The Full Moon - Amber Riel (moboreader .TXT) 📗

could look at your leg.... I could give you a shot that will keep you from limping.”

“No thank you.... Now leave before I decide that I want you for lunch.” She showed her teeth, which were getting sharp and pointy.

After he seen her teeth, he got the message. He didn’t want to be attacked by a lycanthrope. “It’s time that wolf gets put down,” he said to himself.

“I HEARD THAT!” she yelled after the truck.

Kyle had seen Millie as he walked out from a store. He noticed that she was going to chase the truck. He dived taking Millie down to the hard sidewalk. He didn’t mean too but he had no choice. Millie was going to attack an innocent person.

“KYLE,” she barked, “GET OFF OF ME!”

He slowly stood up. “Sorry, Millie, but I can’t let you attack innocent people.” After he stood up, he helped Millie to her feet.

“That guy isn’t innocent.” She was ticked off. She pointed to the way that the truck went. “That was.... That was.... That was....” She was losing her memory again. “I can’t remember who that was....” She sat down on a bench at a bus stop for the city. She looked at Kyle, who was standing in front of her. “But I do know that he’s not innocent.”

Kyle put his hands on her shoulders. “Calm down, Millie.” He started to act like her breathing instructor. “Breathe in....” He waited for Millie to do what he said. “ Good.... Now, breathe out.”

After Millie calmed down, Kyle sat next to her. He put his arm around her and she rested her head against his shoulder.

“I noticed that you were limping. Why?” She could hear the concern in his voice.

“Shawn spilled some water on the ground, I slipped, and rammed into the wall.”

“That’s bad.”

“I know.”

“If you want me to, I could carry you back to the cottage.”

“No.... But you could help me walk back.”

“Okay.” Kyle helped Millie off the bench and they walked home. Millie’s arm was around his neck. Kyle helped her home.

“That guy was.... Doctor O’Nail.” They were almost to the cottage, when Millie remembered who the guy was.

“He wanted to check out my leg but I told him no. He said that he could give me a shot that will stop me from limping.... I don’t trust that guy.... I don’t trust those humans.”
They arrived at the cottage and walked in.

Kat's Blood Needed

In the computer room, Lacy and Champ were sitting at the computer, while Kat had each hand on their chairs and was leaning on them. It was quiet except for the typing that Lacy was doing.

“So, when’s the next full moon?” Kat asked to start a conversation to break the silence.

Lacy had to think about it for a minute. “This Friday.”

“Halloween?”

“Yea.”

“I never thought that was going to happen,” Champ jumped in.

“Neither did I.”

“We won’t be humans.”

“No we won’t.”

“Our true identities will be revealed.”

“Crap....” Lacy looked over at Champ and Kat. She just remembered something. “I fixed Wagner’s Halloween costume and now he’s not going to need it.”

“You fixed his costume....” Champ looked at Lacy with a look that meant there was no reason to. “It looked good.”

“Yea. It kind of was lopsided and it’s not suppose to be.... So, I had to fix it.”

“Oh.... That’s right, you’re a perfectionist.”

“I can’t help it though. I get it from my mom.”

“I know. You’re dad was messy and she would always clean up after him and if something wasn’t right she’d have to fix it ’til it was right to her.”

“Yea.”

“He doesn’t need a costume anyways,” Kat jumped in. “He could go as a werewolf.”

Lacy shot Kat a dirty look.

“Lacy,” Champ said, “forget about it. Just let it go. Wagner can be Spider-Man next year for Halloween. Kat, please don’t say something like that again.”

Kat rolled her eyes. “Fine.”

Lacy typed in antidotes. She read what came up on the web-page. “It says that we need blood from a cat shape-shifter.” She smiled devilishly and looked at Kat. “Are you scared of needles?”

“Oh no.” Kat shook her head. “No. I don’t think so.”

“Lacy didn’t finish,” Champ had to say something before a fight started.

“There’s more?” Kat asked, relieved.

“Yea.... Or a strand of hair from a cat shape-shifter,” Champ finished what Lacy “forgot” to say.

“I’ll let you have a strand of my hair, but,” Kat said, moving her attention to Lacy, “you are not going to take my blood.”

By this time, Kyle and Millie had walked into the room.

“What’s going on?” Millie asked.

“We found antidotes,” Lacy answered.

“What are they?”

“Well, we need blood from a cat shape-shifter....”

Millie smiled and pointed to the door. “I’ll go get a needle.”

“NO!” Champ, Lacy, and Kat exclaimed in unison.

“Why not?”

“Because we have to do the nice way.... Which is getting a strand of her hair.”

“Crap.”

“Did you find anything else out about Jack O’Nail?” Kyle asked.

“Not anything interesting,” Champ admitted.

At the evil vet’s office, Jack was running test on a really skinny, rib bones showing, kind of looked like Mr. Charleston, gray Great Dane. “Well,” he said to the dog as if he were talking to another human, “Mr. Charleston, you still have five more days until your dead.”

The dog backed down. He was scared of the man in front of him.

“JEAN!” Jack exclaimed.

Jean walked in, holding a clipboard and a pen. “Yes, sir.”

“I need your help to persuade a certain werewolf.... She’s having a hard time listening to me and I think that you could get through to her.”

“Who?”

“Millie.”

“No.... No.... I can’t do that. She’ll kill me. She’s already tried.”

“Either you talk to her or I’ll kill you.”

Jean was almost crying. “Yes, sir.” She left the room.

“Now, you, Mr. Charleston, got to go back to your cage.” Jack walked the tall dog over to a cage big enough for it and forced it into the cage.

How to Talk to Girls

At the cottage, Lacy was in the living room sweeping and making sure everything was neat, well, better than neat, perfect. Everything had to be perfect with her. If something wasn’t right, or didn’t look right, she had to fix it. If a picture was moved slightly making it uneven, she had to fix it. Everyone else wouldn’t notice it but she would. It was a trait that she got from her mother. Her room was the cleanest and neatest in the whole cottage while everyone else’s was slightly messy. Wagner’s room was the messiest in the whole cottage.

It was raining outside and she was the only one home. Millie and Kyle were at the bookstore, Champ was out with Kat, and Shawn, Stina, and Wagner went to get something to eat.

When she was done cleaning, she sat down on the couch and picked up a book that was on the coffee table. She turned to the page that she last left off at.

As she read, the thunder roared in the background. She heard a knock on the door. She stopped reading and wondered if she should answer the door or not. There was another knock. She set the book back on the table, but didn’t move. There was a third knock. She decided to answer the door. She stood up and walked over to it. There was a fourth knock. “I’M COMING!” she yelled as she got closer to the door.

When she got to the door, she opened it and found a wet, very cute, nineteen-year-old boy standing there.

“Lee?” She was confused to as why he had walked all the way from town to the woods in the rain. “What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to stop by.” He stood there. “Can I come in?”

“Yea.... But take off your shoes please. I just got done cleaning and I don’t want mud all over the floor.”

“Okay.” Before Lee walked in, he took off his shoes and left them outside.

There was a long and awkward silence. They didn’t know what to say to each other. They haven’t talked to each other in ten years. Lacy tried to think of something to break the silence but nothing came to mind.

“So....” Lee started. “How are you all?”

“Pretty good.” Lacy started walking towards the kitchen.

“Would you like something to eat or drink?” she asked, nervously.

“I’m not hungry, but I could use some water.” He stayed in the living room and looked around.

A couple of minutes later, Lacy walked in, holding two cups of water. She handed one to Lee.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.... You know you can sit down right?”

“Yea.” He took a seat in a chair as she sat down on the couch. “How have you been?”

“Pretty good.”

“How are your parents doing?”

She looked down at the table. He realized that he must of said something to upset her because she looked upset. “They’re dead.” She looked back at him and he could see the tears in her eyes. She didn’t cry but she was about to.

He felt terrible. If he had known, he wouldn’t of asked. He wanted to take her pain away but he knew he couldn’t. “I’m sorry.... I didn’t know. If I had, I wouldn’t of asked.”

“I know. My mom died of cancer and my dad died....” As she was explaining to him, the water works came and she couldn’t hold it in. “Of a broken heart, because he missed my mother so much.”
He really felt bad now. He stood up and walked over to her. He sat down on the couch next to her and hugged her.

“They both died last year.”

“Dogs can’t get cancer.” Lee didn’t realize that he put his foot in his mouth.

“They can. It’s been proven.... And we’re not just dogs, we’re people too.” She broke out of his hug. Her expression went from sad to angry. “You know you sound like all those other humans that are against us.” She stood up and walked over to the window.

Lee stood up. “I’m sorry.... It came out wrong.... I didn’t mean to....”

“Just leave.” She didn’t bother to look at him.

Great, he made the girl that he liked sad and angry all in one moment. He didn’t mean to but it just kind of happen that way. “Okay.” He walked over to the door and opened it. “I’m sorry.” He walked out and closed the door. He was now mad at himself.

Lacy turned to face the empty room. She couldn’t help but cry. She sat on the bench and just kept crying.

Later, she was over the break down and watched as Stina, Shawn, and Wagner walked into the cottage. “Take off your shoes. I cleaned today and I