and was allowed to leave. Sitting in the front parking lot, I couldn’t help but turn my attention to the predominant spot in which Amber would park her car. Till this day, I knew that I could recognize that shade of maroon anywhere, if it were her car.
The parking spot looked as if I hadn’t been used after The Whites’ disappearance. All that was left was an old crushed cup of stiraphone that managed to roll its own path by the wind. I missed him so much. Despite the fact that I knew seeing him would cause my own death, I couldn’t help but long for his touch once again.
The fact that Alec set me up for pure social failure did not help my status, either. Who would vote for me? If anything, I think that Alec had a lapse in logical judgment, or was confused by the power he held over me. But why would he do this in particular. Instead of ruining me himself, why have to do it indirectly?
“You’re Jackie, aren’t you?” a voice questioned out loud.
I jerked my head to the side only to find a tall, rugged figure towering over me. His blonde hair swayed in the wind slightly as he let his brown eyes glare. “No way! You are Jackie.”
“What—er, have I met you before?”
He smiled slightly. “I’m Parker, but no, you haven’t. Aren’t you running for Ms. Junior Home Coming princess?”
I couldn’t help but let a horrid expression crease my face. “It’s only been two hours!”
In response Parker stuttered for a few seconds. “Well, I—I’m sorry, I just wanted to be sure. I’m running for Home Coming Prince, myself.”
“That’s great, I guess.” I remarked sheepishly.
“We’re going to have to get together sometime and discus our campaign.”
I swallowed noisily. Me campaigning? I couldn’t even imagine such a sight. “Sure, why not.”
Parker flashed another smile and excused himself from my presence. I watched him walk away wondering how such a muscular person could smile that kindly.
When the bell rang, I kept an eye out for my father or Ms. Rolands, seeing as how they’ll never be inseparable. After a couple of seconds in the car, Becca and Sadie remarked that they were hungry, and to thank my father for helping her out with dance class, Ms. Rolands offered to drive to Port Angeles for a well earned dinner. I groaned at the idea while Alec grinned proudly. When we arrived, of course all eyes, including some of the teenager’s I recognized from school, were turned our way. Normally, I wouldn’t catch more than two pairs of eyes, and that in spite of curiosity and wonder as to why I was so lucky enough to be blessed with the Rolands’ presence. But this time, something changed. Eyes were directed towards me in another manner, an amused manner.
It caused me to become confused.
I was no one to look at especially with flawless beings like The Rolands standing around me.
“How was your day?” My father asked as we watched Ms Rolands drive away from the front porch of the house. The darkness of the night caused me to become drowsy, and after a yawn, I finally answered my father.
“The usual.”
My father chuckled lightly after taking his eyes off the sheen of the car. “I’m sorry.”
I rolled my eyes, while the cold finally reached my body. In an attempt to steal a moment of warmth, I held the leftover food the restaurant packed for us graciously close. “I don’t want to talk about it. I just want sleep.”
“I agree.” My father sighed, leading the way to the door. “I’m so full.”
I trailed up the stairs wishing my father a good night. When I crashed onto my bed, I admitted to myself that this would be the only night, compared to most nights, in which I would sleep.
Besides, if I was going to argue with Alec, I needed the most sleep I could get.

“So, what’s your birth date?” Alec asked once again, setting the tip of his pen down on the application in front of him.
“I don’t know.” I mumbled, chewing on the edge of my pen cap. “Take a guess.”
He rolled his eyes and managed to conjure up a threat. “I’ll go to the front office and ask for your file. Please take this seriously.”
I rolled my eyes in response. “Why should I? This is crazy. I don’t need this.”
“Well, you may not think so, but I do.” Alec protested again. “Now tell me, when were you born?”
“December, 18, 1992.” I blurted out slowly.
He wrote fast. “Now, how tall are you?”
“With heels or without?” I tried to change the subject. “didn’t you want to know how old I am?”
Alec, despite his stern attitude, put the pen down and leaned back lazily in the library chair he managed to drag. “What do you mean? You’re not the only girl running for this title.”
“I mean,” I sighed and leaned my head to the side. “Why can’t I nominate you?”
“No, no. This week is about you, not me.”
I tried to keep my temper down. Frankly, for the past two weeks he’s been following me with that application, and we weren’t even past the first page. I crushed the pen cap with my teeth once again, in order to contain my stress. The library was starting to become empty, and I was thankful. Ever since word spilled out about me running, the attention grew to be brutal. Even my teachers seemed to pay attention to me once again, and I had no time to myself. Every instance I would step out into the hall, at least two or three unfamiliar voices would shout my name. As if they knew who I was, the bodies belonging to the voices would approach me with smiles and hugs. The other bodies, the ones who were merciful enough to walk by, would stare. Knowing that they were getting their fifteen minutes of fame, the hugging and smiling faces would grow to be loud, and laugh, and once the bell rang, I was alone. Popularity is any teenager’s dream in high school, but to what cost? High school is only a passage to the real world. A world in which it does not hold care or interest on the matter of how many faces claim to know you or how many names harbor themselves on your phone.
Popularity resulted in me being lonelier than ever before.
“Why are you doing this?” I asked politely.
“I told you, I’m going to help you get over Lowlii even if it’s the last thing I do.”
I tried not to groan. “That isn’t your job! You’re supposed to be there for me and that’s it.”
Alec seemed to match my tone. “And the only way I know how to do that is to do this.” He looked back down to the paper. “What’s your favorite color?”
I hesitated for a few seconds. “Green.”
“What kind of green?”
“The kind that doesn’t look like crap.” I retorted back.
He had to fight a smile, “I thought it would be blue.”
I bit my lip, “so did I.” Alec took in another breath to speak but I cut him off. “Why are you doing this? I’m not worth all this attention.”
“I beg to differ.” Alec protested.
I hated this. Every move I made was being watched. If I dared to breathe the wrong way, I would be the new whore in town.
“Look.” Alec let his eyes come to mine. “I know this is hard. Having people talk about you, act like they know you…” he let his voice trail off, trying not to conjure up memories of his own. “Believe me, I know. But it’s three days before voting, you’re in this for the long run.”
I wanted to fight him, I wanted to throw my hands up in the air and whine to God. Alec had me exactly where he wanted me, and he knew it. I had no choice but to say yes. I couldn’t crawl in the corner and become invisible once again, too many people knew my name.
“Why does Port Angeles High School take this so seriously?” I exclaimed in a moan, finally succumbing to my ironic state in life.
Alec smiled after studying my face closely. “It’s cuz you’re running.” After a chuckle, he shook his head in astonishment. “You make people go crazy, Jackie. It’s a shame you don’t know it. You could really use your power for good.”
“Well, maybe you would do that,” I smirked. “But I think we could both agree to the fact that I’m not a manipulative vampire jerk like you.”
“You know, I could change that,” Alec smirked back.
I nodded along, letting my mind wander. Change, it was happening all around me, yet I was still the same. What good did staying exactly the same do for me?
The next day happened to be the start of me embracing change. I was one of the early ones on campus and as the people started to flood in, I greeted them with smiles and hugs. I found it hard to believe that I recalled most of their names.
“Hey, Kelly!” I waved to her as she climbed out of her father’s car. After holding a shocked glare, she waved to me and rushed her parents away.
“You seem happy.” She peeked up to me through her freshly curled eyelashes.
I shrugged, “well, I’m trying to look at the bright side of this.”
“Really?” she asked in an amused manner. “I knew you’d come around eventually.”
I laughed lightly, “Better later, than never.” I remarked, and then suddenly remembering that it was Wednesday, I turned my head towards her. “What are we doing today in ASB?”
She looked down to the ground, “that’s if anyone wants to show up. The school stuck us on decorating for Home Coming, and ever since the group has been dying out.”
Poor choice of words.
“I’ll help.” I told her confidently, trying not to think of what mess was waiting for me. “Just tell me what to do.”
Kelly smiled and began to tell me what she wanted. After school, I was to change into something comfortable and report to the far closet of the girl’s locker room. After opening it, I would need to lug all the decorating supplies out and drag them to the front of the gym where she would be waiting with the key. We only had three days to turn the gym into a midnight getaway for Home Coming, and it wasn’t going to be easy. Besides the smell of moldy socks and peanut butter jelly sandwiches, we still had to set up the lighting and summon up a playlist with the hottest new songs.
As the last bell rang, and after I managed to fetch my sweats and a tank top from the dance room, I was out of class and into the girl’s locker room closet. Despite all the dust that happened to attack me as the door swung open, I piled as many boxes as I could and stumbled out of the girl’s locker room towards the hall that led to the front door of the gym. After a few minutes of struggle, I heard mocking laughter behind me.
“Get a look at this girl!” one boy laughed. “She thinks she macho!”
After groaning inwardly, I tried to pick up my speed.
“Ha-ha!” another laugh managed to rise above the group of boys I was about to pass by. “What some help there, sexy mama!”
I didn’t want to answer, so instead I tried to step forward.
“Why don’t you drop those?” Another male voice demanded as a hand flung the boxes down to the ground. I tried to look for an exit but the five average sized males circled me. The one with black eyes and a buzz cut stepped forward to eliminate the space between us.
“What if I told you that I’d vote for you?” he waited for an answers and I nodded involuntarily. He smirked, “what would you do to thank me?”
Something told me that this wasn’t just a friendly conversation. “I would, er… buy you ice cream.” I offered, “chocolate or vanilla?”
“Chocolate.” The guy with the buzz cut whispered as he let his fingers touch my arm. “Just like you baby.”
I stepped back only to bump into another male. My heart raced and I couldn’t find the words to speak. The hall we were in was completely barren; there was no one else that could save me. I wanted to scream out Alec’s name, but I knew the boys around me wouldn’t like that.
“Leave me alone.” I plead, “Please leave me alone.”
“Yeah,” another voice intruded. “Why don’t you leave her alone?”
I sighed in relief knowing that Alec found me.
“Hey, man.” The guy with the buzz cut looked up to someone behind me, “we’re not looking for any trouble. We just wanted to tell her we were voting for her.”
“Yeah.” The other four guys spinelessly started to walk backwards.
“Well, thanks then.” Alec spoke from behind me. “But now you’re going to have to help her with those boxes.”
“They’re supposed to go to the gym.” I peeped, still breathless.
“You heard the lady.” Alec spoke.
Within a second the five boys each grabbed a box and raced down the hall towards the gym.
I was drowning in emotions as I turned around to hug him. “Thank you! Thank you so much!” I squeezed tightly, than realized that I was never able to do that before. I looked up through my eyelashes only to be staring into the brown eyes of Parker.
He giggled slightly, hugging back. “No problem! I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you.”
This was awkward, I wasn’t used to being in the arms of a regular person. It wasn’t too hot or even too cold, and I didn’t like it.
I bolted two steps back. “Oh, sorry, Parker. I thought you were someone else.”
“Oh,” after getting rid of his giggles, the smile on his face started to fade. “You thought I was Alec.”
“No, no I didn’t.” I lied, trying to explain myself. “I just—we—I,” caught in panic, I wrapped my arms around him again. “Would you like some ice cream too?”
He laughed, “sure, after Home Coming. It’s a date.”
At that instant, my heart dropped. I didn’t mean for this to happen and of course, I had to keep my mouth shut. Parker saved me. How was I ever going to thank him if I said no now?

“Is it true?” Alec asked while setting his bag down on his desk.
I looked away from my Algebra II teacher for a few seconds. “What’s true?”
“That you’re dating Parker Emerge.”
“What?” I tried to contain my shock. “I—how did you hear?”
Alec smirked, “its all over the school. Parker’s football buddies are going crazy.”
I tried not to let the stress make my eyes water. “That’s not fair—I didn’t mean for it to happen like this.”
After finding my voice to be negative, Alec studied my face. “What’s wrong? This is good.”
“No, it’s not.” I whined. “He saved me from a couple of guys.” I quickly summarized what happened. After minutes of talking, I realized that I was freaking out. Judging by Alec’s astonished expression and uncertain eyes, I had gone too far.
“Jackie,” He cut my emotional banter. “You’re turning red.”
I tried to take in a breath, “this wasn’t supposed to happen.”
Alec laughed, “Well it did. I’m proud of you Jackie. I knew that nominating you for Junior Home Coming princes was a plan that would work.”
That was it. I suddenly realized why he nominated me. He knew that all the attention would be on me. With everyone shouting my name, and with guys throwing themselves around in cults, I would have no choice but to pay attention to the world around me. Having no chance to sulk around thinking about Lowlii would cause me to forget. That was what Alec was looking forward to.
“Jackie?” Alec leaned his head to the side in concern. “Is anything wrong?”
I let the shocked expression on my face drop to a serene one. “No, everything’s completely fine.”
Another minute or two passed as my Algebra II teacher narrated the steps on how to figure out variables of an equation.
“What are you doing after school?” Alec asked. “We have to discuss something for Home Coming.”
I tried to suppress the offensive feeling he gave me. “Really? What’d you have in mind?”
Alec smirked, “it’s a surprise.”

This would be better for all of us. Bailing out of Home coming would only spare the majority of the school from seeing me fall flat on my face. Besides, Parker seemed to love being nominated, and there was no way I could be sure that I would carry the same spirit.
Running away would be better for all of us.
“Cramps?” I asked myself, as I munched onto an apple but the judgmental glares seemed to find their way to me almost instantly. “Sorry.” I apologized for my loud munching.
The guy with the buzz cut rolled his eyes and whispered something to his two friends. “Stupid princess.”
The two friends, who of course were blackmailed by Alec into helping with the decoration, groaned in agreement. I continued watching as they carried the table further into the gym.
After everyone seemed to be a safe distance away from me, I pulled out a sheet of tattered paper. Judging by the amount of doodles, I couldn’t help but admit that academics failed to interest me.
“Broken ankle?” I mumbled, thinking of the option. That would mean that I would have to get my hands on a state of the art cast. There would be no reason for that because it would give my father a chance to overreact and my plans would come crashing down. I sighed as I crossed the first two things on my list of excuses off.
“Buying a dress that’s rigged to rip, so I would have to leave early.” I weighed the factors. Of course, that would mean sneaking in extra clothes and a pair of tennis shoes. Who knew how much time I had to run before Alec grew smart enough to figure things out.
“Here.” Parker exhaled as he set down the ladder in front of me. “This was the only one I could find.” He smiled, looking for my instant gratitude.
“Thanks.” I mumbled coldly. While setting the list down to the gym floor, I reminded myself of the fourth thing on it. Parker set the ladder firmly down and opened it up. I picked up the mid-sized oaktag banner trying to breathe calmly.
“Oh,” Parker jumped into the action of stabilizing one leg belonging to the ladder. “Let me help.”
“No.” I weighed my opinion lightly. “It’s okay.” I was supposed to fall off anyway. Climbing up to the second highest step, I extended my arms out.
“A little to the left.” Kelly suggested as she looked up from the sign she was currently decorating with sparkles. She had been sitting across the gym room, working intently with Alec. Although we were almost done with the decorating, I couldn’t help but be proud. The lights were finally in, and the walls were covered enough to mask the fact that this was nothing but an ordinary high school gym.
“Like this?” I inched myself a little to the left with little struggle while throwing my voice back to Kelly.
“No, that’s too much.” Alec answered instead, handing the glue to Kelly.
I slowly moved myself to the opposite direction while glancing back to Parker. He was holding the ladder firmly, as if his life depended on it. Grumbling angrily, I listened for Kelly’s commentary.
“Okay, perfect. Now bring it up, just a little bit.” She urged.
I took the chance and bolted my body up on my toes with more force than needed to complete the task. The oaktag fell from my hands as the ladder beneath my feet disappeared. I tried to let out a small shriek, so as to seem that I was caught off guard, while anticipating the impact of my body and the ground.
“Jackie!” Parker’s voice called out as he caught me five inches from the ground.
I groaned out loud in annoyance; but everyone else took it as if out of pain.
“I saw her head hit the ground!” Kelly rushed over as Alec lagged behind. The look on his face seemed normal, as if he was trying to take everything in.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, Yeah. Sure.” I assured them. “I’m fine.” The stupid football player tried to be a hero again.
I looked to Parker, and even though I knew I was giving him hope, I smiled adequately so as to let him realize that I was healthy enough to stand. After being planted firmly on my feet, I couldn’t help but keep my head down. I knew Alec figured me out.
“Well!” he took in a swift breath and bent down to pick me up. “Better take her to the hospital! She’s obviously in pain.” I heard him speak as I was hitched over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
“Really?” Parker questioned. “She seems fine to me.”
After Kelly’s agreement, I felt a cold hand pinch my thigh. “Ow!” I screamed in agony. “You just--.”
“See!” Alec pointed out to Parker and Kelly. “There’s obviously something wrong with her!” I couldn’t figure out how Kelly and Parker let me out of their sight, but the next thing I saw was Alec’s angered glare. “Don’t ever do that again.”
“Do what?” I tried to play dense.
“Don’t be coy! I know what you’re doing. You’re going to that Home Coming dance whether you like it or not.”
“I’m not trying to do anything.” I countered, then after noticing how fast he was walking; it caused my mind to wonder. Despite the blood surging to my head, I gained the energy to raise my upper body up. “Where are you taking me?”
“I told you I had a surprise.” Alec reported.
Before I had the chance to protest I was thrown into Ms. Rolands’s car. “I can’t leave you alone for five minutes without you hatching up a new plan.” As Alec slipped into the drivers seat, he grumbled.
“You can so!” I urged. “Let me go home and you’ll see!”
Alec rolled his eyes. “Oh, no. I’m not that naïve.”
The car slowly swerved onto the road, as I watched the hills of trees slowly surround us. The trees didn’t move as one spirit anymore, rather than in jagged motions, just as if a storm was about to hit. The sky, still laminated with a silver tone, was somewhat more fervent than usual. There was something different about Port Angeles.
Perhaps it was my boredom, or the new blood supply that was now rolling away from my head.
I glanced to Alec slightly, and he seemed as if he was unsure as well. His green eyes didn’t pay attention to the road but to something else. As if there was a massive array of pictures flashing in his mind each possessing their own meaning and words, he moved this eyes back and fourth rapidly. I knew that he was looking for something minute because struggle, although it was subtle, colored his face.
Fearing that it would distract him from finding whatever pixel he had been looking for, I didn’t want to articulate what my mind observed. I looked to the road to answer my own question. We were heading into town, the part in which my father’s bookstore was. Pulling up to Blue Kachina, Alec paced himself as he stepped out of the car.
“Why are we here?” I asked, stumbling behind him.
Trying to fight off a chill, he still kept his fast pace. “Your father told me to bring you here before I took you to the mall.”
“The mall?” my eyebrows arched up in confusion. “Why are we going there?”
After a groan, he stopped to open the door. “Because, we’re going to need to get you something new to wear for Home Coming and what will happened after that.”
“After Home Coming?” my tongue flicked the words out dramatically. “what else are you going to put me through now!”
“I’ll be waiting out here.” Alec informed while scrunching his nose as if to fight off a smell. “Be quick. Okay?”
Stepping into my dad’s bookstore I noticed that it was different. The shelves had been taken down and books were stacked, waiting to be stuffed into boxes. It felt weird to see the place like this, memories being erased.
“Dad? What’s going on?”
“Jackie?” his voice called out to me from the back storage room in somewhat of a shocked manner. “Is that you?”
“Is this bookstore being closed down?” I asked in fear.
“No,” he chuckled lightly in assurance. “We’re just remolding. It was Kassie’s idea. She said it would make more room for a few visitors.”
“How many visitors are we talking about?”
“Eh, I don’t know.” I could hear him shrug, “just enough. The money is near the register.”
I subconsciously walked towards the green paper folded neatly near the register. I reached my fingers out but knocked the money to the ground, instead. I wasn’t used to this place being so empty and it caused me to feel uncomfortable.
After walking behind the desk, I bent down to the ground and searched for the money, letting my hands feel the cold floor.
“Jackie? Are you still here?”
I didn’t bother to respond. I was too busy trying to concentrate on finding the money. Leave it to my dad to change everything on a whim! What was he planning anyway? Judging by the dim light, it was as if he was trying to be a host of some new hip teenage club.
That would be a sight, I couldn’t help but exclaiming to myself. It would be taken over my vampires in a matter of minutes. The lighting would attract them almost instantly, and not to mention that this place was exactly in the middle of a city where humans were left defenseless.
After straining my eyes to find the money, I heard extra voices whisper to each other from where my father’s voice previously answered to me. They weren’t belonging to Ms. Rolands, Sadie or Becca; they weren’t melodic enough.
What was my father planning and who was he planning it with?
I didn’t want to ruin the conversation seeing as how that wouldn’t make my eavesdropping on my part any simpler. Scurrying quietly as I could to the storage room door, the pattern of the voices became clear and I knew that I recognized them.
“Oh, let me turn on the light.” My father whispered as the switch flicked on.
“Don’t worry old man. We could do fine without them.” Three warm voices laughed in response. Seconds of boxes shuffling along with graceful feet followed and I dared myself to look through the slightly open door, hoping I wouldn’t be caught.
“Okay, so these boxes have the invitations in them, and some of these boxes,” I could see my dad motion towards the brown stacks in front of him. “ Have the decorations.”
“Whoa! Is this a disco ball?” a voice was enthusiastically responded. It was enough to make my heart skip a beat.
“Whoa there, Wolf Boy.” A sarcastic female voice answered. “You don’t want to blind yourself.”
My father laughed, “okay, guys. Let’s get out of this room before you kill each other.”
I quickly shuffled back into my hiding spot, right behind the cash register. I could hear four pairs of feet shuffle out, as laughter accompanied them.
I couldn’t handle the suspense; I needed to look. I needed to be sure that I wasn’t going crazy again.
Tilting my body slowly, I allowed my face to overlook the counter I had been cleverly hiding behind. I only owned one chance to feast my eyes on the figures.
The bodies were young and very fit; fit enough to sprint two miles without sparing a sweat. They weren’t gliding, or even walking. They were sauntering.
There was only one group— one family that moved the way these beings did. I lifted my hands to my mouth, urging myself not to gasp.
Steph took it upon herself to lean against the bare wall, while Nathan found it amusing to collapse the boxes he had been carrying to her feet. After giggling, Kindle stood near him with her arms hung around his hips.
“Do you smell that?” She sniffled.
Nathan lifted his head up to let his nose catch a whiff. “Yeah, smells like moldy underwear.”
“Stupid Rolands.” Steph snickered as she turned the volume up on her Mp3.