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Spirit Dreamers
Endings and New Beginnings
I tried waiting patiently outside my front yard, which was harder than I thought with being a nervous mess. Scott finally pulled up in his truck and stepped out looking more radiant than I remembered with the early morning sunlight shinning upon the crown of his head, giving off a lovely sheen as though he were an actual crowned prince, coming to escort his princess, or possibly my guardian angel that was personally sent from above.
Immediately I felt warm and of course the soft tingles, from his oh so tight, strangely warm, and wonderful embrace. We stood there, embarrassed but secretly hoping the other wouldn’t pull away so soon. I couldn’t help but keep my flustered face hidden against his strong chest. Scott took this as an opportunity to gently grab my chin to meet his gentle and loving gaze that repeatedly sent me those familiar prickles along my skin and the pleasure of wanting to melt in his arms.
“You’re so beautiful…” his head slightly lowered to meet my eager lips. I deepened the kiss, my lips wanting his heavenly mouth to wrap and dance with mine as long as he desired. He suddenly paused and pulled away with confusion written on his face.
“..What’s wrong?”
“…I feel like I was supposed to do something today, but I can’t remember.”
“Aw, I hate when that happens to me.”
“Heh, yeah me too...” he said, trying to think back
“..Was it something for school?”
“..I’m not sure, maybe.”
“Well, maybe when we head down there, you’ll remember?” I suggested, wanting to please him
He smiled “Okay, maybe. Let’s go then.”
He opened the car door for me, as well as waiting till I sat down inside to close my door just like a gentlemen would do. Scott’s lovely aroma filled my nostrils from the inside of this car, causing me to smile as though a lit scented candle was present. As soon as Scott started the truck, he put aside his nervousness and softly held my hand, not letting go as he began driving, which automatically made me nervous and happy.
“Don’t you want to use both your of hands?”
“Nah, I’m okay.” He smiled, assuring me.
Driving to school with Scott went better than I expected. I considered talking about Littlecliff (past town I lived in), which he found delightful and made the ride to Roseavel High end rather quickly.
Heading to our choir class together, while our hands were still very much entwined had me realizing that we were being an item quite quickly in our school, which made me enjoy the glances from other girls around us to accept us and memorize the newly fact that Scott Vance was surly mine now, whether they enjoyed it or not.
Before we could enter class, Vector yanked Scott away from behind me. I turned to face them, suddenly feeling concerned, irritated, and nervous (not the good kind) all at once.
“Why didn’t you pick me up?!” Vector raised his voice at Scott and acted as though I wasn’t present, as though I was completely invisible to him.
“..Oh my gosh, I’m sorry Vector, I totally forgot!” He shook his head realizing his mistake, understanding now that was what he was forgetting earlier.
“Why, because you were with, Malean, right?!”
My name sounding awfully disturbing coming from his voice, causing my frown to deepen.
Scott sighed as his worried gaze caught mine from Vector's question.
“Look, can we talk about this later?? I have to head to class right now.”
“Fine, whatever.” And with that, Vector turned away, leaving the awkward energy between Scott and I.
“…I’m sorry you had to hear that…”
I said nothing because he was right. He hesitated as he realized this, his gaze shifting nervously until finally his eyes rested on mine. Suddenly, I felt guilt and sadness from his worried gaze, which made me lie to try and lessen his pain.
“It’s okay...” I adverted my own gaze to hide the fact that it really wasn’t.
“No it isn’t.” He quickly said. Speaking the truth. Slowly, his palm reached out towards my own, grasping my palm softly, as though by touch my pain and anger would fade…but with Scott’s touch, my mood did come to a halt. I couldn’t help but smile some from the automatic tingles that fizzled throughout my skin.
I giggled as soon as I met his gentle smiling eyes that made my cheeks warm and advert my gaze; our bodies were startled from the late bell that rang throughout our ears.
Scott and I sighed at the same moment our teacher from chorus interrupted us by clearing his throat loud enough “Come on you two. Less clinging and more singing! Did you not hear that ringing? Now come on over here and bring it!”
Our flamboyant teacher hit the high notes with a playful cheer to break the tension. Scott and I shared a chuckle together as we walked in.
**
During the entire class, Scott hadn't been paying much attention. His hands and eyes were mainly glued to his cell phone; texting immediately to every text Vector sent him every few minutes of class. This nonsense honestly had the thought cross my mind, whether or not Scott and I are truly meant to be...instantly, I banished that thought as fast as it appeared, with slight guilt that took place, knowing that I shouldn't ever take a man for granted who was amazing as him.
I tried keeping my gaze roaming, trying my absolute best to keep my eyes away from Scott. For every moment my eyes wandered back to him, disappointment and jealousy appeared, which also distracted me from paying complete attention. The schools bell startled me.
I left the class without waiting for Scott, feeling irritable and rather hopeless, I didn't want him sensing one bit of it.
“Malean, wait up!” He caught me by the shoulder before I could head off to my next class.
Turning me to face him, I kept my gaze glued to the ground “Hey.” Was all I could manage to say.
“Hey...I'm really sorry about what happened today...Vector is just really...”
I finished the sentence for him without thinking “Jealous?”
Scott adverted his gaze in discomfort “Um..yeah...he’s jealous knowing that I was able to find someone who’s a therian and most importantly happens to be my soul mate too."
“…And why would that make him jealous for??”
“..Vector is always having a difficult time finding his partner, plus there’s the fact that I can change him into a therian, but choose not to because I don’t want to put him through that kind of stress and pain.”
“Why did you even tell him about your secret to begin with?” I couldn’t help but ask.
“…I have known Vector for three years....so naturally I confide in him when I've needed to...especially before the others came along and I didn’t know what to do when I became a therian. I had little options of who to gain comfort from. My mom was in deep depression from my dad's death, my brother was disobeying everyone including me, my little brother was and still is living with relatives of mine that I really dislike, my grandparents have enough on their plate besides being old, my cousin who is like a sister to me is off on her mission in Hong Kong, and my aunt Tammy is a nurse...so if I were to tell her she'd think I've gone nuts and take me to the hospital she works at.”
I lightly touched Scott's arm, consciously wanting to take away his pain.
“I'm sorry...and I'm sorry about your dad...” I was curious of his death, but knew that this wasn't the proper moment to ask, so I continued “But I'm here now and I'm ironically a therian as well as your soul mate.” I smiled, pleased with that fact.
He returned the smile “Yes...and I am so thankful and lucky that I've found you.”
He continued. “So he's been feeling pretty threatened that you’re going to take me away and he'll never have the opportunity to spend time with me again.”
I shook my head in disapproval, hardly believing that Scott was actually dealing with this odd dramatic guy who called himself his best friend, who was obviously not worthy of such a title. I could hardly think of anything else to say by that one simple fact he just shared with me.
He realized this and closed the space between us as he grabbed my hands pulling me in.
“Listen…I’m going to have a serious talk with him after school about what happened.”
My cheek tingled softly from his tempting lips. I smiled as our palms stayed connected while we pulled away from one another until our palms pulled apart and we went our separate ways.
“I’ll see you after school.”
I released some of the fresh pain by slightly sighing. The pain that was certainly going to be there for a while throughout today, from the gut feeling deep down that wouldn’t fade, from the first red flag that wouldn’t stop alerting me, and the part of me that was made up of common sense that knew today was only the beginning…
Immediately I felt warm and of course the soft tingles, from his oh so tight, strangely warm, and wonderful embrace. We stood there, embarrassed but secretly hoping the other wouldn’t pull away so soon. I couldn’t help but keep my flustered face hidden against his strong chest. Scott took this as an opportunity to gently grab my chin to meet his gentle and loving gaze that repeatedly sent me those familiar prickles along my skin and the pleasure of wanting to melt in his arms.
“You’re so beautiful…” his head slightly lowered to meet my eager lips. I deepened the kiss, my lips wanting his heavenly mouth to wrap and dance with mine as long as he desired. He suddenly paused and pulled away with confusion written on his face.
“..What’s wrong?”
“…I feel like I was supposed to do something today, but I can’t remember.”
“Aw, I hate when that happens to me.”
“Heh, yeah me too...” he said, trying to think back
“..Was it something for school?”
“..I’m not sure, maybe.”
“Well, maybe when we head down there, you’ll remember?” I suggested, wanting to please him
He smiled “Okay, maybe. Let’s go then.”
He opened the car door for me, as well as waiting till I sat down inside to close my door just like a gentlemen would do. Scott’s lovely aroma filled my nostrils from the inside of this car, causing me to smile as though a lit scented candle was present. As soon as Scott started the truck, he put aside his nervousness and softly held my hand, not letting go as he began driving, which automatically made me nervous and happy.
“Don’t you want to use both your of hands?”
“Nah, I’m okay.” He smiled, assuring me.
Driving to school with Scott went better than I expected. I considered talking about Littlecliff (past town I lived in), which he found delightful and made the ride to Roseavel High end rather quickly.
Heading to our choir class together, while our hands were still very much entwined had me realizing that we were being an item quite quickly in our school, which made me enjoy the glances from other girls around us to accept us and memorize the newly fact that Scott Vance was surly mine now, whether they enjoyed it or not.
Before we could enter class, Vector yanked Scott away from behind me. I turned to face them, suddenly feeling concerned, irritated, and nervous (not the good kind) all at once.
“Why didn’t you pick me up?!” Vector raised his voice at Scott and acted as though I wasn’t present, as though I was completely invisible to him.
“..Oh my gosh, I’m sorry Vector, I totally forgot!” He shook his head realizing his mistake, understanding now that was what he was forgetting earlier.
“Why, because you were with, Malean, right?!”
My name sounding awfully disturbing coming from his voice, causing my frown to deepen.
Scott sighed as his worried gaze caught mine from Vector's question.
“Look, can we talk about this later?? I have to head to class right now.”
“Fine, whatever.” And with that, Vector turned away, leaving the awkward energy between Scott and I.
“…I’m sorry you had to hear that…”
I said nothing because he was right. He hesitated as he realized this, his gaze shifting nervously until finally his eyes rested on mine. Suddenly, I felt guilt and sadness from his worried gaze, which made me lie to try and lessen his pain.
“It’s okay...” I adverted my own gaze to hide the fact that it really wasn’t.
“No it isn’t.” He quickly said. Speaking the truth. Slowly, his palm reached out towards my own, grasping my palm softly, as though by touch my pain and anger would fade…but with Scott’s touch, my mood did come to a halt. I couldn’t help but smile some from the automatic tingles that fizzled throughout my skin.
I giggled as soon as I met his gentle smiling eyes that made my cheeks warm and advert my gaze; our bodies were startled from the late bell that rang throughout our ears.
Scott and I sighed at the same moment our teacher from chorus interrupted us by clearing his throat loud enough “Come on you two. Less clinging and more singing! Did you not hear that ringing? Now come on over here and bring it!”
Our flamboyant teacher hit the high notes with a playful cheer to break the tension. Scott and I shared a chuckle together as we walked in.
**
During the entire class, Scott hadn't been paying much attention. His hands and eyes were mainly glued to his cell phone; texting immediately to every text Vector sent him every few minutes of class. This nonsense honestly had the thought cross my mind, whether or not Scott and I are truly meant to be...instantly, I banished that thought as fast as it appeared, with slight guilt that took place, knowing that I shouldn't ever take a man for granted who was amazing as him.
I tried keeping my gaze roaming, trying my absolute best to keep my eyes away from Scott. For every moment my eyes wandered back to him, disappointment and jealousy appeared, which also distracted me from paying complete attention. The schools bell startled me.
I left the class without waiting for Scott, feeling irritable and rather hopeless, I didn't want him sensing one bit of it.
“Malean, wait up!” He caught me by the shoulder before I could head off to my next class.
Turning me to face him, I kept my gaze glued to the ground “Hey.” Was all I could manage to say.
“Hey...I'm really sorry about what happened today...Vector is just really...”
I finished the sentence for him without thinking “Jealous?”
Scott adverted his gaze in discomfort “Um..yeah...he’s jealous knowing that I was able to find someone who’s a therian and most importantly happens to be my soul mate too."
“…And why would that make him jealous for??”
“..Vector is always having a difficult time finding his partner, plus there’s the fact that I can change him into a therian, but choose not to because I don’t want to put him through that kind of stress and pain.”
“Why did you even tell him about your secret to begin with?” I couldn’t help but ask.
“…I have known Vector for three years....so naturally I confide in him when I've needed to...especially before the others came along and I didn’t know what to do when I became a therian. I had little options of who to gain comfort from. My mom was in deep depression from my dad's death, my brother was disobeying everyone including me, my little brother was and still is living with relatives of mine that I really dislike, my grandparents have enough on their plate besides being old, my cousin who is like a sister to me is off on her mission in Hong Kong, and my aunt Tammy is a nurse...so if I were to tell her she'd think I've gone nuts and take me to the hospital she works at.”
I lightly touched Scott's arm, consciously wanting to take away his pain.
“I'm sorry...and I'm sorry about your dad...” I was curious of his death, but knew that this wasn't the proper moment to ask, so I continued “But I'm here now and I'm ironically a therian as well as your soul mate.” I smiled, pleased with that fact.
He returned the smile “Yes...and I am so thankful and lucky that I've found you.”
He continued. “So he's been feeling pretty threatened that you’re going to take me away and he'll never have the opportunity to spend time with me again.”
I shook my head in disapproval, hardly believing that Scott was actually dealing with this odd dramatic guy who called himself his best friend, who was obviously not worthy of such a title. I could hardly think of anything else to say by that one simple fact he just shared with me.
He realized this and closed the space between us as he grabbed my hands pulling me in.
“Listen…I’m going to have a serious talk with him after school about what happened.”
My cheek tingled softly from his tempting lips. I smiled as our palms stayed connected while we pulled away from one another until our palms pulled apart and we went our separate ways.
“I’ll see you after school.”
I released some of the fresh pain by slightly sighing. The pain that was certainly going to be there for a while throughout today, from the gut feeling deep down that wouldn’t fade, from the first red flag that wouldn’t stop alerting me, and the part of me that was made up of common sense that knew today was only the beginning…
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Dun, dun, duuuuuuun! Just so you guys know, Vector is actually real (even his actions and lines are, expect his name) so I've mixed actual true events with a fictional plot. It's difficult to write about sometimes because of everything he's done in the past, but it's the drama that I've decided to add to Spirit Dreamers to show you guys what love truly is with awful people trying to prevent that relationship from happening; but also because when we were friends, Vector wanted to be in this story and once he became crazy, I decided to KEEP him in the story, but to also add who he truly is. The sad thing is that...Vector isn't the ONLY person who messed with our relationship, lol, but they won't be mentioned in this story.