Even Beauty Has It's Scars [OPEN]

[Belle Wolffang]

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It wasn't the end of school yet, but Belle couldn't help do what she loved best, and that was to run. She wore what she always wore when she ran--a track bra with a hoodie, and track shorts. It wasn't that revealing except for the constant stares at the scar on her chest, and the one that was partially hidden at the hip.

Belle didn't seem to take notice of the stares though, it was gym class, and for a moment it was her favorite class. She didn't have a problem with people asking about the scars--she didn't even have a problem when people said she could get them covered. She didn't see the scars that way at all--they were art in her eyes.

She simply just smiled and waved them off saying that they were something of importance to her. It was the truth, the scar at her hip being the burn from when their house in Caliente burned down, and the scar on her chest was from the time she had to have surgery to fix her Mitral Valve.

In other people's eyes it probably didn't seem to look beautiful, but in her eyes they weren't that bad, and they defined her. Belle remember seeing the Hounds in her father's pack--some were female, and they too had scars to show their history.

Be it that she was only a Halfling--the pack didn't seem to shut her out as much as they accepted her. True they had some ups and downs when it came to the arguing of her twin and her father, but they were family.

Belle kept running her eyes scanning the bleachers when she thought she saw something familiar. It was a black furless looking creatures, and she sighed inwardly seeing that it was her Hellhound. Mortals wouldn't be able to see them though--unless of course they knew how to see a Hellhound.

She took note that other students seem to jump when they felt something brush past their leg, but saw nothing in front of them, and Belle tried hard to contain the giggle. The beast looked at her with it's fiery eyes as though it wanted to play, but Belle shook her head.

The beast went back to lying down and Belle continued to run as it watched her. Only when she was out of breath did she finally stop. She placed her hand to her chest following the scar down with her index finger. She sighed contently liking the way it burned in her lungs.

She didn't even know someone was behind her until she heard their voice. She turned about to the voice--a light smile gracing her lips as she tilted her head, "I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that--what did you say?"

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Gym class, the only part of school he actually gave a damn about, no sitting around, no lectures, no books, nothing to learn or put him to sleep. Just good old fashioned sports, most of the things Aiden excelled at, even without his powers. He wore his usual gym attire, shorts, sneakers, a shirt that was tight around the chest and short enough to show off his rock hard abs when he was positioned just right. He had his ipod out and the ear buds in his ears so he could ignore that idiot coach and the other kids. He needed it or he'd start messing with the Hale pack again, they were so easy to mess with.

Running was but one of the many things he enjoyed, but running was by far at the top of his list, he didn't have to work with anyone, didn't have to rely on anyone, didn't have to play with anyone, he could do it by himself as much as he wanted. All those team sports got annoying fast, he was usually the best, usually stole all the attention, and made sure to let the others do as little as possible, so he was a ball hog, depending on the sport. Ok so Aiden loved sports but only the ones you played solo, teams weren't his thing, and no teams weren't like packs.

As he ran he would look at all the pretty girls scattered around the place, there certainly were plenty to be had that is for sure. Of course his senses were on full alert like they always were, he needed, no, wanted to know anything and everything that was around him. Most scents were human, there were a few werewolves but besides him and his brother there were about five or more werewolves going to this school, so it wasn't that big a surprise to smell other ones. It was the strange scents that always raised the hair on the back of his neck and made him look around. Much like the scent he was picking up right now. He looked around trying to narrow in on who or what he was smelling, it smelt like Hell, if Hell had a distinct smell that is. Wait, there was more then one scent, this one smelt odd but familiar, not sure what it was or where he had smelled it before. He sniffed the air more openly before looking at the girl not far from him, she was looking towards the bleachers and hadn't noticed him yet. He looked where she was looking and saw what looked like a large hairless wolf, a really big one at that. That thing looked very nasty, and even with being an alpha it still sent a shiver down his spine, few things could do that. It took him a second to put together that the big beasty there was with the girl in front of him. A smile curled out over him as he looked at her.

"How's a pretty girl like you end up with a big nasty like that?"

[Belle Wolffang]

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"How's a pretty girl like you end up with a big nasty like that?"

Her eyes widen as she looked at Shadow back at the person, but it quickly faded as she gave a giggle, "I have no idea what ya'll are talking about " she said with an innocent-like tone, many people fell for it, but she doubted that she could fool him for very long.

She could already tell he was a Werewolf--he smelled like blood and death as well. Still she would try to play it off as she pointed to the scar on her chest, and then the one that was peeking out on her hip. "If you mean these--they ain't nasty--I find them beautiful, they tell a person my story."

She smiled, "if you want--I can tell it to ya'll."

She noted that this time Shadow had left the field knowing that the boy in front of her had noticed him, and she was glad he left. She smiled that same sweet smiling as she lifted her hand up to him, "I'm Belle, I'm still quite new here, but I don't remember seeing ya'll before."

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