...::: Are You Kidding Me?:::..
Chapter 1
"Should a sandwich be named one if it was only buns?" I wondered and asked my childhood bestfriend, Jacey. Jacey and I were 'The undecided group'. Everyone fits at a different lunch table, everyone except Jacey and I. We liked new stuff, one day we talked about clothes, and the next about being spies. Yes I know, she is too loud to be one, who cares. Ever since in kindergarden, we have been tight. We had our few arguments; we refused to talk to each other, thinking why should I apologize first? But then the next time we see each other we just forget about it. Neat eh?
Flashback:
I offered a boy my teddy bear and he ripped it laughing at me, so I went crying and she came up to me with the boy next to her with blood on his upper lip. "Now apologies to her, or will tell your mommy you put worms in my pants when she wasn't looking"
Flashback ends…
Jacey turned to me and frowned and shrugged. "Good question, but guess what? There is a transfer kid coming to school tomorrow". She stood up as the bell rang; we walked to my next class, gym.
"How do you know?" I asked curiously.
"Babe, I am the eyes and the ears of this school" Jacey grinned and looked at me from the corner of her eyes.
Yeah, it is obvious she is a loud talker and she also likes gossip.
"I will see you soon!" she yelled in the hall, already disappearing in the crowd.
Gym is where I have fun, we're playing basketball and half our class just stands around, too afraid of the ball. I changed into my wide red shirt and black shorts and ran to the gym. Some stupid girls think gym is for catching up and talking about that girl's zit. So yeah, dear old fun gym where I get to smash the ball on anyone's face by 'accident'.
"Pay attention everyone I am going to demonstrate for you for the tenth time how to throw the ball into the hoop" said, she was moody around us, but I wouldn't blame her. "Miss Ellen, quit your yapping before I come and throw that ball at your bright pink shoes."
We played ten against ten, because they still didn't want to play. Shallow people these days…
The bell rang and I looked at my watch, its play time, I had a spare so I get to leave, home sweet home!
Jacey and I ran to my car so fast when we reached we fell and started laughing "Reemox, my mom just came. Don't forget to call me!" She said then ran to her mom's car. I reached into my pocket to tell my mom that I am coming home early, but my pocket was empty. Groaning as I realized I left it in my locker
I always forget my stuff! I ran to my locker pushed the door and slammed into the principle.
"What are you doing Reemox" She yelled at me, and bent down to take the papers they flew down, and then looked at me. Her grey hair was up in a bun, thick brown glasses with lipstick on her upper lip crease. God, you would think she would understand that lipstick is for lips not a cover-up for your dried skin…
"I... well, I just forgot something in my locker" I said giving her my best innocent look.
"You mean bumping into me and running in the hallway" She looked at me with a big evil smug smile.
"Yes and if it makes you happy, you can put me in detention" I said, I would do anything to run away from her now.
"Very well now, since you are always in school spirit and you are a know it all. You will be showing the new kid Vincent McCartney the school for a week. Meet me tomorrow in my office when you reach the school "She huffed.
I walked making funny noises with my mouth towards my locker. I stood on my tiptoes and grabbed it. It screamed fifteen messages.
I started my car and went home. I entered and saw my mom; she was chopping salad, and my dad using his laptop and my brothers fighting, as usual.
"Hello" I said as I came in.
"Hello dear how was school?" She asked. My mom was not normal at all, she would never get angry, but if you do something wrong; she will make feel very guilty when she looks at you.
"Fine" I said as I washed my hands and took a bite from my apple.
"Did you have any reason to be late then?" She questioned she gave me the innocent-I-am-just-wondering look.
That is one of the things that is weird about her. You feel like you have to tell her everything. Worst part is that she knows.
"I forgot my phone, ran in the hallway to get it. Principle bumped into me! So as a punishment I am going to help some new kid tomorrow" I mumbled.
"Interesting, what's the name" She asked as she sat the table.
"Vincent McCartney" I said. My mom looked at me with a horrified expression then she looked guarded. I must be seeing things.
"You should be careful around him, try staying away from him" She said and walked upstairs. That was so not my mom.
My phone vibrated in my pocket."Hello. Jessie sorry for not texting you back" I said to my phone.
"No biggie! What are you wearing tomorrow?" She demanded.
"You make sound like I am going on a date" I mumbled going to my room
"That's cuz it will be later on" She giggled.
"Well I will have to talk to him tomorrow anyways; he is my shadow for a week!" I groaned.
"OMG, which just proves my point more!" She yelled.
"You have never seen him, how do you know?" I demanded.
"I just do, now shut up and tell me what are you going to wear?" She snapped back.
Here we go again, my friend that finds anything fun.
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Third Person
In an exotic club laid Vincent McCartney, underneath a bleach blonde cougar. Her warm sweet blood filled his mouth, and it trickled down to his black bottom up shirt. The moment she started feeling all horny and started thrusting her hips down to meet his, he pushed her off sending her tumbling down on the floor. Not managing to stand up after her blood donating because she was low on sugar, nearly drunk and wearing her red shinny stilettos. Not that he was ashamed; it's that he got bored. He wiped the blood off his chin and took his shirt off and threw it at a naked couple.
Vincent growled for the naked couple to get up from the love couch. He jumped on the red couch and crossed his timberland boots on the black table coffee in front of him.
"I vote for the red head. She looks like the type who's ready for anything. Plus I don't think she is wearing any panties."
His friend Chad appeared by his side and sat right across from him raising his drink to drink from it.
"She never does" Vincent grumbled. "But I doubt Shelly is going to put the moves on me, not after the last time we went out"
"Did you spill a drink on her dress or something?" Chad put his glass down just to grin at his old friend.
Vincent shook his head "I criticized her, um, technique"
Chad winced around a chuckle "Ouch. Okay maybe not the redhead then" He glanced around back to where Shelby stood, whispering to a couple of other women. "Could be her friend, the one almost wearing the green dress. Do you think those are real?"
"On vampires, they are always real. They can't afford to bleed out during surgery just to get implants. Besides, not even silicone can make tits that firm. Hildie works out"
"And I am sure you would know" Chad chugged down the rest of his drink.
Vincent suffered from a huge, honking case of same old-same olds. Everywhere he looked. He saw the same faces, the same habits, heard the same gossip, and seduced the same women. Oh their names and hair color might change, but deep down, they were all the same to him. The realization depressed him.
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"That's it, you have broken all the rules that your dad and I had set down for you! What do we get in return for any of the things we gave you?" General Clyde roared at the carless Vincent who had his back to him, playing wii.
"Poor you, I am such an insolent child I deserve to rot in hell with your wife and daughter ? They were quiet hot in bed" .Vincent smirked, knowing that the General would go ballistic on that one.
Score: 1 Vincent, General ass Score's: 0
"Don't you dare-" General Clyde had Vincent by his collar on the wall. But Vincent couldn't seem to care less; he knew with one snap he could make the General choke himself with his own hands.
"Now Clyde, put my son down and let us take this reasonably shall we now?" Vincent's dad, King Vivian walked into the room ad clapped his hands together.
The whole time, Vincent's smirk was there, and he knew very well how much the general wanted to wipe it off. But he couldn't do that in front of his king.
"He broke all 82 rules in one night. The kid needs to be taught a lesson; maybe a month without any blood and in the basement will do him well. With all the rest of the insolent criminals, and I would make a personal visit for him every now and then" Snarled Clyde, he couldn't wait until he made that vampire bleed and bed in front of his own shinny black shoes.
"That is enough Clyde!" Kind Vivian snapped out of his calm, controlled expression. "He is my son, and your future king."
"You tell him father, tell him who is going to rule poor Clyde. Might even spare him with cleaning after all the rules I have broken" Vincent enjoyed torturing people. Breaking down all their fears and then making them eat them and choke on them, especially Clyde's fear. Losing his position, which means losing his wife, daughter, power and worst of all…his dignity.
"You two Vincent, the General was right, you need to be punished." Clyde grinned evilly at that thought, finally he would get his revenge… "But not what Clyde had on his mind, something much simpler yet so harsh for you" The king scratched his beard, and then smiled slightly.
"High school…" Vivian said slowly, and watched his Son's reaction in amusement. Surely he thought his son didn't hate high school that much…
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Reemox POV
I woke up and looked up at my painted purple eyes that were coated with thick eyelashes; I painted it when I was thirteen. I yawned and looked lazily to my left and saw my blue old fashioned clock and realized that I was running late. I quickly ran downstairs to find my mom, telling me I only had an hour left until school starts.
I ran back up and brushed my teeth speedily then splashed my face with water and gasped.
"Too Cold" I moaned.
Makeup or no makeup? I wondered. Let me check. Pimples on the rise? No, okay then, pale skin? Nope healthy colored skin.
I quickly brushed my hair and threw on my Red plaid top and black leather jeans with my black classy boots.
There now, I am ready to go to school. I skipped down stairs humming like a canary.
"Good morning mom" I said cheerfully.
"Good morning sweetie" My mom answered smiling as she sat my pancake at the table.
"Good morning mommy! Who do like the most? Me? Me? Me?" My thirteen-year-old brother said trying to mock me.
"Shut it up Calvin. God, I thought you would grow up, but no" I narrowed my eyes at him. I was ate my food speedily, and crossed my legs unconsciously.
My mom hit him at the back of his head with a wooden spoon; it was not as hard as I wanted it to be. "Hurry up; I don't want you to go to school late, your school already complained yesterday"
I snickered at him, Suckerrr!
"Morning Mr. Pato!" I ruffled my young brother's hair.
My five year old brother boomed with laughing. Goodness, what is wrong with boys these days! He wasn't really my brother; we were babysitting him for my aunt, for the day.
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I stopped in front of the school and grabbed my bag from the backseat and pulled my glasses out.
I pulled myself out of the car and stood on the solid sandy road; I turned around to lock my car and winced as I twisted my ankle.
"Good Morning to you, you look like a foo-"
"Don't, I am not in the mood" I cut Jacey off as she picked up my bag.
"How was your morning?" I added, not to be rude.
"Good, good, I like your outfit, but leather pants?" She put her arm around my shoulders as we walked to the main office.
"New kid, Vince arrived. And let me tell you girl, what he arrived in his black MV-Agusta F4CC motorcycle, and the scene screamed 'Yes I know I am rich, so shove it' He is gorgeous of course, but not my type." She stated.
I have no clue what the motorcycle looked like, because what she just said did not ring a bell. Cars and I don't mix.
Some girls were whispering and pointing at the principal's office.
"Oh yeah, I can see bitch A,B,C and so on are all lined up for nothing" I laughed.
"Yuup" She agreed, and pulled her dark brown hair back, it reached her middle back.
"Is he really that good looking?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Go and see for yourself, don't gawk!" She pushed me towards the Principles' office. Thank god the door was open; at least if she decides on killing me like a big monster, people will witness it.
"Where were you Reemox?" She said with her high voice, full of authority. Okay, so maybe she is dumb monster.
"At home" I said looking down. Why is she screaming at me? What did I do?
"Excuses are forbidden!" OK! What the fuck was that? I looked at her with shock, there was a figure sitting down to me right, but I didn't have the time to look at them.
"My bad, next time I would not do any excuses so that my principle will be proud of me." I mumbled, chuckle filled the silence then.
"Enough acting like a child, this is Vincent, you will be helping him with his work. That means afterschool and lunchtimes, if necessary even weekends, and do not give me that look" She said. Who am I, his slave or hers?
"Well can I meet him?" I answered my expression didn't show anything, She looked at her left.
What I saw was a shocker, the most gorgeous person I have ever seen! He had a messy black hair that looked like he just got out of bed, dark blue eyes that would get you lost inside, framed by thick eyelashes. His nose was straight and his cheeks had a hint of color in them unlike the rest of his face.
His muscular body made me gawk .His shoulders were broad and straight that connected strong, powerful arms that could hide you and keep you safe I tried to look away but I couldn't. His long legs now straightened because he stood up. I wanted to swoon and sing like a hopeless teenager. Shit, if he asked me to lick the ground I would do it!
Then came my rational side, oh please, wake up, before you scare the poor guy away. He will just turn out to be a dick. Don't gawk and say something, now!
I cleared my throat and said "Hi Vince, Call me Reemox" or anything you want…
How about his bitch, would that sound good too?
He took few steps forward and shook my hand, I smiled gently back. His cold grasp made me jump and quickly blush in embarrassment, great! "Pleasure meeting you Reemox, shall we go now?" He gave me a crooked smile, shoot me….
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