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My first story, enjoy
This is my first story (sorry if it's not very good), enjoy.
Damien was terrified.
Damien was an eighteen year old wolf; about six foot three with light grey fur and deep dark blue eyes.
Damien looked at himself in the mirror and realised how stupid he looked, he had never looked good in a suit.
His bowtie was wonky, the sleeves of his jacket were too long and his collar chafed his neck.
He pretty confident he was going to be a laughing stock, things never turned out well for him at social gatherings, his tongue always got tied and he was easily distracted.
You may be wondering why Damien was so nervous, well today was prom and he was getting ready to go.
His date was called Sarah, she and Damien had been friends for years and when he had no one to go to prom with he asked her and she surprised him with a yes.
Sarah was a wolf like Damien, she was about five foot ten (although Damien wasn't sure) she had fur much darker than his and her eyes were almost black.
Sarah was pretty, or at least Damien thought so and she kind and honest, however she could be unpredictable at times and she was prone to being angry.
Eventually Damien got round to picking Sarah up, when Damien saw her he smiled, she was wearing a beautiful blue dress.
"What are you looking at?" she asked
"You" Damien replied as he grinned stupidly
They both got into Damien's car and drove off to the school.
Damien hated prom, he felt like he was being forced to be someone he wasn't.
He and Sarah wandered about the hall for an hour or so casually chatting with their friends, then when they were standing by the snack table Sarah said "Damien can you get me some crisps please"
Damien was confused, she was almost right next to the crisps why couldn't she get them herself?
"Why don't you get them?" Sarah's face went dark, Damien realised what he had said had come out the wrong way.
"You're useless you know that" she snapped as she stormed off.
Damien sighed and wondered off.
Later on Sarah reappeared and the dance began, she insisted that they dance, he hesitantly agreed.
Damien had two left feet and after about five minutes of dancing he trod on her toe.
Sarah yelped in pain and then stormed of angrily muttering curses.
When the evening was over Damien trudged out into the car park as he got ready to leave.
Sarah came running out to see him.
"You're meant to take me home you know"
"I know"
"Anyway, I'm sorry I ran off earlier"
"It's okay" "I had a great time"
And with that she kissed him on the cheek and a huge grin split across Damien's face.