My Human Mate novel Chapter 2

Throwing my keys into the small bowl next to my front door, I pried the door closed and sighed. Home sweet home, I thought to myself in delight. I made a beeline straight to the kitchen and grabbed out my half eaten bag of red liquorish, my favorite food in the whole word. Lie. That's actually false. It's a tie between red liquorish and Pringles for first place. Nothing can, and ever will, beat red liquorish and Pringles.

My home, isn't necessarily a home. It's a small two bedroom box living on a street with bigger, more luxurious homes surrounding it. How our box even got onto this street, I would have no clue. The house was made from brick. All in all, it didn't look to bad, but looked bad because the other houses were better.

Inside, the floors were made of wood. The walls were painted white and everything was furnished quite nicely. I live in the box with Blake, but I practically live alone. Blake was constantly at work in other states constructing and fixing buildings and only gets the opportunity to come home for a week every month before he flies off again. He knew that Tanner and I got along really well, and thought Tanner could be my brother while he wasn't there to fill the position. It's the thought that counts, right?

I went straight to the bathroom and ran myself a hot bath to help soothe my muscles. The steam rose from the water causing the windows and mirror to fog up. My training clothes fell to the floor, and I gritted me teeth as I entered the hot water. My foot felt numb from the hot water touching my skin. A couple minutes later, my body had adjusted to water and I was happily munching away on my liquorish with my eyes closed in peace. This is the life, I thought to myself.

After polishing off the half bag of liquorish, my hands and toes looked like prunes and I thought it would be best to get out of the bath. It was only 8:30, but I had work tomorrow so I made my way into my room.

Clothes were flung everywhere, my bed was unmade and clothes were falling off clothes hangers making my dresser overflow. My desk had papers and books thrown all over it and my laptop was sitting on my bed waiting for me.

Sliding under my Donna cover, I was puffing slightly. I'm not gonna lie, it took a lot of effort to dodge and jump over everything on my floor. I wasn't the neatest person. Scratch that. I was a pig. I wasn't even sure how that came to be. All I did was sit on my bed in the one spot and go on my phone or laptop. It's like everything in my room has a mind of their own, choosing to magically move and be in the way 24/7.

Opening up megashare, I clicked the link for the latest episode of Pretty Little Liars I had eagerly awaiting for.

BEEP BEEP BEEP.

The screen went back to the news woman.

"The local animal control are out in the area in Apollo Bay where Mr Coleman was said to be looking for this "wolf," she explained and put air quotes around the word wolf. "We will keep you updated throughout the day."

Shutting off the TV, I went to the laundry and grabbed my work uniform. Denim shorts and a purple singlet top- just the way I like it. I work at a rip curl shop. Rip curl for those who don't know is a surf shop. We sell men's, woman's, girls and boys clothes, surfboards, bathers, towels, back-packs, shoulder bags; pretty much anything involving the beach and you can find it here.

I had completely forgotten about the news report, not really caring about it. Don't get me wrong, I feel sorry for the Mr Coleman guy and all, but the place the "attack" was, was located about a two and a half hours" drive away from me at the least. I never go to Apollo Bay. It's a pretty sketchy place because bad people live there. Drug dealers, drug addicts, people with guns, a huge gang, you name something bad you can find in a city and you will more than likely find it in Apollo Bay.