(( OOC; Sorry! I’m exhausted. Monday’s are just a pain in the ass. I can’t think very well for paras. Tomorrow, hopefully, I am better and well enough to write something decent.

Good night! <3))

dreamydreaming:

Trying to remain serious, Amanda looked at him wide eyed and feigning shock. “Stupid pirates! Stealing other people’s booty. Oooooh really?! What’s your super hero name gonna be?!” She couldn’t hold back the laugh just itching to get out as she finished and she allowed herself to laugh, smiling widely. “Only you, Ryan. Only you. Gotta admit I missed this madness when I wasn’t injuring my mom and dad.” It was clear to anyone that they had a rather unique friendship. It was probably one of her favorite things about being there. “Well, I was a fairy but someone stole my wings while I was sleeping. Was very hurt when I woke up. I like flying.” Amanda put on her best pout, her lip quivering as the desire to laugh started bubbling up again. 

He was glad Amanda was the type to goof off. He did try to joke around with other girls, although their humour didn’t match Ryan’s. At least they understood one another. It was great to have a friend whom he could be himself with, without any worries. Ryan rolled his eyes, and stuffed his hands into his jacket pocket. “I was thinking something epic, but I can’t tell you. I don’t want to reveal my secret identity.” At that comment, Ryan stuck his tongue out at her. “Madness? I would call it… yeah, madness seems about right.” He shrugged, slightly. He looked ahead, and noticed they were coming closer to a new block. “Oh, dang. What was it like flying?”

dreamydreaming:

Stepping back a few steps, Amanda waited on Ryan before she was sure he was done and ready and she walked back down the path, glancing back to check he was following. She could tell he was unsettled about something but she didn’t want to pry, feeling if he wanted her to know, he’d tell her without any prodding on her end. Once they were a decent enough distance from his house, she slowed her pace. Not because of his earlier statement but she felt she was rushing and she didn’t want to do that unless there was a need for it. “So Mr. Amazing,” she started, teasingly as she looked up at him. “what’s up that isn’t family related?”

Ryan stepped out of the house, and closed the door behind him. His eyes ran across the front yard, until he was certain that no one was in or near the house. He turned and locked the door, then followed Amanda away from the premises. He was glad to be away from that house now. He could feel himself relax, and the tension no longer existing from within. He was a bit surprised when Amanda began to speak. He raised his brows, and turned his head toward her. “Well, I became a millionaire,” began Ryan, jokingly. “And lost it all by a pirate. He stole it. Apparently, he had some pirate business he needed taken care of. Oh! I’m thinking of becoming a super hero.”

dreamydreaming:

Amanda was worried Ryan’s parents or worse yet, his brother, would be the first to answer the door. She hadn’t actually met them but hearing about them from Ryan made her unsure she ever wanted to. They all seemed too tough on Ryan and it really frustrated her. Secretly, she wanted to do anything she could to stop them and she probably could have but she would have risked them finding out what she was. Being a witch was hard enough on her and she was certain there was some rule against people knowing, at least with her parents.

Thankfully, it wasn’t any of Ryan’s family that appeared as the door was opened, Ryan smiling as he saw her. She rolled her eyes but laughed, shaking her head at him. “It’s cool. I am short so you weren’t lying. I wasn’t taking my time.” she explained with a shrug. “I take it we’re ready to go then?”

“Still, don’t walk too fast. I don’t want you to fall, shorty.” said Ryan, as he patted the top of her head. He dropped his head, then glanced over his shoulder. For a moment, he thought he heard footsteps in the kitchen. It could be his paranoia, because he had been thinking about his brother prior the meeting with Amanda. Ryan knew that Alex could have left the house to meet his pack brothers. They were always together, and were never apart. To Ryan, it was a bit weird.

Ryan looked back at Amanda, then nodded his head. He picked up his house keys that sat on the table nearest the door. “Let’s go.” He flashed a quick grin, although it wasn’t as happy as before. He wanted to get out of the house before something happened.

(( I will be here, but I will also be on my personal. It’s 7:35 and I need a little time on my personal, since I don’t stay online too long during the week days. Rest assured, that I will still para.

Long story short - I’ll open up another browser. Wow, that was a long explanation.))

dreamydreaming:

Getting ready to leave, having plans to hang out with Ryan for the first time in what felt like ages to her, Amanda tried to be quick about it. She was blessed with not being so high maintenance like most girls her age so a pair of jeans and a tee were fine for her. Slipping on her shoes, she grabbed her house key and phone, having her wallet already slipping into one of the back pockets of her jeans. She left her hair down, brushing it out quickly before grabbing her jacket just in case. 

Her parents were out running some errands so they couldn’t stop her like they normally did, having a million and one questions to ask whenever she went out. They weren’t thrilled about her hanging out with Ryan for reasons she couldn’t care less about. She made that clear every time they tried to stop her. She hadn’t said anything to them about it, but she felt them taking a road trip at random was just to get her away from him and she hadn’t forgiven them for it yet.

She didn’t live far from Ryan’s house so she chose to walk. It was nice out and so peaceful that it had a relaxing effect on her. Walking the few blocks to his house, she walked up the path to the door, knocking on it.

Once the plan of hanging out was settled, Ryan had left his room and hoped his parents weren’t in the kitchen. For part of the day, his parents were giving him strange facial expressions, which was both upsetting and annoying. It seemed his family was pressuring him, and it wasn’t the best of feelings at all. All he wanted was to be himself, and to hang out. He was only eighteen. He didn’t want to think about becoming second in command for the wolf pack, if that ever happened, and having to live with them, instead of living like the humans. He wished he wasn’t like this, yet he couldn’t control what he was. After all, he is a werewolf. He had to accept it sooner or later.

Downstairs, Ryan passed the hallway mirror. He decided he was decent. Ryan wore his favourite pair of jeans, and a white v-neck shirt. It was simple, but it was comfortable. Amanda wasn’t the type to judge a person by their appearance, like most people. Ryan decided it was good enough, his overall appearance, and knew that Amanda would be his friend regardless.

‘People should be glad I decided to wear pants today.’ thought Ryan, as he reached the front door. He slipped his runners on, then grabbed his jacket. He slipped it on, although it was habit, since it was a bit warm outside.

Luckily, Ryan’s parents weren’t in the kitchen. They didn’t seem to be in the large house, because it was quiet. Ryan couldn’t even hear Alex, whom was usually downstairs, swearing at something or someone. Ryan didn’t dare go downstairs. Truthfully, Alex terrified him - his own brother terrified him, it was something he could never admit.

Before he could think of leaving the house, there was a knock on the door. Curious, he stepped closer to it, then opened it. He noticed Amanda, and grinned. “Hey, you walk fast for someone who has short legs.” He teased, then laughed. “Sorry, that was a mean joke.”

It’s official. 

dreamydreaming:

Sounds like a plan. haha

Oh you love it really. Seriously though, I’m not that bad.

Probably nothing. I doubt he has a life the way it sounds. Well you’ve caught me at the perfect time. I’m bored too and it’d be my honor to hang out with you.

Great! It will be an adventure.

Sure, sure. And I’m not this amazing.

Ugh, I know. It’s like Alex forgot what the definition of ‘fun’ is. Sweet! Let’s get going before you decide to start hitting me for no reason. I’m kidding. Seriously though, I like it rough. Ha ha, I’m kidding, again.

It’s official. 

dreamydreaming:

Funny. I was thinking we just hit him.

I’m not that bad. I just didn’t feel like being dragged around without much choice in the matter so I let them know. Can’t be helped for all the collateral damage.

Alex needs to learn how to relax and have fun. Being serious all the time may be great for him and all but not everyone has to be like him. So serious and determined and not fun.

I’ll locate a large object, and you can get us plane tickets to Mexico. I’m sure when Alex wakes up, he will be aggressive.

Hmm… You’re a bad influence. I’ve been corrupted. Oh, the humanity.

I know. I wonder what he does all day, besides football. Oh, well. Enough of Alex. Did you want to do anything? I’m bored just doing nothing, and I want to go somewhere. If that makes any sense.

It’s official. 

dreamydreaming:

I would if I knew he’d listen. Just need another way to get my point across.

Hey. Oh I’ve been good. Promise. Pretty much got dragged off by the parentals for a road trip or something. I literally went kicking and screaming so the bruises and headaches they got were their own faults.

What about you? What have you been up to?

He’s stubborn. It’s like we have to hit him with logic, like literally hit him with it.

I feel so bad for your parents. You’re such a bad kid, ha ha.

I’ve been training with my brother, hence my frustration with him. Apparently, it’s time that I start being serious about what I am. Pft, so I wasn’t serious before? I don’t get Alex’s logic. My parents agree that I should start training more.

It’s official. 

dreamydreaming:

That’s messed up. He needs to chill out and leave you be.

I agree, but try telling that to Alex.

Anyway, hey. Haven’t seen you in awhile. Hope you haven’t been causing chaos.