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DEVON VALERIA CALLAGHAN ([info]leafhopper) wrote in [info]idrisacademy,
If Jae teamed up with an aspirin company, they'd make millions from all the headaches that he caused. The thought caused Devon to snicker. Personally, it didn't bother her at all – the louder the better, right? – but she could definitely tell that the people around them weren't as thrilled with his... youthful exuberance. That was a good word for it. Exuberance. She ended up laughing again, although this time, more at the disgruntled look on his face. (What, was wasting time a crime? Oh wait, yeah, it was. To him, at least). Still, she couldn't help it if her thoughts tended to wander.

"Calm down! We'll get there!" She yelled back, simultaneously smacking the back of her hand against his stomach as punishment. Unfortunately for her, she ended up wincing instead of continuing to laugh. "Dios mio!" She yelped, shaking her hand slightly. "What do you have hidden under that t-shirt? A bulletproof vest?!" It was her own damn fault for hitting him (You'd think, after four-some-odd years, that she'd know better... abs of doom, much?), but nope! She still hadn't learned.

Either way, despite how much Devon hated to admit it, he was right. The sun was setting sooner and sooner these days; it wouldn't be light out much longer. And with that new curfew in effect... She frowned. "Fine," she ended up adding, a wolfish grin spreading on her face. "You want to enjoy the sun?! Race you to the lake!"

Laughing again, Devon took off, the soles of her sneakers slapping against the cafeteria's linoleum floors. And then, a few strides later, she was shifting, turning from human to canine in a blink of an eye. Because hey– he might have been stronger, but she was faster.


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