That way, I'll always remember

Lanslo said good bye to his parents, and his little sister. he was going to miss her, and he promised to keep in contact. He walked into the school. His parents had never considered him to special, until his ability to become a wolf came into view. He was only aloud to be one outside, that way he wouldn't get fur over the place, even though it didn't come off to much. They'd kept his powers a secret from everyone but trustworthy family, who wondered what he did in wolf form. It was a simple answer to Lance. Anything he couldn't do as a human. Of course, he couldn't do everything as a wolf, not even close, but he had the whole wolf package, which meant excellent smell, good eyesight, and hearing as well. He used these things to help himself when he was outside, doing a case. He also had the speed to help him. he didn't usually have need to run to fast though, he never had any emergencies. Lance broke out of his thoughts, and back to where he was. Ahh, yes, the school fro the gifted. He looked around the room, memorizing details and storing them away in his thoughts. He was handed a clipboard with a bunch of paper on it. He was supposed to fill it out? It'd be done in a snap. He sat down and started writing away, flipping the pages faster quickly. When he'd filled it out, he handed the clipboard back to the desk lady. She said she'd have to go get a room number or something, so sit down and she'd be right back. He sat down again.

'What an interesting room' he thought. He wondered what the dorms would look like. He'd pretty much memorized the whole room, and so he decided to start quizzing himself. Calculus first, then trigonometry. After those questions maybe he'd do some Botany. He closed his eyes, questions flying through his head. He needed to quiz himself, as to remember everything, and be able to answer any question on the spot.

Question after question, as fast as he could think of them, he could answer them. Sometimes he even argued with himself on the answer, promising to check a text book later.Ah,how he loved reading from textbooks, one of his favorite pastimes! That and being outside in his wolf form, observing the tiny details of things. He could sense the presence of someone, and hoped it was the desk lady. Instead an obnoxiously-toned voice interrupted his peace.

"Oi.......what are you doing?"

What was it to her? He figured as he opened his eyes. He looked at her. She didn't look as mean as her voice, except her unwelcoming scowl, and he prepared himself for observation. Her long sorta blonde hair, her eyes and her outfit, he noted them and stored them away in his brain. He'd be able to put a "file" name on it once he knew her name. It would seem creepy if some one knew what he was doing, but it wasn't. Most people can't remember of person's name when they meet them a second time, let alone the exact details of what they were wearing, and that's what made Lanslo so special. 'What's it to you?' he thought to himself, not annoyed, but curious as to her random grumpiness.

"I'm quizzing myself on questions from calculus, trigonometry and botany. What are you doing?"

He noticed that the desk lady returned, and probably hadn't wanted to disturb him because he looked like he fell asleep. That's what most people thought, but they were incorrect. His brain was at work,thinking, planning, scheming and all sorts of things the like of that. He stood up, paying attention to what the girl was saying, and walked to the front desk, where the woman gave him the key. He smiled kindly muttering a soft thank you as not to interrupt the girl, and sat back on his chair. He looked back up at the girl, leaning back comfortably, and fluffed his "flip". He always had it styled like that, and if you were looking at him, you'd know that it pointed to the right, although it was the left to him. He played with the little key that had his number attached to it, and memorized his number. He spread out his trench coat a little and watched the girl.

Lanslo was a little confused at the girl's manner but he didn't let it bother him. He blushed at the fact that she commented on the smell. He hadn't noticed it to much, maybe because he was used to it. He didn't usually smell like that, because he kept very clean in both human and wolf form.

"I highly beg your pardon, I wasn't able to take a shower before I got here ,and that always gets rid of the scent. I don't usually smell like this." It was true. Before he'd left for here he'd been playing in the snow down his area, in wolf form, and hadn't had time to properly clean and dry. He pulled some cologne out of his carry on and sprayed it on him. Hopefully that would last till he was able to clean himself, very well. " I have an unusual amount of intelligence, and I can shift between human and a British Columbian Wolf. I keep the same mind set, so I don't change when I'm a wolf. I've never met another one, but I know that we're endangered. It's pretty sad." It did make him sad that his kind was endangered, well not his human kind, his wolf kind. People were always interested when he told them that, usually they backed away until he made them understand that he didn't act like a wolf. Being in a wolf form made him happy, because it was awesome, and it made him feel like a man. He watched the girl tuck s long strand of hair behind her ear. "That's uh, some pretty hair you've got" he said nervously and awkwardly. He was always shy around girls. She was a pretty girl, but she didn't seem to be the kind that would get offended or weirded out.

Did she just say something about being a lioness? The girl seemed smaller compared to him, but sometimes that meant they were all the more feisty. Yes, that was probably the case. Lanslo didn't usually use his ability to shift to a wolf as something to threaten people, especially because he kept the same mind tract as he did when he was human. To him, her eyes looked slightly fiery in color, and also the different ways she shaped them. He figured by now this wasn't your typical sweet teenage girl, and she had a special power that defined her. As a matter of fact ,when she smiled she had rather long sharp,fangs? He watched her carefully. She was probably a vampire of some sort. He never understood those creatures, not that he'd run into one before today. He watched the vampire girl. She was quite pretty, but looks could be deceiving and Lanslo figured that was the case.

"Why, thank you. It's a lot of work looking like this every day, you know." Lanslo smiled, but shrugged at the same time. " I don't really know, it only takes me five minutes to perfect my flip every day." She fluffed it up a little, making sure the gel was still fresh. It was always an important thing to check on, at least once every two hours. He couldn't imagine how long it would take if he had that much long hair. Of course, he wouldn't ever have to worry about that. He like his hair average guy length, and that was how he was going to keep it.

Lanslo was quite sure he couldn't understand this girl. Although, understanding girls-humans- completely, was something even the smartest couldn't do. There was always a different personality type in a person, always new behaviors. Although they'd only been talking for a minute or two, he was sure he'd never seen this style of behavior before. It was a mystery he was challenged, and accepted. Effortless. How interesting. Even he spent a few minutes with a bottle of gel to get his hair to stick the way he liked it.

"It's nice to be able to be pretty without trying, isn't it?" Lanslo was at a loss for words. He wasn't sure what to say, but he started talking anyway. "Well, I can't say I have much experience being pretty, but it's not to hard to get my hair the way I like it."

Lanslo was never to big on himself. He din't consider himself more handsome than most, or really better than anyone. He was just your average super- intelligent- can turn -into- a -wolf guy. not that he ever bragged about it. The girl didn't seem to be bragging, just satisfied with the way she looked. Nothing wrong with that. And, she was a very pretty girl. He watched her twirl a strand of light colored hair. Her eyes seemed full of mystery and, well, he didn't know what those other emotions were. Maybe he'd find out?