The Fox Spirit

[6] RJ and Spring

Amelia's POV

On the way out I bumped into Jackson, "Hey, Wolfie!" I exclaimed, he smiled nervously. "H-Hey," he stuttered.

I chuckled, "Chill, bruh. I'm not going to tell anyone." He nodded, "Who's THIS." Jake scowled, I frowned. "THIS is Jackson, or other wise known as Wolfie." I replied.

Jake nodded slowly before giving him a death glare, "Let's go, Jake." I said, tugging him towards the door. Jake gave Jackson a knowing look and followed me.

"What's your deal?" I asked, "What's MY deal? What's YOUR deal, and what's with your pet name?" Jake asked harshly, jealous much?

"What? I give EVERYONE pet names, well, not you yet." I responded, he frowned. Fine! He wants a pet name, I'll give him a pet name! I grinned and gave Jake a knowing look.

I pondered a bit, um...Wolfie is already taken. Hot head? No, Fuzzy, no. Fluffy? Maybe..."Hey, what about Fluffy?" I asked, he frowned.

"Nah, too stupid." He replied, I frowned. Right, I need a name to annoy him more. Hmm...ooh! I know! He'll hate me for this, we arrived at the car and I jumped in.

"Start the car, RJ!" I exclaimed, he looked at me confused. I grinned, "What does RJ mean?" Jake asked, I smirked and whispered in his ear.

"Rogue Jake," I said. His eyes widened and his face turned pale, I started laughing hysterically, "Chill, nobody but you and me know what it means."

He nodded and started up the car, he seems out of it...well! He wanted a pet name! I saw a red blur and I swiftly turned to see a glimpse of a fox.

Maybe it was just a normal fox...hmm...yeah, that's right. Or maybe....no, not him. Oh well, when we were in the woods I had shifted.

Nate kept petting me, but it felt good. My tongue was hanging out, I put my head out the window. I heard Nate chuckle, "What, Nateypoo?" I asked, that's his pet name.

Nate frowned, I heard Jake chuckle. "At least yours is better," Jake said. Nate raised an eyebrow, "You think RJ is better than Nateypoo?!? All of her friends call me that now!"

I started laughing, like, hysterically, on the ground type. Jake growled, "Not any better." He mumbled, I started laughing harder.

"Oh suck it up, baby." I teased, his face scrunched up. I finally stopped laughing, ha-ha his face. Amber chuckled, I grinned.

I wonder if anyone will figure out what it means, I turned to look at Jake. "Are we there yet?" I whined, "No."

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

"Are we there yet?"

"Amelia, stop."

"No, are we there yet?"

"Amelia..." Jake warned, I grinned. I leaned into his ear and shouted, "ARE WE THERE YET, RJ!?!?" He jumped and swerved.

Nate and I started laughing, "THAT'S NOT FUNNY, AMELIA! YOU COULD'VE GOTTEN US KILLED! THINK BEFORE YOU DO SOMETHING STUPID!" Jake shouted, I frowned.

My tail went between my legs and I whined softly. Nate glared at Jake, "Amelia...I'm sorry, I-I was just worried. You could've died, please forgive me." Jake said.

I could hear the emotion in his voice, "Whatever." I mumbled, barely audible. We arrived at the pack house and I shifted and started walking inside.

"Amelia! Wait!" I ignored him, I felt someone touch my shoulder and I shrugged it off. "Go away," I said angrily.

"Amelia, come on. I said I'm sorry," I growled. "Leave it be, RJ!" I shouted, turning around. He frowned, "Amelia, please." He gave me puppy eyes, "I. Said. Leave. It. Now go away, RJ."