1. School Of Freaks
I concentrated on the scent. Let everything but the longing be invisible to my senses. I had to devoid myself of all human emotions and concentrate only on the longing to get what I was deeply craving. It almost felt like slow motion, grabbing the little dear's neck and snapping it with ease. Next thing I knew, the dear was at my feet, dead. It was a white tailed dear, female. Heaving a depressed sigh I bent down and pressed my teeth to the dear's neck. The blood tasted good, refreshing after going so long without feeding. That what it always was I suppose, live to feed the addiction. The horrible demented and damned addiction. The flow of blood stopped and I stood up. There was still a slight burning in the back of my throat, but that was normal. It was always there, reminding me of what I am every second of the day. I stared up into the overcast sky. Maybe to see if some small drop of hope would come down.
A drop of hope promising better times and a new life, with no traces of my horrible disgruntled, damned past. Of course, nothing came down. Staring ahead I started at a slow pace back to my house. Well, slow for me. I was going at least 60 Mph. I arrived at the house sooner then I'd hoped. Lately, being at my house was a constant headache for me, constant fighting with my parents, heated arguments with my sister. There were good times though. Times where that seems like only a terrible nightmare. I got lucky though. My parents were at work, my sister at school and I had five minutes before school started. I quickly changed out of my blood stained clothes and into ones suitable for not giving the impression of a bloodthirsty killer. I decided on my usual black t-shirt and old jeans combo. While pulling my shirt over my head I caught my eyes in the mirror and stopped.
I stared into my reflection. Staring at my shoulder length brunette hair, olive toned skin, sharp edged cheekbones, finally resting my gaze on my eyes. Right now they were a dark brown, due to the fact that I just fed. They get lighter with the more hungry I get. Except when I'm dead. From what I heard, when a vampire dies their eyes turn a very light shade of gray. I hated my reflection, always have, but only because it's not me. When I was human I had multi personality disorder, so when I was changed I devolved the power into changing how I look. I can change my look to be blonde or brunette, green eyed or purple, 1 or 100 years old. I missed how I looked. I glowered at my reflection and ran into the foyer pulling the rest of my shirt on.
In one fluid movement I lifted my small Nirvana imprinted backpack off the hat rack, unto my back and swept out the front door. Being careful to lock the door I walked towards the driveway frowning when I saw who was out. The only other vampire I knew that was not apart of the White coven was getting into his car at the same time I was. He was named Evan but dubbed "Cowkiller" by me because he stepped on a cow I made from paperclips in the sixth grade. I don't blame him for that anymore but old habits die hard. "Hey Cowkiller." I teased from my driveway. "Shut up" he retorted. Huh, someone's in a bad mood "So how many cows you eat today?" I persisted
"None, how many innocent little dear did you suck the blood out of?" That one hurt. I glared at him and he stared back with a hard face. "Fine" I said icily "Don't talk to me." He ignored me and unlocked his car. Something happened. Usually he liked having a conversation with me about what was happening with the vampires before school. I picked up on his thoughts, thankful that reading minds was another thing I developed. Stupid retard vampire idiotic moron. Always bothering me. She can go rot in hell for all I care! As long as she's no where near me. "Hey!" I yelled, outraged "I can hear you, remember retard?!"
"That's the point!" he yelled back. "Screw off!" Stupid idiotic rude vampire. I threw open my car door and angrily started up my Volvo. I pulled out of my driveway. Luckily before he could say something else. If the conversation would have continued, one of us would have ended up dead. I kept my eyes on the road and concentrated on not accidentally break the steering wheel in my grip. What happened with him? Did something happen between him and the rest of his coven? Ideas ran though my head as I arrived at Rolling Hills High
I pulled up to the check gate and waited for the computer to scan me. I go to a school for people like me, not vampires, but people who are monsters-werewolves, pixies, vampires, everything. Unfortunately, because of pranks people have been pulling to try to get into our 'special school' –more like school of freaks-, the mayor put a 10 ft gate and two scanners outside the outside of the school. Personally I think these are here to keep us in the school not them out. I checked out clear and pulled into my usual parking space-between Dominique's jaguar and Karly's mustang. We sort of had a thing with fast cars. I think it has to do with the catchy Mercedes commercials that played when we were little. Like some kind of hypnosis. I slid out of the front seat only to come to a heart attack.
"Hi Haley!" screeched Karly, somehow she had gotten right by my car door without me noticing. Karly had her waist length dirty blonde-green hair down and barely brushed. Over the years a slight greenish tint came into her hair due to her monster type, Yuan-ti (half snake half human). She still had her scales, or "freckles" she calls them, giving her the appearance of being younger then she really is. Her chocolate brown eyes were wide in excitement. Her pale white skin almost glowed in the sunlight as the waved her arms in the air showing her unwanted enthusiasm. Even though she was on her tip toes she still didn't reach my height. "Karly, do you mind not yelling, two out of the three of us have sensitive hearing." asked Dominique walking up from behind Karly. Dominique was almost the exact opposite of Karly. She had caramel colored skin and her shoulder length pitch black hair was fully brushed and pulled into ponytails on either side of her head. Giving her her werewolf appearance. She was taller than me but, she did, though, have the same dark brown eyes that Karly has.
"Is it in your daily routine to scare the living shit out of me?" I asked locking my Volvo with a loud 'Beep'. "Yep!" shouted Karly with too much enthusiasm. I moaned. "Lovely" My gaze shifted to Dominique. She smirked. "Look who fed today." She teased, noticing my eye color. "So what was on the menu? Bunny rabbit? Dear?" I smirked back. "You would know wouldn't you, Mutt?" She frowned, unhappy that I turned the joke on her. I started to ask if they knew anything about Evan's behavior, but the first bell rang before I could finish.
We waved bye to Karly as she went running towards the building so she didn't miss her first period. "Sssssssssee you guyssssssss later" she yelled turning the corner. Both Dominique and I dropped P.E.-our first period- for a free period. Me, because in P.E., I'm dangerous. I either ending up hurting myself or some one else. Plus I'm 20 pounds underweight so there's no need for me to be in P.E. anyways. Dominique because, who skips an opportunity to spend the first period of school walking around the city?
We started off towards the 'out' scanner of the school. "Dominique, do you know why Evan is acting rude?" I questioned. She eyed me suspiciously. "You mean more than usual?" "No I mean like a pickle." I answered sarcastically, rolling my eyes. "I don't know" she said "Did you piss him off?" I thought about that for a moment. Reviewing the last few days I can't find anything that I did that would piss him off. "Not that I remember." I answered slowly. "Did his coven do something?" she persisted, now interested the matter. "I don't know!" I shouted exasperated. "If I knew would I be asking you if you knew?" "Yes" she smirked. I groaned. "Never mind then." "No I want to know what happened." "Well then you should not have pissed me off." She stuck out her lower lip and pouted.
We reached the 'out' scanner and I took out my student card. On it was my name, birthday, race, school library account, and lunch money (like how a credit card works). I stuck it into the slot and the machine stated "Haley White, race: Vampire" "Yes?" I asked. "Reason for leaving school premises." This was definitely to keep us inside the school. "Free period." It gave me back my card and I walked though the threshold.
I leaned against the gate and waited for Dominique to finish the process. When she got out I teased "C'mon girl. Come here doggy." She barked and slapped me jokingly.
