xxxxI wanna be a ( LION) Everyone wants to pass as cats. xxWe all want to be big big stars ❜
meooooooowwwwwwwwbut we got different reasons for that believe in me
xxxxx⋰because I don't believe in anything ✘
criptiic smileAND I WANT TO BE SOMEONE TO BELIEVE
The car ride to the party was over all silent. He was sitting in the back seat, his head reclined back against the seat. There were too many people in here. They needed a bigger car. The person he was sitting next to, their leg was up against his hurt one, which didn't feel too long. After the fight he had gone inside to put some alcohol on it and bandage it up. It would probably scar over, nothing something he wanted. It wasn't the most attractive spot to have a scar. Annoying.
Suddenly the car jerked forward, causing his seat belt to lock up. It snapped him back against the seat and he cussed. She was just a fantastic driver. One of the best. Real god damn swell. He loosened the seat belt, irritably and waited until Koreena parked the car. Spencer was eager to get out of the car. Slamming it behind him, he made a bee line towards the door. The faster the alcohol got into his system the better. Other things would be great too, but he doubted they would have them.
Entering the house he looked around. The Joslyn pack was here. Mutts. The leaders was off to the side talking to some blonde. The others were scattered around. One little blonde haired girl was even talking to Keagan. Keagan! Oh, his best friend! Really, he hadn't gotten a chance to talk to him since he found out the little snitch had gone to tell Samael on him. He was talking to a girl, too. Two of them. Though the one looked like she was about to have a panic attack. Walking over to the little group, Spencer draped his arm over Keagan's shoulder. "Hey, buddy. Didn't know you had it in you. Talking to women now?" he asked, real phony like. He wasn't sure if Keagan was gay or not, but it looked like it to him. It didn't matter, because he was going to make fun of him either way.
Suddenly the car jerked forward, causing his seat belt to lock up. It snapped him back against the seat and he cussed. She was just a fantastic driver. One of the best. Real god damn swell. He loosened the seat belt, irritably and waited until Koreena parked the car. Spencer was eager to get out of the car. Slamming it behind him, he made a bee line towards the door. The faster the alcohol got into his system the better. Other things would be great too, but he doubted they would have them.
Entering the house he looked around. The Joslyn pack was here. Mutts. The leaders was off to the side talking to some blonde. The others were scattered around. One little blonde haired girl was even talking to Keagan. Keagan! Oh, his best friend! Really, he hadn't gotten a chance to talk to him since he found out the little snitch had gone to tell Samael on him. He was talking to a girl, too. Two of them. Though the one looked like she was about to have a panic attack. Walking over to the little group, Spencer draped his arm over Keagan's shoulder. "Hey, buddy. Didn't know you had it in you. Talking to women now?" he asked, real phony like. He wasn't sure if Keagan was gay or not, but it looked like it to him. It didn't matter, because he was going to make fun of him either way.




