Just so you know, I've never really written anything other than required school papers, and those don't take much effort. So please keep that in mind for the next couple chapters, because I'm really trying to get it done with as few mistakes as possible. To the few people who have started reading Odette, thank you for waiting! I don't plan on taking long periods of time in between chapters, this was an accident. Have fun!
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Odette rolled over onto her side, facing the door. Someone was taping on it, seeking entrance.
"Come in" She almost yelled.
In walked her best friend Lucky. Lucky, not including Claire was probably the closest with Odette. They knew everything about each other, and had clicked instantly the moment they met at the age of 7.
"I heard you got pretty banged up last night." She said, while coming around to Odette's side of the bed. She sat down and ran her fingers through her friend's hair, feeling the now very small bump.
"Yeah, well shit happens. I'm fine though, didn't help very much that Christian nearly took my head off when I came in. And Jesus Christ, you think Natalie would ever mind her own business." Odette ranted, the whole time intertwining her fingers behind Lucky's neck.
Lucky leaned forward and kissed her friends forehead. When she pulled back she said, "Don't worry about it, Natalie doesn't have the balls to actually stand up to you, and if she did try something, you know we could take her. Even without me you could probably hold your own, I guess." Lucky joked, smiling at her friend and blinking her eyes innocently. Odette laughed and gave her friend a hug, and a kiss on the lips.
Odette and Lucky have always enjoyed each other's company in more ways than one. They thought it as a different kind of relationship, one that they were both quite comfortable with, seeing as neither of them felt the need to make it public. What happens in the bedroom stays in the bedroom. Both women just need to release tensions once in a while, and they were both quite happy with how they did it. They were in love with each other's bodies.
Lucky stood up, and started walking toward the door. Then she said over her shoulder, "Careful when you leave your room, Christian is looking for you." Then she was out the door.
Damn, what does he want now, Odette thought. She got out of bed and walked to her closet. Time for some food. She grabbed her sponge bob boxers, which were bright yellow with various characters on them, and a black tank top. Closing the closet doors, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Definitely need a shower, she thought. She didn't do a thing with her hair, just slipped on some socks and started out the door.
She was walking down the staircase, when she saw two male pack members arguing over something. When Odette reached them she saw a fight was about to break out. Now's not a good time for violence, she thought as she stuck her hand out and caught the fist that would've easily broken something.
"Calm down guys. It's too early for this." She spoke loudly.
The man's fist she had caught, also known as Rick, looked at her in shock as she had easily caught his punch destined for Jake.
"Sorry Odette, but why don't you tell Jake here that he shouldn't eat what's not HIS!" He roared.
"Grow some balls Rick, its food, not diamonds. Let it go." She eyed Rick then looked over at the shaken Jake. Jake was fairly young, especially compared to Rick. And not used to Rick's temper tantrums, as he was new to the pack.
She let go of the fist she had caught so gracefully, and walked over to Jake. She patted his shoulder and whispered only loud enough for him to hear, "Be careful next time, and don't let him catch you!" She giggled, and he let out a nervous laugh and then she kept walking to the kitchen.
Leaning with his back against the cupboards Christian was reading the paper, and looked up when she came in.
Odette stopped briefly, and then kept walking to the fridge located right beside the cupboards which he was so casually leaning against.
"Hey" He said softly
"Hi" She said not looking at him at all, rummaging through the fridge.
"Nice shorts, very quirky" He winked when she looked up, she then laughed.
"I didn't know the sponge was your thing, but thank you." She left the fridge with some ham and cheese, then looked at him.
"I need the bread, can you grab it for me"
He turned around, grabbed the bread and threw it back at her.
"Gracias" She smiled, then frowned.