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[MCKENNA FAY ZIMMERMAN]

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Kenna was a in a vile mood. Not that she usually wasn't was, but this one of those days that she was beyond pissed. She wasn't exactly her usual raging self, that would have been too easy, and it was usually the solution to everything anyway. No, this level of anger was out of her control, torn between outrage and despair, that all she could do was constantly curse herself and fume in silence. The anger was there, but there was no proper outlet to channel it to. She was so pissed that she was actually trembling a little as she strolled down the highstreet, hands shoved in pockets while her mind worked furiously on what to do. Torn between finding an outlet to channel her rage to, or find something to relieve her stress. It was tiring being pissed, and Kenna honestly was feeling it, even if she was in a bad mood pretty much most of the time. Bitchiness did not leave her tired, but this wasn't bitchiness, this was just cold, raw anger that the mermaid could feel eating away inside her.

The fallout with Spencer had left her feeling terrible, and the brunette had kicked herself multiple times for it. She could not say that she really regretted indulging herself on coke again, but what she did regret was burning a hole in the relationship she had with her brother. See, Kenna did not really have many close friends, and her family was also one of the few things that she really held dear to her, even if she barely showed it. To put such a mark on the relationship she had with Spencer was almost sacrilegious on her part, and Kenna hated herself for it. She didn't like disappointing him, but being the sucker she was for drugs and alcohol, she had given in to temptation as usual. It was a shame though, she had been sober for months. But like hell was she going back to rehabilitation, that shit was over for her. Her choice had been made, and she had Ryland to back her up. Which was a damn good thing because she had no idea what to do without her best friend.

Feeling that Spencer could wait, and that she could do nothing about it since that schmuck decided to up and vanish after revealing his extra vampire shit, Kenna wondered if she should now go for a burger. Her brother's hybridness had freaked the fuck out of her, but after that, she was pissed at him for vanishing. When he got back, provided that he did, he was going to have a hell lot of explaining to do along with some Kenna rage to endure. If he didn't, well, she was going to hunt his ass down. That is, if she did not get killed in the process, the brunette thought wryly. Grimacing at the thought of being ripped apart by her own sibling, she pushed the thought out of her mind and analyzed her surroundings, hoping to find something that would distract her and pass the time.

And then she saw it, a familiar, dark blocky head. Kenna frowned, her brows furrowing, all thoughts of the other Zimmerman sibling flying from her head. She had not seen that head in ages. In fact, she could not even remember the last time she did, and even took a minute to remember his name. A small grin popping up on her features when she finally did, she stomped over so that she was only mere inches from his back. There was no way that she was going to forget someone with such an Indian-ish name, and who also had the kindness to help her when she fell that day. "Hey!" she barked in his ear, punching his back, not enough to break his spine, but hard enough for him to cringe. "If it isn't ah, oh, Hux Huxley!" said Kenna mockingly, but her tone was friendly, or as close to friendliness the mermaid could actually get.

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[HUXLEY JAMES ALLEN]

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Hey moon, please forget to fall down

The shifter had been trying to stay out of his house as much as possible as of late, which was strange for him since he was normally more of a homebody. He really didn’t like being out and about alone because it meant he had to deal with people he didn’t know, but the kid also didn’t have that many people he hung out with either. He did have Bear, but Hux always felt bad if he was constantly bothering the guy to hang out. Huxley didn’t need to be so annoying that Bear ended up hating him and decided it was a mistake to ever talk to him. The guy seemed too nice for that, but Hux still didn’t want to chance it.

His unwillingness to be a bother had resulted in Huxley going out by himself for the second time this week. Again, it was big for the kid. He tried to avoid that situation as much as possible. But it seemed like Hux just couldn’t be home anymore. Ever since the radical attack, he felt like he couldn’t be around his mother or brother without feeling like a complete fake. He had never told either of them the true story as to why he had come home so beaten up. Holden had been the one to first see Huxley like that and Hux had given him some half true story and had given a shorter version to his mom the next morning.

But he hated lying. The kid had never been particularly good at it to begin with but then to lie about something so big and so vehemently made him feel like an absolutely awful person. The worst was that they both thought he was a good kid so they would’ve never expected him to lie about things like that. Well, Holden knew something was up, but Huxley doubted he would even guess at the truth. How could he? Hux couldn’t tell them what he even was, much less everything about that night and he doubted he ever would be able to.

Eventually, everything would blow over. That night would fade to the back of Hux’s mind and he wouldn’t have to feel like such an awful person around the two most important people in his life. Until then though, Huxley was stuck wandering Manuka on his own. He’d already had the chance to wander through bookstores and coffee shops and the zoo and the theater. While Manuka felt like a big town, the kid was kind of afraid he’d start to run out of places that he could casually go to without looking weird. Coming to the multiplex was probably a mistake, seeing as how there was so much here and so much he could do in a day. He wouldn’t have anything else to do tomorrow when he wandered but he had run out of ideas so here he was.

Apparently, the shifter was worrying for nothing though. He couldn’t have been walking around for more than 15 minutes before he heard someone yell “hey” and felt a punch in his back. Hux’s automatic reaction had been to assume it was the radicals again, despite the logical reasoning that said they wouldn’t attack him in broad daylight. Then came the “Hux Huxley” part and he immediately knew who it was. No one called him that other than the girl he had helped in the park one day. She had twisted her ankle and Huxley had helped her to the hospital. He kind of figured that would be the last time he saw the girl but apparently he had been wrong. “H-hey, Kenna,” Hux stammered, slowly turning around to face the girl. “How’s y-your ankle?”It was probably a dumb thing to ask, but it was the only thing that came to mind.

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[MCKENNA FAY ZIMMERMAN]

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Kenna had always prided herself on having a long memory. The mermaid had found it very, very useful when it came to revenge and things like this. She liked being able to remember things and recognizing people from them, and because of her sociable to put her personality in a very nice way nature, she would go up to those that she recognized and talk to them. The brunette was not one to shy away from encounters, the girl met them head on with fists of course. Even if the people that she met were like Huxley, who was a huge stuttering fart. Kenna never understood why people could get anxious whenever it came to social situations. All you gotta do was talk and show them what you were made of. She had a small inkling that she probably had intimidated the hell out of poor Huxley during their first encounter, what with her coarse language and all, but if the other boy couldn't handle her, then too bad for him. She was very thankful though of his assistance, she wouldn't have made it to the hospital in one piece.

At his question, the mermaid looked him as though he was dumb. The ankle had long since healed, and in her opinion, it had never been better. Thinking that he was messing with her, Kenna grinned and wriggled her foot. "It hurts, Hux!" she squawked loudly, digging her fingers into his shoulders and clinging on to them. "It hurts like a bitch!" The huge grin on her face indicated that she was messing around, and to add a bit more effect to the little show that she was now putting up, she wobbled precariously. The fallout with Spencer had left the young woman a bit moody and more vile than usual, so she was determined to make her day with Huxley around.

The brunette knew that the shifter was a bit of the jumpy type, but there was no way she was going to mellow down for the sake of him. Hux already had the balls for even talking to her in her opinion. She had the feeling that he was about to piss his pants anytime because he was so jumpy and anxious. It was as though a loud boo would scare him off. But Kenna didn't want to freak or scare him off; the boy did help her after all. The least she could do was stick around a bit, see how things would become. Despite his introverted personality that was a far cry from her own outrageous one, Huxley seemed like an alright guy. Decent enough unlike the crazy party crowd that she ran with. It was a good change. She felt as though she could actually talk properly for once without spitting and cursing and waving broken beer bottles.

"What are you gawkin' at?" she barked when she realized that they weren't moving and were standing in the middle of the streets like the owned the place. "Move on!" Giving his already sore shoulders a light shove, she pushed the boy forward and continued doing so even after his legs began to move, making their way through the crowd. "So, how've you been Hux Huxley?" asked Kenna casually, still pushing him along as though she had been doing this for years. "Been helpin' other ladies to the hospital and shit?" It wasn't much, but to Kenna it was a huge start for her. Hux wasn't exactly the easiest person around to talk to, but the girl felt as though she could work her way around that eventually.

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