Not One, but Two?
Second and third period passed by uneventfully, much to Aiyana's pleasure. Corbin left her more than a little frightend, and she wasn't sure what she would do if she had to confront him again, though she knew she would be forced to eventually; he had promised. Aiyana wasn't naive enough to think that he wouldn't keep his word. She spent those two class periods considering her options; either learn the ways of the Hunter's, or go to the counselor. She chose the latter. Asking for a schedrule change was the only logical way to go about thing's, the issue with that, however, was that she wouldn't be able to avoid him for long; especially if he wanted her dead.
Fear ceased her then, and she froze mid-step on her way to her fourth period. Gods, I'm going to die. Tears filled her eyes and she quickly made her way to the restroom, not wanting anyone to see her. Aiyana never really contemplated how she would leave the world. She had figured she would have a long life and die at an old age, not as a vampires mid-day snack. She laughed at the irony of her situation. She had spent her whole life fearing the Supernaturals, now she would most likely be killed by one.
She made her way to one of the sinks, thankful that the restroom was empty when she got there. Aiyana turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on her face in hopes to calm herself. It didn't work. Sighing, she looked up at the mirror. She never had been one of those beautiful girls who could have whoever they wanted. She was relatively plain in her opinion. Her wavy auburn hair was too thick for her taste, and tangled far too easily, her lips were small, and her eyes too wide. She was definately considered on the short side, and though she did have a slightly curvacious form, it was nothing special. All in all she reminded herself of an elf.
Aiyana wasn't sure what made her notice these things at that moment, maybe it was due to the fact she never really cared for these things. She was hardly noticed by the male population of her school, and when she was they were never the right type for her. I never even had my first kiss. The thought was unbidden, and did nothing to help the havoc inside her.
"Get a grip, Aiyana," She whispered to herself before making her way to her fourth period class. The tardy bell had already rung so she didn't bother rushing. She was never a fan of math anyway. So deep wollowing in her own self pity, she didn't even notice she made it to her class until a voice spoke.
"Your late." The sudden noise knocked her out of her quiet reverie, but the overwhelming aura that filled the room was enough to send her to her knees, wincing as it's darkness seemed to close in on her, stealing her breath away. The sound of rushing feet filled her ears, and a strong grip lifted her from the floor and led her to an empty desk. She couldn't breathe. The walls seemed to be closing in on her, her vision going blurry and- Just as soon as it came, it went away, leaving Aiyana gasping for air.
"Miss Middleton?" A familiar voice questioned. "Miss Middleton, are you alright?" The worry in his voice came as a shock to Aiyana, and she warily looked up into those familar green eyes- only they were diferent. Blue flecks were in the iris, not like the pure green of Corbin's. Aiyana numbly nodded, and the boy smiled. Someone cleared their thrat and Aiyana glanced over to see the familar arrogant face of Corbin, and an older woman by his side, most likely the teacher.
"Are you alright, dear?" She questioned. "Do you need to see the nurse?"
"N- No," Aiyana mannaged to get out. " I should be fine." Her voice was weak, even to her, but the lady seemed to accept this, and turned her attention to the rest of the class and started up her speech once more. Aiyana slumped in her seat as the chair next to her's slid so the other Verbeck could sit. No wonder the aura was so strong, she thought. There's two of them. Aiyana nervously glanced over, only to realize her was looking at her as well. She blushed in embarrasment and looked down, but not before noticing one thing; he was the splitting image of Corbin. Twins. He seemed the kinder of the two, and didn't try to uphold a superior standing like Corbin. He was more relaxed; casual. Where Corbin was sleek and more stylish, this one was layed back and ruggish. His blond hair went to his shoulders, with black streaks running through randomly. He wore a plain black tee shirt with a leather jacket, loose black pants, and combat boots. Both his lip, and eyebrow were periced. Though they looked alike, it was quite obvious they were different; in more than one way.
"I'm Ash, by the way," A voice whispered beside her, making Aiyana jump slightly. He released a soft laugh, and shifted closer. "Sorry about that whole aura thing. Corbin told me there was someone like you here. I didn't beleive him until now." Aiyana glaned at him, her brow creased as she debated wether or not to ask her next question. The words left her mouth before she could stop herself.
"Are you going to kill me?"
"Am I going to have to?" He questioned, a brow raised in amusment. He released a soft laugh and shook his head. "No, dearheart, I am not going to kill you, though it will be in your best interest not to upset Corbin. The dude has no self control."
Releif immediately washed over Aiyana, but she had a feeling she wasn't out of the deep end yet. One glance at Corbin told her that. He was sitting, arms folded causually on his desk; but his eyes remained on her. The look was unnerving and sent chills down her spine. It was as if he were trying to see right through her; as if he really could. That thought alone made her want to run and hide, and Ash's words did nothing to ease that feeling.
"So what will happen to me?" Aiyana questioned, not that she really wanted to know. Ash shrugged and began drawing on one of the handouts the teacher- a glance at the white bored revealed to be Mrs. Nash- passed out.
"Whatever I guess. Corbin is too curious to kill you, and I'm just lazy. I mean, who will believe you if you told anyway? Worst comes to worst you end up in an institution," He replied offhandedly. Aiyana couldn't help but agree with him, not on the killing part, but on the intitution one. Only those like her would truely believe, but even then they would be too scared to come forward for fear of the Supernaturals or what would become of them in their own world if they did. "Relax. Neither of us want you dead. You will most likely be our amusment while we're here." Ash smiled and gathered his things just as the bell rang. Before Aiyana had a chance to respond, he was gone.
Yay I was finally able to get this up! Let me know what you think!
