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Post by Giga TA on Dec 6, 2006 4:41:43 GMT -5
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Post by Giga TA on Dec 6, 2006 4:42:17 GMT -5
Prologue:
Hesitant as I was, I slowly drew him closer and pressed him firmly against the wall. I felt his lips dancing against mine, completely unaware of the fatal consequences his actions would bring.
But he was, just so…
I wasn’t sure if I could bring myself to do it, even in my dreams, his skin glowing in a radiance mine had lost over the last few weeks.
I don’t know what was happening at the time, but I was strangely ok with it, feeling like it was a part of me.
I smelt the sweet blood that ran through his veins, even as I imagined it, the scent was unbearably over powering, and felt my mouth grow heavier as two pure white fangs slid out from my gums painlessly.
He was in my arms, helpless and oblivious, and his neck stood out in the darkness, the thirst grew. Our lips parted and I slowly made my way down his cheek, brushing past his throat and to his neck.
A quiet moan came from his mouth, just as I opened mine, the tips of my fangs hovering an inch away from the precious red liquid I would need to survive from.
Then my eyes opened and I awakened, not even in my dreams where I had no control would I allow myself to do it, and I didn’t even know what was happening. I just thought I was having my normal dreams, him being close to me as humanly possible without having to remove any clothing, but they had started showing my strange craving a few nights ago.
“C’mon Rebecca, you’re going to be late!” Came my mothers voice through the door as I lay on my bed, hair clinging to my forehead as sweat accumulated and remained there, a few beads however, escaped down my face and onto the bed.
“Ok, I’m coming.” I called back and got out of bed, unaware of what my life was becoming.
Chapter 1:
It’s scary how both me and Jenny sigh in the same way at the same time as he passes us everyday. It’s unbelievably freaky, but, you know, we’re 14… Almost, so, what can I say?
“Ahhh… Have you ever seen an angel fly so low before?” She asked, finally turning round to her locker and put in the combination.
“Maybe, but I’m pretty sure I was day dreaming.” I replied, my gaze looking into the distance with my locker about 3 feet in front of me. “Hmm, oh well, I guess we’ll never fully know unless we can get him to ask us to the dance. But,” –I sighed with disappointment- “He’s 15, he wouldn’t be interested in us…”
I couldn’t really tell her about the dream I’d had last night, she’d get jealous. Plus I wasn’t that cruel.
“Yeah… Oh well, a girl can dream.” She always tried to be positive, sometimes, it was sickening. She smiled at me. “So anyway. Speaking of the dance, we still up for dress shopping after your birthday?”
“Oh? Yeah! Of course I can make it, I wouldn’t miss it.” I exclaimed. My 14th birthday was just 2 days away, and I really couldn’t wait. “You still got the money for this?”
“Yep, I wouldn’t spend it on anything else.” She explained and rummaged through her locker. But, then I kinda blanked out, another guy suddenly walked past me. He didn’t look as gorgeous as Drake, but just as flawless, it was very hard for me to notice him.
Everyone else seemed to let him slip past unnoticed, but I couldn’t. His skin was kind of pale, but completely smooth, flawless, and a little mesmerising. Everyone else just seemed to fade away. But then, he looked at me over his shoulder.
I froze on the spot, his seemingly aquamarine eyes pierced straight into mine and I felt a rush of dizziness, and felt like I was falling. I thought I could hear his voice in my head. ‘Come with me…’ it whispered, urging me forward to follow him, his eyes never leaving mine, I took a shaky step forward and…
“…Becca?” Jenny’s voice suddenly came through, breaking my trance. Giving out a shuddering sigh, I collapsed against my locker, breathing heavily. Her eyes widened and she rushed to help me up as my eyes closed from sudden exhaustion. “What’s wrong!? You ok?”
My breathing slowly calmed itself down and I was able to hear some of the other voices around me. “Is she ok?” “What happened to her?” “She looks like she’s gonna pass out!” “D-D-Drake?”
My eyes snapped open as I heard his name and I wish they hadn’t, because he was right in front of me, kneeling with his face 10 inches from mine as I discovered I’d fallen to the floor. I could feel his eyes scanning me and I blushed immensely.
“Are you ok?” His hard voice flew perfectly to my ears, making me gasp a little.
I looked down at the floor embarrassedly, blushing more so. “Y-y-yes…” I mumbled quietly and got up, but he stopped me and held out his hand. I hesitantly took it and he helped me up. For that brief moment that my hand was in his, it was so amazing, time could’ve frozen and I wouldn’t care. But then he just walked away… Jerk.
Chapter 2:
I remember mumbling some stuff about Drake being a jerk on the way to the nurse’s office. Honestly, how can anyone so hot just walk away when someone’s obviously hurt?
“Uh, hello? Becca?” Jenny tried to get through to me, again. I was ignoring her though because I was afraid I would snap at her, and I didn’t want to do that.
That didn’t stop me from looking at her in recognition that she talked to me of course. I didn’t want to upset her, but I definitely didn’t want to be rude.
I gave my ‘not a good time’ look and she instantly closed her mouth, looking a little shy, and nodded tentatively. This made me sigh with relief as it eased my tension a little.
I think I’d been lying down for about 10 minutes and I still had the same head rush. What exactly happened to me, I have no idea, it just all seemed to happen so fast.
I just couldn’t keep him out of my thoughts, out of everyone in the hallway, he looked over at me, like I was special. But what really creped me out, he spoke to me, but he didn’t say anything.
I know, it sounds corny to me too. Even worse, if I hadn’t of been snapped out of it, I would’ve followed him!
There was just one other thing that scared me, I felt connected to him. The harshness that his words made me fear him.
But there was something else, I wasn’t sure what.
My mind raced through possibilities. None actually seemed plausible, except one…
I bit my lip as I admitted this to myself, but Drake was a sailing ship… He was gorgeous.
I don’t quite know what it was that the most appealing, but from what I vaguely remembered, his eyes were both soft and harsh at the same time, picturing them sent a shiver down my spine as I gasped out loud. Luckily, a cold flannel had just been placed on my forehead, so I could pass that off easily.
I then remembered the rest of him, and once again heard what he’d said to me ringing clearly in my head. Without realising, the gasp softly turned into a moan.
The second I registered that, I shut my lips and put my hand over my mouth, blushing immensely.
Jenny immediately looked over at me and a confused look came over her face. “What was that?” She asked.
I shrugged lightly. “I—I just dunno…” I lied softly, I always was good at lying.
It was enough that I’d admitted to myself that he might be the reason why I practically fainted, but that was undeniable proof I… Liked… Him.
“No!” I shook my head and the flannel hit the floor.
Jenny once again looked at me, but then shushed me. I did so and laid my head back down, breathing heavily.
I needed someone to blame…
Drake. That’ll do.
Chapter 3:
Ok, so maybe I’m being a bit harsh, it was just one incident after all. He could’ve very well been in a hurry to get to class or something.
Either way, I was thankful the nurse didn’t want me doing anything for the first lesson, so I got to miss gym, great!
I still couldn’t get that guy out of my head the entire time though, there was just something about him, kind of familiar in someway. Like someone I knew but couldn’t remember if you understand that sort of thing (Although it sounds incredibly corny).
Jenny had to go back to class seeing as I needed some rest. So I was lonely for most of the hour, but was glad as I got to be the first out to get to my next class, avoid the traffic of other people trying to push their way past each other. And of course, apart from the odd chatter coming from various rooms, it was silent and I was loving it.
The annoying thing however, I had to get my stuff from my locker as well, seeing as that odd fainting spell had got me to the nurses office before I could open it, meaning it could’ve been broken into, or worse.
Anyway, I did a few double takes as I got to my locker, this morning making me extremely paranoid, before sighing with relief as I didn’t see or hear anyone coming. I smiled a little and opened my locker.
Then the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end.
I slammed it again and turned around. Then I instantly lost my breath.
“Are you all right?” He asked, by he, I mean the guy who caused me to pass out this morning. He was smirking at me like he had done earlier. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.
I tried to avoid eye contact with him. “Y-yes.” I stammered, although it didn’t sound convincing as my voice cracked. “Wuh—Why would it matter to you anyway? I’m no one special.” It was true, I wasn’t one of those preppy popular snobs who were always swooning over the jocks (Drake doesn’t count).
He just continued to smirk at me smugly, making me feel like I was missing the point of some untold joke or the answer of an unasked question. “Now why would you think that?” He asked, his voice smoother and more… Attractive, lets say, then it had done in my head. I found it difficult to stay on my feet now, even as I looked down at them. “Everyone’s special in some way, shape, or form. You happen to be exceptional.”
I was trying to keep myself focused, and by that I mean, I was trying to remind myself that I need to breathe to live. “Look, I don’t know what you want with me…” I said, my voice more of a croak then actual words. “But, I would appreciate it if you didn’t do this to me.”
He laughed a little… Loudly, it was chiming, very hard to resist looking up at him. “I have no idea what you mean.” He said, sounding honest. Then what I feared would happen, did. He lifted his hand up, cupped my chin, bringing my gaze up to meet his. “What’s your name?”
“R-R-Rebecca.” I stammered to say, sucking in a breath at the sudden contact of his smooth fingers on my skin. “What’s y-yours.”
He seemed to enjoy the sound of my now ragged breathing. I didn’t realise it at first, but his skin was almost incredibly pale. He looked like he was dead, but I could feel a steady pulse running through his fingers as it went in time with mine. “Colin.” He replied. When his eyes weren’t seemingly trying to pierce my skull, I noticed he had pitch black hair that fell down over his aquamarine irises as he looked down at me. “It’s very nice to meet you Rebecca.”
Over the head rush I was now getting as I felt his cold breath brushing my cheek, I could barely hear the bell and the sudden explosion of chatter and footsteps that came out into the hallway. But they just sounded like a broken computer speaker, muffled and slightly inaudible. Although strangely, no one else seemed to notice us and he just stared at me the whole time. I could swear I felt my cheeks burn in a bright red blush throughout the whole silence between us and he waited for the soft noises to quiet themselves, leaving just me and him in the hall once more.
“I need to ask you something…” Colin said as his hand suddenly left my chin and into his jacket.
“What do you think you’re doing!?” Came a familiar voice, suddenly breaking through the sound barrier between us.
I snapped out of my trance like state and turned towards it. I was stunned at the person my eyes fell upon.
He must’ve just been in a hurry this morning.
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