Posts by Silent_Lullaby

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Noah glared at Lyla, wishing she'd stop stabbing him with her stare. If she wasn't his sister, he would have already threw her out the window. With a frustrated sigh, he looked to his sister and ignored the teacher who gave suspicious glances. "I haven't been getting into anything, Lil's." He replied. Lyla huffed, keeping to herself about the unknown. Noah knew, but he didn't want to push the conversations any further. He shuffled in his seat, staring at the teacher with a 'God knows what went in his cereal this morning' expression. The teacher didn't announce their conversation and continued with the class.

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In the position she let herself relax in, the small patches of fur that randomized along her body could show. The tattoos she got not long before she was taken popped out and trailed down her arm midway from her black shirt.

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"There's always rumors?" Lyla failed to process it, but it settled when Noah stormed out of the classroom nerved. She bit her lip, realizing she had done the mistakable; but if that one rumor was true, which some things can add up to it, then he'd just fall to being guilty. She facepalmed at the idea of just confronting him about the chattering of the hot-sauced girl.