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[center][b]Aubrey Adkins[/b][/center]
[center][b]Four Days after [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/135/posts/ic?page=8#post-991318]Raptor[/url] and [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/135/posts/ic?page=8#post-1037340]Iron Knight[/url] Post[/b][/center]
That was the worse shower I have ever taken in my entire life. How in the world was I going to explain getting the bathroom floor soaked and using up every single bath towel we owned? I wasn’t even all the way dry because I gave up half way through. I just made sure my human portion of myself was dry, since that was going to be the only part Will was going to see. 

 Once I threw all the towels I used into our washing machine, I headed back to my room to prep my computer for my “Skype Date”. After I changed into a different outfit, or at least my upper body, since human clothes would never fit my spideresque physique, I headed over towards my desk.

I checked the video feed from my computer and was quite disappointed. Anyone who was at least somewhat attentive could tell that I wasn’t normal because my abdomen was still visible on the camera. I paced around my room for a few seconds, trying to think about what I should do next. I tried to throw a blanket over myself. It would not be too far of a stretch for me to be wearing a blanket. I mean, it’s still winter out there, which means it’s still cold and bitter outside. It made total sense to me, until I realized that you could still tell something was off about my appearance. Then an idea hit me.

I decided to try something different. I leaned against the foot of my bed, pivoting my body so that I would be resting on top of my abdomen. I placed a pillow on top of my abdomen and rested my laptop on it, using my spider legs to stabilize it. This time when I checked the video feed, I couldn’t see anything that suggested something was wrong.

And luckily that was the case, since immediately after I confirmed this, I received the video chat invitation via Skype. I just took a deep breath and clicked accept.

Wills’ face appeared on the main video feed on my laptop screen.

“Aubrey, is there anything wrong? You look a little nervous. I thought I was supposed to be the nervous one.” Will asked me, adding a small grin at his last statement. I looked down at my hand and noticed that I was twirling my hair with my finger. I immediately pulled my hand away from my hair and turned back to the monitor.

“Everything’s fine,” I lied, “I just endured an extremely long and painful week.”

After that, the Skype chat went pretty smoothly. We talked about the same things that we did over IM. It was now just face-to-face. The only really awkward moment (or at least I thought that was going to be the only awkward moment) was when he proposed the idea of a long distance relationship. I was hesitant to stay yes because I didn’t want to lead him on. Although I do give him props for doing it now rather than over IM. Furthermore, he was planning on pursuing a career in Arachnology, which was quite the coincidence, since I am now kind of half-spider. Back in high school, I had a few classes with him and I never took advantage of the situation because I know he was interested in me. In spite of my current condition, I did not intend to start taking advantage of people now.

Suddenly, that web noose that was stuck to the ceiling loosened and smacked me in the face. Of all the times it could have fallen, it had to happen at that very moment. Will asked if there was anything wrong, but I just brushed it off, trying to lie that it was a practical joke made by my friends. But I could tell that my face turning red from the small preview window that showed what Will was seeing on his screen. When I reached up to move the webline out of the way, due to my nervousness, I accidentally reach out one of my legs instead of my arm, flashing my spideresque limb over the screen.

I immediately closed the video call when I realized what I just did. How could I do something so stupid like that? How could I mix up my arm and my leg? Now Will knew that I was a freak, or at least knew something was up. He, in response to me canceling our video chat, sent an IM to me, asking if I was all right. I could have ended everything right there by telling him that I needed to go or something, but I didn’t. I told him I would be fine in a moment. I picked myself up and placed the computer on my desk, while I stood to the side so that I wouldn’t be on screen. I then clicked the button that initiated the video call.

“Will, do you still want that ‘long distance’ relationship?” I asked from the side of the computer. Of course, as I expected, he said yes. After he replied, I walked into the view of my computer, standing far back enough so that my whole body was visible on the video feed. I couldn’t believe I was doing this.

“Well, this is what you would get.” I said, turning around in a circle so that he could see all the changes to my body. “I just woke up like this this morning. I have no idea how or why it happened. I just know it did. I just had such a hectic week and,” I paused, rubbing my face, “God, it’s just such a long story.”

“I have time.” He said. I couldn’t believe I was doing this, about ready to spill all the events of the worst week of my life. Maybe I just needed to share it with someone because I have kept in bottled up for so long. Even though less than a week has passed, it has, at least to me, seemed like an eternity.