Mystic High discussion

We're all the monsters come with there girlfriends or friends

Wesley sat on the hill, looking out into the distance

Krystal had heard of make-out hill, but had never been there herself. 'What a blunt name. Wonder if there's anyone up here now... Scratch that, I can already smell someone nearby...' She thought, almost at the top. Once she got to the top, she saw someone was there, lying on the ground. 'Well then, might as well approach...' She thought, walking up to whoever it was.

((Uh oh this is not going to end well, I can already see that. Krystal-Wesley, that's like not going to happen Any time soon.

a- Wes is a werewolf

b- Krystal's logic about werewolves.


But let's just play it out and see what happens.))


Wesley stood up at his full height, "H-hello."

((Lol I saw that too, but you know, she's never actually met a werewolf so he could easily be proven wrong.))
Krystal took in the sight of... Well, whoever he was. He was a bit taller than her, which bothered Krystal (she doesn't like being looked down upon), but she responded none-the-less. "Why hello there~ Who might you be?" She asked.

((ok ya, Vampire-Werewolf, That is going to be one odd romance if it does happen))

"Wesley Crusher, but you can call me Wes" he answered, then added "who are you?"

((Yes, yes it would be. Maybe it'll work out, maybe it won't.))

"Wes..." The name sounded familiar for some reason, though she had never met Wesley before. "Well, I'm Krystal. Krystal Kellar, that is." She replied. "What grade do you happen to be in?" She asked, thinking he might be in her class. Not that she ever attended class, but still...

"9th" he replied

"Hmm... Well, what are you doing on this hill anyways? Isn't it a place for- well, lets just say a place where you shouldn't be alone?" Krystal asked.

"I got bored. Besides, you don't see a werewolf hangout at the movies do you" he replied

Krystal kept a poker face, but on the inside was in a rage. 'A werewolf!? How could I have been so stupid!? Ugh, I should leave. But this werewolf seems... I don't know, different. All the werewolves I've met have attacked me on the spot. So why didn't this one? Why didn't I smell the scent of a werewolf anyways? GAH what do I do about this- this- thing!?' Even though Krystal was mentally freaking out, her face stayed blank and her mouth stayed shut. Until- "So you're a werewolf then?"

"Both me and my sister are" Wes replied

"That's... Great. You know what? I think that I'll just... Leave." Krystal said, promptly turning on her heel and walking in the general direction of the school.

"It's not like I'm stupid or anything like that.........." he trailed off

"Stupid?" Krystal stopped immediately. "You think stupidity is why I'm leaving?" She asked, blood boiling. "Please don't offend me so. There have been plenty of incedents where I've been so near death I closed my eyes and prayed. And you know why I magically started believing in Nyx? Why I started to pray to her? A werewolf. Look, you may be different from that one- but I don't have the strength to get into another fight. I don't have the courage to fight you if your temporary gets out of had. I have the courage to run, but I'm not sure I'd like to. So you want to give me crap about why I hate you for stupidity!?"

"I don't want to fight. Just saying, you probably do think that I am a moron, that all werewolves are"

Krystal stared at Wes. "You... Did you not just... Okay, that's it. You've proven that werewolves are n fact morons." She said, running off towards the cliff without looking back.

"You know whose the moron? You! If you'd just give werewolves a chance...." he trailed off and walked off in the opposite direction