forum Just a Romance (Because I have nothing better to do) // O/O // Closed

Started March 13, 2019 by Deleted user

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"Melody would probably win. He's actually a really good singer which is why It's so distracting." Said Alex wryly.

"I'm willing to challenge that. I don't care that the last time I challenged you, it turned out I lost, I want to challenge you again. Or rather-Melody, I guess." Melanie looked at the clock and put her stuff away, noting that there were thirty seconds left of class. "Anyways…" Melanie nods at Alex as the bell rings, and she bolts for the exit. "Race 'ya!" Melanie called back, knowing she'd lose again, but she wanted something to do.

Alex grinned when she raced off, grabbing his things he bolted after her, easily catching up. "Where're racing too??" He asked.

"I dunno, the front exit of the school? Where the busses are? I'd rather ride a bus home than run the two miles." Melanie panted, not surprised when Alex caught up with her.

Alex laughed, "I'll meet you in the woods then?" he asked.

"Yep! I bet you'll win, though. Stupid traffic and all that jazz." Melanie exited the building, waving in Alex's direction as she located and boarded her bus home. Melanie felt energized, giddy even, a feeling that she hasn't felt in a while. Oh shush, Melanie. He doesn't like you. Nobody likes you, and that's a fact. Something Melanie convinced herself every day of her life. But why does he bother to talk to me? To have good times with me? The questions ricocheted in her head like bullets from a gun.

"Actually I doubt that," said Alex, watching her go, "I have to stop by my place first." he waved and ran off for the trees. Shifting as soon as he burst through the initial wall of underbrush.

The bus, once packed with chatting, noisy teenagers, started to move. Thankfully, Melanie's stop was the third, and she practically ran home, a childish smile on her face. Upon entering her house, she found a note left from her mom: Your phone's on the table, I'm out shopping. Expect me home by around 8. Leftovers in the fridge. -Mom
After grabbing an apple, Melanie raced out the back door, eating while she jogged to the clearing.

Alex was huffing a little, tired from the long run to his apartment and back. He'd left his school bag there, changing clothes and grabbing an extra sword, sheathed in a simple scabbard. He'd also grabbed a training staff, in case that suited Melanie better.

"Ha! I won for once!" Melanie yelled into the open air as she waited for Alex. Well, now you have nothing to do. Great job, Melanie… Once she finished her apple, she chucked the core as far as she could, landing in bushes a good thirty to forty feet from her.

Alex finally padded into the clearing, still in wolf form a small bag hanging from his jaws.

"Took you long enough. I mean, yay! I won something!" Melanie paused, thinking. "Why am I so tempted to pet you? I mean, I love animals and all, and-yeah, that's probably the reason why…"

"Hey I had to go an extra three miles outta my way on foot." said Alex dropping the bag he was carrying. "And I wouldn't mind being petted if you really wanted too."

"That would be…kind of awkward…" especially since you like him, which you shouldn't! "What's in the bag? Hopefully not homework." Melanie looked at Alex with a bored expression.

Alex rolled his eyes, shifting to human form, "Awkward would be having your older brother ride." he said with a smirk. "And these, are training weapons, in case you wanted to try what I usually do out here."

"Uh…okay? Weapon training 101 class? When would I ever need to know how to use a sword, anyway?" Her questions were jumbled up, mostly because her mind was elsewhere.

"It's good reflex training?" said Alex, "And for me it's relaxing, when I don't have to use those skills…."

"Yeah, but when we spar against each other, I'll try to win, I get thrown into the dirt, I get mad, and then I don't accept the fact that I lost and I get pissed." Melanie crossed her arms. "And I probably won't apologize because I'm stubborn like that."

"Sounds like a great attitude to have." said Alex, pulling the extra sword out of his bag.

"Yep. Just me being a pessimist. It's the best life." Melanie's eyes followed the sword, aware of its presence the moment it escaped the bag. "You…want me…to use a real sword? Are you not considering the fact that I might hurt you again?"

"I've been hurt a lot worse than what you could do, and I don't have any practice swords." said Alex, unsheathing and holding it out to her by the blade. "Plus one of the spells I can use is healing magic."

"Uh…yeah." Melanie took the sword, but her voice was tense and it was clear that she was hesitant on using the sword.

Alex slipped up next to her, carefully adjusting her grip. then pacing away he summoned his own blade. "Attack" he said, raising his blade defensively, motioning for her to attack him.

"What? Okay…" Melanie looked more nervous than she could ever be, but once she got the feel of the blade, she swung it towards his left side, aiming just below his ribcage. She winced and dropped the blade before she could allow it to hit anything. "I'm sorry, I just…I don't want to hurt you. I can't. Not lethally. I'm done doing too much damage to people. Is that okay?" Melanie opened her eyes, slowly, and her eyes stared down at the grass.

Alex had already moved his sword to block, but lowered it when she dropped her blade. "Maybe a staff would be better." he mused pulling it out of the bag, "It's only a training staff, so it's not that durable…"

"That'd be…preferable. Thanks." Her eyes drifted to the sword she dropped. I didn't mean to show weakness. Why did I? I've never done that, not for many years, not since- "I'll try one more time with the sword. If I drop it again, I'll use the staff." Melanie said, affirmatively. She wasn't taking no for an answer.

Alex nodded, "Alright," he said, taking his ready stance once more. "Don't be afraid of hurting me." he said reassuringly.
(Sorry… had to deal with homework..)

Melanie picked up the sword more easily this time, leveling her breath. She closed her eyes shut as she swung the sword towards Alex's middle, but she didn't drop the sword this time. She opened her eyes, and they showed a small ounce of fear in them.

Arthur blocked her easily, their swords clanging against one another. "You've got a good swing." he said.

Melanie laughed nervously. "Yeah," and she backed away before moving to her right and attacking his left. "You're good, too." It was only small talk, but Melanie was uncomfortable and awkward with her words, focusing too much on trying not to hit Alex hard.