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We Have Some 'splaining to Do Dad opened the door, looking exhausted but not overly surprised. "Hello Rachel." He pulled me from the doorway to stand by him. "Tim." I wondered how they knew each other for a second until I remembered all the high school stuff Rachel had told us. Small town I guess. "Finn already told me what happened but I want to hear it from you." "Ok. The kitchen then?" They both went to the kitchen, leaving me in the living room with Finn, who was lazing back on the couch. I guessed Dad had gotten Darth and Calvin to bed somehow. "He doesn't seem too upset," I observed. "Nope. He already went through all the other

18. Ethics, Round 2 I woke up, human and clothed, in the back seat of Rachel's car. I decided to skip feeling awkward about how I suddenly had clothes on or confused about the time gap and went straight to furious. "Why did you stop me?!" "Oh, someone's awake." she said, a bit nonchalantly. "I had him! He was right there!" "Calvin and Darth are fine by the way. They actually stayed in the car like they were supposed to. They're with Finn and your Dad now." "I was so close. Why did you have to stop me?" I asked again. She sighed and started tapping the window agitatedly. "I didn't want you to make a mistake you couldn't take back." "W

                  Just When I Think I've Got it Figured Out Turning into a wolf feels exactly like what a popcorn kernel popping looks like. I'm sorry if that sounds a little vague, but that's the best way I can describe it. Being a wolf though, that I can describe in one word. Powerful. It felt powerful. I felt like I could do anything. I felt the strength in the wolf's body, the speed, the sense of smell. Oh my gosh, everything anyone's ever told you about the canine sense of smell is true. I could smell the mints in the woman's purse across the room, I could smell the scones that someone had been eating at our table an hour ago, I could

Taunting Werewolves and Other Extremely Stupid Sports I slid into the booth Leon was sitting in while he was looking the other way. I've always been pretty good at sneaking up on people. "So, you ordered yet?" He jumped, "Where did you-ordered?" "Yeah. We're in a Starbucks. If I have to listen to you talk, I might as well be eating crumb cake. Chop, chop." "I think I've been very reasonable. I've put up with all of your foolishness but I refuse to buy you cake." "Fine, biscotti then, I'm flexible." He snarled a little but ordered. When it came a few minutes later, I took a big bite out of it, and then put it down. "Excellent. OK, now

                           I Get an Upgrade "Are you sure this won't hurt?" We were all in the living room, getting ready for me to cross over to the wolf side. "Positive. The first bite will hurt a little then make you drowsy. Like when Finn bit you after you fell out of the tree." I raised my eyebrows at the "fell" comment but didn't say anything because I wanted this to be over ASAP. "The second bite is the money one. Are you sure you don't have any questions or anything?" "No. Just do it please." She sighed, "If you're sure-" "I am." "OK, and Darth, before you even ask, no." "I didn't even say anything!" he protested. "Yet." S

                             Debating With a Werewolf "You want what?" "I need you to bite me and turn me into a werewolf." "No." "Yes. You have to." "Us too," Calvin quickly added in. "No. Now go get Rachel some clothes. Both of you." "But we wanna' listen!" "Go, now." They left, all pouty and puppy dog eyed but I ignored them. I had more important things to worry about. "Rachel, listen. Our two problems are that Leon wants to bite me and that I'm unprotected, right? So, if you bite me, he won't be able to. Plus, if he tries anything, I'll be able to fight back. Win-win, see?" "No." "Come on! You did it to Finn and Leon for that

                    History, History, History: History Repeats Itself And here we were, right back where we started. In the living room watching Finding Nemo. Except this time, there wasn't a pizza coming because our pizza boy was a huge wolf pacing around our house. Funny how things work out, huh? "Are you sure Rachel is OK?" Calvin asked for the millionth time in the five minutes we'd been there. "Don't worry, she'll be fine," Usually, I'd be super annoyed at him asking the same question over and over but after a night like that, you deserve all the reassurance you can get. "We should probably start carrying around wolf bane too." he a

Don't Worry Dad. I'm Totally Fine Before we got going, Rachel got out some sort of silver bracelet and, with some difficulty, locked it around his wrist. "You won't be able to wolf your way out of this." He just snarled and spat at her. "What are we going to do with him?" I asked. "Well first, we're going to have a nice long talk. What happens after that is up to him." He snarled again. We rode in silence for a while until my phone rang. I checked the caller ID; it was my dad. "Hey, Di. Everything alright over there?" Well, I'm not dead yet, so yeah. "Yeah, why?" "Nothing, nothing. It's just that, don't tell the boys, don't want to

Rachel the Dogcatcher I would do another commentary on running for my life here but I think you got it the first time. Let's just say that I owe a whole lot of people apologies. Finn was outside with Darth and Calvin, looking restless. When he saw me he jumped up. "What's happening in there? I saw all the people running but I didn't want to leave Darth and Calvin." "Leon and Rachel got into a fight, claws out." "Awesome! Can we see? We wanna' see!" Calvin said. "No, too dangerous. Besides, Rachel's fine. I'm pretty sure she was winning." "Fine, then we wait," Finn said leaning on the hood of the car. About a minute later, he got back