=========================================== Jacob looked at Sam sharply. he'd never expected those words from his friend.... but it was certainly possible. What if Ashley and the others *were* the fake ones? They just thought they were real. Or maybe they knew they weren't, maybe just a bunch of stuck up girls and boys. He nodded to himself, beginning to believe this even more. "I think they might be," he said at last. Sam nodded, looking slightly pained. Probably had realized it, and didn't want to admit it until now. "There's one more thing," Jacob said. Sam raised his eyebrows. "Ashley's giving me until Saturday to, erm, 'explain myself', or she'll tell everyone that I'm fake," he confessed. "But I'm not. And I don't know what to say to her." The thought again... *no*, he *wasn't* fake, therians could choose Theriotypes, and there wasn't a limit, he told himself firmly, and looked up to see if Sam had an answer. ===========================================
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