Jaime was gone at that moment. The person who was in her place sat up, faster than a bullet, and looked around. She was different. She wasn't the same person. Her hair was a bit darker, but still blonde, and her baby blue eyes turned midnight black. With a sickly smile on her face, Little Miss Insane stood up. She was a few inches taller. Though many people would say it was simple posession, they were wrong. Posession of a human, it was nothing like this. She looked around, and stopped once she saw herself in the mirror. Little Miss Insane walked to the mirror, fixing her hair. "Ugh." She said unhappily. Goodness, even her voice was different than Jaime's. "My hair is a mess. What did you do, stick my head in a toilet?" She asked, looking at the only person in the room. Helena stood, plastered against the door. Now, despite knowing about her, Helena had never been in Little Miss Insane's company. Ever. She was too scared. Little Miss Insane watched Helena, her head tilting slowly from one side to another.
After five seconds of silence. "She loves you." She said, with a disgusted tone to it. "A peasant, a peon... You're her best friend. The one person who knows about me. Why are you so scared, Peon?" She asked, stepping closer and closer to her, until they were inches apart. A few more seconds of glaring, and a few more seconds of fear, and Little Miss Insane grinned, looking around. "Where's the cigarettes? I feel like killing someone." She said, looking around. Helena stayed quiet, which only caused Jaime's dark side to glare at her. "I won't kill you if you answer me." She says, and that gave Helena just enough fear to answer. "T-there... There are no cigarettes around here!" She answered, wincing as another death glare came along. "This is a school." Helena adds, holding her breath.
Little Miss Insane was intrigued now. She stepped away to look around the small bathroom, a small malicious grin set on her face. "Hmm... A whole school... full of idiots like you..." She said, twirling her hair as she faced her again. "Who is Ashton?" She asked. The question came so fast, Helena was a bit surprised by it. Little Miss Insane stepped closer to her, asking the question again, louder and more forcefully. "You heard me, you peon, who the hell is Ashton and where is his dumb ass? He needs a lesson, according to Mommy..." Helena cleared her throat. "Mommy?' She asked. Little Miss Insane grinned again. "Yes. Mommy. Jaime Jensen. Your best friend. My Good Side. Who the hell is Ashton?!" She yelled at Helena, wanting an answer. Helena winced, and answered as quickly as possible. "He-he's a bully! He was bullyinh Jaime and he brought you out and he thinks he rules the school!" Helena answered, now reduced to nothing more than a ball on the floor. Little Miss Insane laughed. "That's all I wanted to know... now, excuse me. I'm sure he'll have a cigarette or two..." She said, pulling Helena off the floor and pushing her towards the back wall. Little Miss Insane left the bathroom, leaving Helena in there to cry and shit herself.
Little Miss Insane made her way down the hall, strutting. In her mind, she owned this hellhole. That apparently didn't sit well with the piece of ass coming her way. Blue eyes, dark hair... and fitting the description in her head. She stopped, grinning as she let him step in front of her. "Hey, Beautiful..." He said as he stepped in front of her. Little Miss Insane jsut stood there, letting him see what he was missing, and he did indeed see what he was missing. As Ashton looked her up and down, Little Miss Insane was doing the same to him. She leaned against a locker that wasn't hers, and Ashton followed, leaning in a bit closer. "What's your name?" He asked, in a voice attempting to be sexy. Little Miss Insane would have to improvise on her name. Without hesitation, she answered. "Grace."
Leaning a bit closer, he whispered in her ear. "Ashton... Do you smoke?" He asked, in which Little Miss Insane simply nodded. Ashton nodded too, and secretly pulled out a pack. "Want to go somewhere more... private?"
And that was exactly what she wanted.
The two left after she answered, an obvious yes, to the bleachers. Just like any other highschool on TV, this one was a secret place where kids could smoke, drink, have sex... Kill...
Soon they were absolutely alone, and Little Miss Insane striked up some conversation. 'So... Ashton... What's a pretty boy like you doing in highschool?" She asked, lighting up a cigarette as she leaned against the wall. He shrugged as he practically sat on top of her. "Parents." He answered, their faces only inches apart. "I see... My Mommy wants me here too..." She said, grinning maliciously. "Do you know who my Mommy is?" She asked, her voice sounding like an insane child's. "She's a person you pissed off... The wrong person..."
He laughed, pulling away, now a bit scared of her. "Now that I think of it, you look scarily like that Jaime bitch. The wimp." He said. Little Miss Insane grabbed his neck, her grin showing monster's teeth. "That's my Mommy..." She said, and just before he was about to scream, Little Miss Insane pushed him against the wall, throwing the breath out of his lungs. She covered his mouth and nose to prevent him from breathing. "Hm... I think I'll make this easy for both of us. She doesn't want blood on her favorite outfit, and I'm pretty bad at keeping clean... I can suck your insides out, maybe? Or I could eat your guts out after your dead... or while you're still alive. She doesn't particularly like this scarf, though..." She removed her hand, allowing him the breath. "You scream I make this as painful as possible for your scrawny little ass!" She threatened, kneeing him in the groin. He fell down, holding his jewels and groaning in pain.
"I won't do it again!" He said, once he was able to talk. "She... She'll be left alone! I won't mess with her, nobody will!" He begged. She laughed maniacally, facing him. "Yes... Beg! Beg you little dog!" She yelled, kicking him down again and laughing again. He screamed in agony. "PLEASE, GRACE!" He yelled, and she rolled her eyes. "I told you to be .quiet.!" She yelled, kicking his face. He fell back, holding his now bleeding jaw. "I should kill you right now, shouldn't I?!" She yelled, only to stop and look up, tilting her head. She groaned. "Oooh how I hate having you in my HEAD!" She yelled, stomping the ground and stepping away. "Fine! He lives, Mommy. But.." She said, grinning maliciously and facing him. "If you speak one word about this, I will hunt you down, and I will kill you... Slowly..." Ashton nodded, understanding completely. Little Miss Insane took a precaution, kicking him in the face to knock him out, and took his cigarettes, hiding them rather well on her person before walking away, back to the bathroom.
She was still there. Helena. Still whimpering like a child. She looked up, just as Little Miss Insane entered. "She's coming, don't worry." She said, in obvious annoyance. Little Miss Insane closed her eyes, and then snapped them open, only to be back to baby blue. I gasped, and ran to Helena. "Ohmygosh she didn't hurt you did she?!" I asked in a rush, helping Helena up. She shook her head and hugged me, and I hugged back, both of us crying. "Thank goodness you're okay, Helena..."