*~*Teen Life*~*

"Can I ask why you take them?" Lilly asked cautiously, moving her hand over and resting on his arm - where the needle marks were as an indication to what she meant.

"Personal reasons."

"Take that as a no, I can't ask... That's fine." She whispered softly, moving her hand off of his arm and going back to smoothing her dog.

"Why do you think I do this?"

"I don't know," She replied with a small shrug, "To prevent something.. Whether that be emotions or something physical I don't know. I've only just met you, silly, I'm not that good at reading people."

"Well I'll tell you now, you were close."

"You ever want to tell me, or talk about anything at all. Or even if you just want to hang out in complete and utter silence, just find me, yeah?" she asked quietly, reaching over to grab a pen off of his desk and scribbling her number on the palm of his hand.

He watched her. "I'll keep that in mind."

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"I'm not normally this pushy, honest!" She replied quickly with a frown, glancing down at the floor and blushing as she whispered, "Sorry... M'just lonely, I guess,"

"Hey, don't worry about it."

"Mm," She hummed, staying quiet then.

He smiled slightly, watching the ceiling as he lay back on his bed.

Lilly slid off the bed and hugged her puppy tightly, laughing quiet when he growled at her playfully.

Koby looked out of the window as a storm suddenly started up.

Lilly frowned a bit at the storm, whispering, "Storms scare me..."

Thought you controlled the weather."

"I do, but they still scare me. They're powerful, hard to control and manipulate. Like a force all their own. Whenever I try and stop one I end up making it worse."

"Fair enough."

"When I was thirteen.. Only four years ago.. I was out on a fishing boat with my dad and we got caught in one. The boat turned over. I had a broken arm, concision and secondary drowning. Now I'm terrified of storms and boats."

"That is understandable, despite being part animal, I'm not very fond of the water."

"A lot of mammals aren't fond of water, and I doubt you shift into a fish very often so it's understandable." Lilly replied with a small nod.

"Not since I died anyway."

"You died…? But you're alive now." Lilly whispered, moving back up into the bed and laying herself down beside him.

"To be immortal, you have to die." He explained.

"So you're like undead? Like vampires?" She asked, before asking quietly, "How did you die…?"