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Alright! It's official! I am out of my mind! This will be my third FanFic I'll be writing at the same time! But I couldn't help it, I got the idea and it took on a life of its own. That's how it starts, I begin to write the first chapter in my notebook and when I realize that I have a good story (To my tastes anyway) I start typing. And I tell you if you wanna learn how to type fast, start a FanFic you'll learn quickly. Ok anyway I know you don't want to hear me babbling about my evil mind of doom so here's the story.

Disclaimer: I (Enter name here) Do not own Hex nor am I part of it. I am a humble FanFic writer with nothing better to do and too much time on my hands!

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Warning: The following story includes Lots of Lesbian Love and some content that is not suitable for people 14 and under. If your parents catch you it's your fault not mine! I just wrote it, you chose to read it even after the warning. Also I put this warning on all the chapters. Just letting you know.

Hex A love story from the grave

It was New Years Eve at Medenham dinning hall. They had set up a huge television up so they could watch the ball drop in New York City. Basically everyone who stayed over winter break attended. I missed my hometown of New York City but I've been in England so much that it was slowly but surely becoming my home.

The world was surely over at this point. They had just rebuilt the school after some kids had gotten entirely pissed and got the bright idea to burn down the school only they weren't that smart and when they burned down the school they were inside of it. Loads of rumors spread that there was some kind of a cult that did it. But I think it was just some stupid bloke trying to show off.

I was hiding in the corner nursing a beer when she came up to me. I was the new girl but so was she. Her hair reflected off of the party lights that were hooked up to the banister on the floor above us. Her corseted shirt and long black coat were her signature look. She took a seat next to me and pulled a large bottle out from the pocket in her coat, "Hello" I probably sounded stupid to her. "Care for a drink?" she asked me, "What is it?" "Absinthe" A boy came and kissed her when he propped his feet up beside her. "And how are you my lovely lady?" he asked "Making new friends?" "I'm doing fine. This is Leon..." She was talking to me "I'm Ella Dee." "Carrie" I wasn't that social, I didn't like talking either. Ella poured herself a shot of the green liquor into a double shot glass. She lit it on fire and melted sugar over the top of the flame in a tablespoon. Where she got it, I don't wanna know. Once the sugar was a liquid she mixed the two together and drank the shot. I was curious about the drink, I had heard of it before but never drank it. I once heard it was illegal to even own it. "I'll try some." I said. Ella got up and grabbed two more shot glasses to repeat the process for all three of them.

"So 'Carrie' Are you going to kill us all if we drop a bucket of pigs blood on you?" Leon said "Oh yeah, and afterward I'll blow up the town and kill my mother!" I said sarcastically, Leon laughed "I say she's a keeper." "More than that" Ella said. I didn't understand what she was talking about. She handed Leon his glass and he downed it. She handed me mine as she held her own. She didn't waste much time drinking hers either. I held mine up to the light and watched the sugar mix with the absinthe. "It's not going to drink itself you know." I shot a look at Leon and said "Bottoms up." The taste was strong but the burn was even stronger as it slid down my throat. I coughed; I suppose that's why Ella and Leon were laughing when they looked at me. "So how long have you been at Medenham?" Ella asked, "I'm not supposed to be here." I said, and it was the truth! "I'm arriving tomorrow, but I came early." My father isn't the most patient in the world even if he owns a successful company that makes him tons of money. So after my Step-mom left him when I was little he started shipping me off to any private school that would take me and his money. I got kicked out of the last school for the same reason they had to rebuild this school, Fire. When Ella lit up another drink I stared deep into the flame. "Where are you staying?" Leon asked me, he had his arm around Ella's shoulders and she was leaning against him. "Friends" I lied. Truth was, was that I had no friends, never have. I was staying in a motel down the road in town. I was planning on staying there the night and catch a cab in the morning "Interesting" Ella said. I wanted to get off the subject of me for a bit. I looked around and saw that there were hardly any girls around. How the bloody hell was I suppose to get a girlfriend if there are no girls?! "Where are all the girls? Leon you must know." Ella laughed at my comment and looked at Leon "Yeah Leon you must know." "Umm…Ha-ha…They're all on break. They all leave this place whenever they get a chance because they're afraid the school will burn down again with them in it, or that Our local lesbian ghost will get them." I snorted, I didn't mean to. I usually can't laugh Its more like a gasping of air really. "Lesbian ghost? That's a good one." I said but then I started to sway, and feel woozy. That drink Ella had given me was starting to take its effect on me. She and Leon both had had way more than I had and they were both fine. Now you would think that since my father is drowning in money that I would be a snob and I would always be out partying and drinking but no. I have a low tolerance for alcohol, and I can't hold my liquor. That's why I stick to the beer. It doesn't affect me. "I think I'm going to go, nice talking to you guys. Thanks for the drink." I got up and made my way outside. When I got there I dropped my beer and threw up. In the background I could here everybody yelling "5…4…3…2…1…HAPPY NEW YEAR!!" They were all shouting and screaming and whooping. It was now 2008, 3 years since Medenham was burnt down. When I looked up I could swear I saw a man staring at me, he had his black hair slicked back and he looked tired. I'm a photographer so I can remember details even if I saw him for a second. I blinked my eyes and he was gone. I went back to my motel room and crashed hard.

The Next Day I woke up right on time, 7 o'clock straight. I went through my various bags of luggage to find my favorite tee and jeans. If I was going to a prep school I was going in my comfy clothes. I went through another bag and found my studded bracelet that had small pyramid spikes on it. My cab arrived at 7:30; I had a hard time getting things inside the trunk so I had most of it inside the cab with me in it. Outside when I arrived was a tall black man with a goatee. He opened the door for me even though I was capable to that myself, he was being a gentleman. "Welcome Miss Martin, Welcome to Medenham." I simply smiled and followed him into his office.

"Now I understand that you got into some trouble in your last school? Is that correct?" "Yes, sir." I was sitting in one of those chairs that are positioned to where you have to look at the dean. "Might I ask what the trouble was?" I knew he already knew what the trouble was; he just wanted to hear it from my own mouth. "I started a fire in the teachers lounge…and the principles office…" I started to giggle at how many fires I had set that day "and the gym." His mouth was in the floor until I told him that it was. "Oh. Well we won't have to worry about any fires here will we?" I sighed "No sir." "Still we're going to have to ask you to give us any lighters or matches that you might have and we're going to have to look through your luggage for any as well. It was at your father's request." This made me mad. "Great. Just Great. Well are you going to do it here or can I go to my room first?" "We can go to your room." I followed him up with one of my suitcases to a room, when he opened it there were 2 beds but only one had covers and a pillow on it. I guess that one was mine. "Will I be having a roommate?" I asked when I set my suitcase on the bed. "No. This room has been empty for sometime. The two girls here both, well, left unexpectedly." I looked around the room; the rest of my belongings had already been brought up. "I have a question, if I kept one lighter and I promised to not light any fires inside the school or outside the school could I keep it?" David was quiet in his thinking. He liked for his kids at the school to have they're privacy; he knew that mine had clearly been violated with the letter my father had his secretary write. "Alright. But just one." I smiled I pulled out my silver lighter from my back pocket. It was one of those that you had to flip the top open to light it. "This is the only one. I swear; they took the others at the airport. Just call them." "I will. But No fires!" He turned and just when he was about to shut the door he said. "Have a nice day, Carrie."

Finally! He left. I kicked the suitcase off of the bed and laid down on it. David opened the door and I jumped off of the bed. "Yes?" "Oh, I just wanted to remind you that classes start this week, so you need to sign up for your classes by then. And not the morning of classes, at the most the night before." I pulled a sheet from my bag and ran it over to him "Here. All done." He looked at me strangely and then eyed over the papers "I see you've picked mostly art, science and photography." "Yes sir." "What about athletics?" "I thought I'd take up swimming." "Well then. I'll inform all your teachers and get you a schedule." "Thanks. Bye." I closed the door and locked it. I laid back down on the bed, it was probably 8 o'clock and everyone was downstairs in the dinning hall stuffing their faces with sausages and toast. Yet here I was falling asleep on a bed I've never seen in my life. I heard a rattle that came from under the bed, I shifted my weight around the bed and it looked like I was rolling on it. I got off once more and got on my hands and knees. I felt up under the bed, I felt a quick pinch on my wrist. I pulled my hand out and saw that there was blood pouring out of my wrist. The blood didn't scare me, it was how fast it came out or should I say how slowly, it slithered down my arm. I got up and ran toward the small bathroom that was in my room. I ran it under the water, when I wiped the blood away there was no cut. Still I put a wide band-aid around it and looked under the bed. This time I was on my back. Under my bed was a turquoise vase with all sorts or writing on it. The edges of its legs were really sharp, that's what probably cut me I thought. I placed it in front of the window that looked over the whole school. I gave up trying to fall asleep again and proceeded to unpack.

IN THE DINNING HALL:

Ella sat down with Leon at table. Their plates filled with sausage, toast and eggs. A girl came running into the dinning hall but nobody seemed to notice her. "Ella! Ella! You won't believe this!" She shouted until she reached the table they were sitting at. "What? You got another outfit?" Leon teased, she was smiling. "What is it Thelma?" Ella said while she fussed over the plastic knives that had replaced the silverware that was at the original kitchen of the school but that part was one of the first places that burnt down in the fire. "A girl! A new girl! In my room!" "I thought you were still upset about Maya?" Thelma stood straight and her smile went away "I am, I mean I was but I have to move on sometime. It has been 3 years and I'm still here. But anyway this girl, she's a pyromaniac! I overheard her and David's conversation in his office about the trouble at her last school; she set the place ablaze in three different spots! In one night!" Leon and Ella were giggling at how happy Thelma was. She had been in every girls dreams and still she hadn't had this much fun over a girl since Maya's second death or Cassie's for that matter. "Any idea what her name is?" "Carrie Martin. That's what is said on her record." "So what are you going to do?" Thelma got up on the table and started pacing on the table. "I don't know. The usual I guess." "Invade her dreams, sleep with her and stalk her around the school. Good plan even if she is your type." Ella said "How do you know what my type is?" Thelma stopped and looked at Ella. Ella paused for a moment so she could swallow the food she had in her mouth. "This is your type, a girl and a pulse. Lesbian or not, this one happens to be one. At least I think she is." Leon snorted and held his mouth trying not to spew orange juice out of his nose.

I was getting hungry; it didn't take long to unpack. If there was anything I learned from transferring every year or two was to pack light. Or as light as I could. It's been like that since I was in the 4th grade. New friends that I would soon forget their names, New Crushes that I would never talk to, and then there was my obsession with fire. Fire never changed, the only thing that changed was how the fire started. Broken electrical socket, freak lightning storm, or some drunken kids thinking they were god and that they wouldn't burn to death. I got up and unlocked my door. I went down into the dining hall. There I saw the usual, kids in their own worlds stuffing their faces with food that will probably kill them later on. I grabbed myself a tray and had gotten a few sausages, an apple and plain toast no butter. I saw that there was one empty table in the back and sat there. I was amazed that the dinning hall didn't even look like there was a party there last night. I still looked around to guess which tables belonged to which cliques. I could already tell where the popular table was, all the rich kids with their cell phones out texting each other. Couldn't they just open their mouths? I looked around some more and saw a table with only two people sitting together. It was Ella and Leon. They probably didn't remember me, hell I wouldn't. I finished my breakfast and kept the apple in my hand. I was saving it for later. I took my tray and walked right past them, I heard them talking but not to each other.

Thelma was still on top of the table when I passed it. "That's her! That's the girl who's in my room!" Nobody but Ella and Leon could hear her. "Oy! Bloody Carrie! Come sit with us!" Leon shouted I put my tray in the dirty stack that went into the kitchen. "Like I haven't heard that one before Leon." I looked at Ella she had cleared her plate. I didn't know that Thelma was standing in front of me, trying to see down my shirt. Ella mumbled something but I didn't hear what. "Carrie can I ask you something?" Leon asked me "Shoot" I took another bite from my apple. "Word around school is that you're a pyro, is it true?" "Depends on what you think a pyro is? I lit my last school on fire. If that's what you're asking." Leon was shocked, it was true. "Why?" I tossed my apple in the nearest trashcan I could find. But when I got up I didn't return to the table. Like I said, I don't like talking, especially about me.

When I got to my room I locked my door behind me, and started to put my sheets that I had with me on the bed. They were dark blue, with blacks and dark purple circles on it. I laid down on it messing it up. I grabbed my Ipod and turned it full blast, blocking out everything. I was still tired, I looked at my wrist, and it had formed a small scar on it. I drifted asleep, something I couldn't help. I felt like I was floating, and when I looked down I WAS floating. I saw my body but then there was a knock on the door; it was more like a pounding of a fist than a knock. I woke up and opened the door. It was Ella. "Can I help you?" I asked her. What I didn't know was that Thelma was with her. "Hi can I come in?" She came in anyway before I could tell her no and make up some lame excuse. "So how do you like Medenham?" She asked me but then she saw the vase thing. "Where'd you get that?" "I found it, it was under my bed. It gave me this nasty cut earlier." I took off the band-aid and showed her the scar. "What happened when you got cut?" I sat down on my bed, I chuckled "The same thing that happens whenever you get cut, bleed." Ella could see that Thelma was looking through my things; she found my Lighter and my underwear drawer. She was on a recon mission to learn whatever she could about me. "Was there anything different about the way you bled?" "It was slower I guess. That and it healed up pretty fast too. If it hadn't I'd be dead for sure. Why?" Ella looked at me then at the vase. "Nothing it's just that I thought it burned in the fire. I guess it didn't spread this far." Thelma found my book where I wrote everything down, I don't like to call it a diary or a journal because that means you write stuff you don't want people to read even though people end up reading it anyway. "Alright-o then you can sit down if you like. That bed doesn't belong to anyone." Ella looked at the bed and said "I'd rather stand thanks though." "Can I ask you something? Other than that." "What?" "How'd Leon know what happened at my last school? I mean I've been here for only a few hours at most. News doesn't spread THAT fast." "I don't know he's like that, he knows about everyone if he wants." "What about the girls in this room? David said that they left unexpectedly." "That's old Medenham, before the fire." Ella looked at her wrist as if she had a watch on, she didn't "Look at the time, I've got to go." I didn't say anything other than "See ya." My room was boring, the tall walls and high ceilings made it huge, but it was completely blank. An artists dream but your not aloud to paint your rooms so I decided to go into town and pick up some posters. There was a local music shop in town; they had all my favorite bands in there, even some new bands I listened to. It was nearly dark when I got back, I had to walk back but I needed the exercise. I dropped all of the junk I had just bought next to my bed. I plopped on my bed this time I was going to sleep, I had locked my door, turned off the lights and everyone was asleep. I was out the minute my head hit the pillow. I had a strange dream but I don't think it was it felt too real.

I was floating again, above my bed. I fell to the ground but I landed on my feet. I heard a faint crying, I followed it to one of the rooms surrounding the library, it was old, and it smelled of smoke. The crying grew louder, in the next room there was a fire and a girl in front of the fireplace. "Hello?" I said. She turned her head at me, her face looked like an angels. "You can see me?" "Of course. Why wouldn't I be able to?" I meant that question as a rhetorical question but she answered it anyway. "Because I'm dead." "You're what?" "Dead. Have been for 4 years." "Wait I'm still confused, you've been dead for 4 years and your still here? … Why?" I took a few steps closer, seeing if she was real. But she couldn't be real she was dead. "I was ritualistically sacrificed by a fallen angel to save my best friend Cassie." "So where's she in all of this?" I sat down in front of the fire with her, I got over the shock of seeing someone dead, I use to believe in spirits and the Afterlife but that was a long time ago. "She died as well. But she's gone now. It's just me; the only other people that can see me are Ella and Leon. I saw you earlier today, you were sitting with them at breakfast." "Well I didn't see you. I'm sorry." She looked at me like I was the dead one. "What?" "Come with me." She got up, I followed her. We went into my room, the door was locked but I walked right through the door. There on my bed was me, asleep. The girl was on the other bed, watching my sleeping body. "What's going on?" "One hell of an out of body experience." I laughed "Yeah I guess so." I sat down next to her, my hand sat on top of hers, she noticed it quickly. "You can touch me?!" She grabbed my hand and put it on her face. Her skin was smooth, one of the smoothest things I've ever felt. I pulled back my hand gently, trying not to seem uncomfortable. "Sorry, about that. It's just that like I said only Ella and Leon can see me but nobody can touch me. If they did they'd go right through me." "I'm sorry. How'd you know that this was my room?" "Oh, these use to be mine and Cassie's room." My mouth went open "Oh… David said the girls her left unexpectedly I just never guessed he meant like that." She laughed again. "I'm Thelma by the way." "Nice to meet you Thelma, I'm Carrie." "That's a nice name." I felt weird again. Weirder than before, like I was being pulled, pulled back to my body. "Something's not right." I said. The next thing I knew my alarm clock was blaring in my ear. I looked over to the bed across from me hoping that Thelma would be there, but it was empty. I looked over at the vase. I got up and went to it. I held it in my hand, looking inside of it. My ring slipped off of my finger and fell inside of it but when I reached inside of it there was a blast in my head. I saw everything, the past, the would-be, death and lots of it.

I saw Thelma being killed and them pulling her up from the lake that was outside my window. I saw her friend Cassie give herself over to the man I saw outside near the woods. I saw her baby and how she too died. Protecting her child and her murderer was Ella. I saw the baby boy grow up in a matter months into a fine young chap if you're into the bad boy scene. I saw the hell he gave Ella and everyone he came across. That he was the one who caused the fire.

"Carrie…Carrie…Wake up!" I heard it but I couldn't make out who it was that was talking. When I finally opened my eyes it was David. He had used his Master key to open the door once I didn't respond to him pounding on the door. I got up off the floor and sat down on my bed. When He asked me what happened, the lies started flowing like water out of my mouth. I said "I wasn't really that awake and I had tripped over some of the stuff on my floor; that I would have a huge bruise on my head tomorrow. I didn't mention everything I saw, that I had seen him being taken away by the police. "I came to give you your class schedule…" He handed it to me. I put it under my leg until he left me alone. I hated the dean being in my room. It made me uncomfortable. When he left I looked at my schedule, I noticed that my first class started tomorrow and I still had to go into town and get a ridicules amount of stuff for it. It was Art.

Thelma had her own world as well as I did. Her world was smaller, but much larger. She could do whatever she wanted and no one fussed at her but the flipside to this world was that she was very lonely. She didn't go to Ella straight away about last night. She wanted to wait and see if it would happen again but until then she followed me around town, learning about me. Seeing what stuff I was into and what stuff I wasn't. One thing that she did really notice was that one tiny detail about me, the one I never blatantly said, that I was defiantly into girls. She really liked this one detail about me.

I came home again with more stuff. This time I stuffed what I needed for that mornings class into my bag and put the rest away. Once more I fell asleep fast, I wondered around the old palace until I found the room that I found Thelma was in last night. Luckily she was there again. "Hello again." I said, I wasn't hesitant about sitting next to her anymore. In fact I couldn't keep her out of my head all day. "Hey" "What is this place?" I asked her "It's the old Medenham, before the fire and all hell broke loose." I scooted closer to her "That was Cassie's son who did burned the school down, right?" "How'd you know she had a son?" I smiled and stared into the fire. "I know a lot more than you think Thelma Bates." She relaxed a bit I think when I said her name. "Nobodies called me bates in years." I laughed a little and smiled again "Can you show me around?" "Sure, I'll even show you what your room looked like before I died." She got up and I followed. She showed me my bedroom from before, it was covered in old posters and lesbian love posters as well. I didn't mind that much. I liked it, it was her room as well as mine. I circled the room while she stayed at the door. "You know, if you like, you can have your bed. Nobodies using it anymore, people are saying the rooms cursed. So they tend to stay away." I looked around and saw the vase thing that was in front of the window, the same way I had set it. "I'd like that." I heard Thelma say, she missed her bed. I could tell by her voice. "Who's was this?" I pointed to the vase. "That was Cassie's. Don't touch it, who knows what will happen." She warned me "I already did. I found it under my bed. It cut my wrist, and afterward I started coming here." "Let me see." She came into the room and pushed up my sleeve. There was a nasty scar that had formed even if there was nothing there before. "This isn't good." "Earlier today I stuck my hand in there. That's how I know about you, Cassie, Ella and Cassie's son. But what I don't understand is this place. Why is it still around?" "Ella isn't going to like this. Its suppose to all be over! We won Game over! No more Demons no more fallen Angels…" I finished her sentence for her, even if it hurt her to hear it "No more Thelma." "Yeah no more Thelma." She was sad, she sat down on what used to be her bed. "Don't be so sad" I said, I put my hand on her cheek she held on to it. This was going to be the way my life would be for the next few months. I spent my days as a student at Medenham and at night I was Thelma's. This was the most I've wanted to stay at a school in my life, I had few friends (Ella and Leon were the extent of it) and I had a girlfriend who had been dead for four years. Life as I knew it was good.