In walks a group of beyond greatly, amazing-looking teenagers. There were five of them, two boys and three girls, who looked like movie stars or supermodels. I, along with practically the entire cafeteria, watched them as they slowly walked in, with such grace, grabbed their lunches: an apple, bagel, with a can of soda, and walked to a small table in the corner. I could tell that they knew everyone was looking at them, but they just ignored it.
Slowly, after an incredibly long moment, people started talking again. Jack and his pals re-started their conversation. But I couldn't help, but look over at the strange group again.
They weren't eating that much or talking to each other. But I had to admit, all of them looked too…amazingly…beautiful. Each of them did, even the guys were great-looking. There was a girl with a breath-taking gorgeous face, a body that any girl would kill for, and long silk pale blonde hair. She was looking at her reflection in a make-up mirror, fixing her make-up and hair. A strong brawny big guy with dark hair, who looked like a male model and pro-wrestler. He was really muscular and had a strong, fit body that any guy could hope to have. He crossed his arms, groaning, looking bored. The other guy had blonde hair and a weird expression on his face, like he was given an order in the army or in pain. He was also good-looking, lean and tall and also looked like a male model. The other girl was a bit on the short side, but still looked just as beautiful and great-looking like the others. She had her dark hair cut in a spiky pixie cut, wore dark vintage clothes, and was the only one who was at lease smiling a bit. She reached out to the blonde guy and held his hand, smiling at him. The last girl…she was beautiful, beyond beautiful, intoxicatingly drop-dead gorgeously beautiful. She was the most beautiful out of the group, even most gorgeously beautiful out of all the girls. She looked like an absolute dark-haired angel with her long sleek raven-black hair, beautiful high-cheekbones, cute-as-a-button nose, and a beyond outrageously, intoxicatingly beautiful face, and a perfect body with perfect curves that even a model would kill for.
They all looked absolutely perfect and flawless. And also…kind of pale. They had purplish bags under their eyes and looked tired, like they've been up all night. They each had another thing in common; they each had dark eyes, instantly dark. Definitely not a natural eye color.
"Who are they?" I asked Jack, turning to him.
Before Jack had a chance to answer, Amanda jumped in, cutting him off. "Those are the Rains," She said, pointing her pink nail-filer at them. "Their parents are Dr. Carlisle and Emma Rain."
"So which one of them is the Rains' real kid?" I asked her, trying to figure it out, looking at them. None of them looked even a bit related.
"None of them are. They're all adopted. The Rains moved here about two or three years ago from Alaska," She said, filing her nails and then pointed her pink-nail-filer at the blond girl "That's Rosalina Rain. She's beautiful, of course. I heard she used to be a swim-suit model," She pointed the filer at the strong, dark-haired guy. "That's Elliot Rain. He's sort of cocky and is like super strong. He could rip a door off its hitches," She next pointed to the pixie-cut girl. "That's Alice Rain. She's kind of weird. That girl is always happy, which is really creepy and totally not natural at all," She then pointed to the blond guy. "That's Jasper Rain. He always looks like he's in pain and no one knows why," She last pointed to the black-haired beauty. "And that's Victoria Rain. She's like the youngest of the Rains. Most of the guys can't tell whether she or Rosalina are the gorgeous one. She's mostly quiet and keeps to herself. If she wasn't sitting with her siblings, then she'd mostly be sitting by herself."
I took a look at the Rains' table and couldn't help but stare at them, especially Victoria. It was weird though. Once I glanced at her, I couldn't look away. I noticed, unlike her sisters, she was barely wearing makeup. She just had on some black mascara and lip-gloss; her face was bare and beautiful. She was a natural beauty. She ripped a small piece of the bagel with her pale fingers and ate it slowly. Her other siblings began talking-actually murmuring-to each other, but she remained quiet, looking at table, lost in thought. The Rains seemed too different. Like they didn't belong here.
"They seem…different." I said.
Amanda just shrugged, flipping her long blonde hair. "I know. The Rains are just like that," She then leaned closer to me, acting like she was about to reveal a dark top-secret. "The weird thing about them is that they're hooking up with each other. Like Rosalina is with Elliot. And Alice is with Jasper."
"They're not really related to each other, Amanda. They're adopted, remember?" said one of her friend, Chelsea, who's a short girl with dark dirty blonde hair and wears big, round glasses.
Amanda turned to her and said "But it's still beyond wrong, not to mention weird. I mean they live together in the same house for God's sake."
"What about Victoria?" I asked her.
She turned back to me with a smirk on her face. "Why do you ask? Do you like her?" She said.
I hesitated for a moment, suddenly feeling heat upon my face going to my cheeks. I knew I was blushing now.
My blush just increased the smirk on Amanda's face. "Ooh you do. That is, like, so cute" She squealed. Then her smile dropped a bit, looking at Victoria for moment before turning back at me. "Okay, look I have nothing against Victoria, but my advice about your crush for her is to just forget about it. She's pretty and completely gorgeous, of course, but she doesn't date anyone. Apparently none of the guys here are good enough for her. Believe me, every guy in this school asked her out, but she turned them all down flat. There's a good chance, she'll turn you down, too if you ask her out, too."
"Well most of the guys here are jerks," Chelsea said, defeating Victoria's case "You said so yourself."
"I know," Amanda said, turning to her, trying to defend her case. "But still she turned down Michael Benner, captain of the football team. I know he's like jerk and all, but still he's a major hottie. If I were her, I'd made out with him and then dump his ass."
"You act like such a slut, you know that." Jack said to her, earning himself a smack on the head.
I just ignored them and look over at the Rains' table, mostly looking at Victoria. There's something about her…that's definitely different. She looked innocent, unlike her siblings, and something else I couldn't describe. Once I looked at her, I couldn't look away.
Then her dark eyes quickly flickered at me. The look in her eyes sends a chill down my spine. Her eyes were cold and filled with anger and loathing, looking like she wanted me dead. Her dark eyes held me and I couldn't look away. She murmured something under her breath, clenching her fists, tightly. Slowly, very slowly, she looked away.
I blinked my eyes, trying to come out from a shock, couldn't understand what just happened. She just had a hold on me and I couldn't escape from it. For some other reason, I didn't want to.
When the lunch bell rang, the Rains slowly got up at the same time and left the cafeteria, walking slowly yet perfectly. Victoria didn't look my way again. I was frozen in my seat, looking after her as she walked away, still in a bit of a shock from her gaze. I slowly stood up and walked to Biology class with Ricky, Amanda's twin cousin, and Chelsea.
I walked into the classroom, seeing other people entering the classroom, taking their seats. I looked to my left and was amazed, seeing Victoria was there, sitting alone at a table with a daze expression on her face as she looked out the window. I walked over to the teacher, told him my name, and had him sign the slip the secretary gave me. He assigned me at the table where Victoria was. Nervously, I sucked in my breath and took my seat next to her.
Victoria's beautiful face was suddenly scowling. Her lip was in a tight line, her tightly clenched fists on her lap. She slowly turned to me; her eyes were on me, shaped into slits, watching me very closely. I looked at her for a minute, almost beginning trap in her eyes. Her eyes were coal black filled with ice-coldness and murderous anger. I could have sworn I heard a growl forming in her throat.
I immediately turned forward and paid attention to the Biology lesson. The whole time in class, Victoria was still and didn't move an inch from her uncomfortable position. I could feel her black eyes on me, watching me, never letting out of her sight. When other people stare at me, it's just plain annoying. But with Victoria's…it scared the living hell out of me. She looked like she was trying her hardest not to explode.
Before I even blinked, Victoria was already out of her seat, moving fluidly and perfect, walking away while giving me another cold stare. She was already out the classroom, before the bell even rang. People looked after her, surprised and amazed, and then turned to me, exacting an answer or a reaction. I just stood in my chair, shocked how she was gone in flash less than minute, and trying to figure out what just happened.
By the end of the day, I was walking back to secretary's office to give her the back the now-signed slip she gave me and said to back to her when school was over. But as I walked into her office, a surprise awaited me there. Victoria was already there, arguing something with Ms. Plato (the secretary). She was talking so quietly and quickly, I couldn't understand a word she was saying. I quickly walked in and stood behind her, hearing a bit of their conversation.
"Isn't there anything else? Gym? French? Chemistry?" She said, mostly quietly.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Rain, but the other classes are filled. You're going to have to stay in Biology." Ms. Plato said.
Victoria sighed, clenching her fists, looking like she was desperately trying not to lose her cool. She then firmed her posture, and, looking like she sensed something, turned to me swiftly. Her movement was so fast that it made me daze for moment. I looked at her, once I gain some control over myself, noticing she was less than two or three inches shorter than 5'9 me. Her dark black eyes trapped me, holding me for a long moment. She really did look like she wanted to kill me.
"Never mind then," She murmured, slowly turning to Ms Plato. "I can see that they're nothing else I can do about it."
She grabbed her backpack and left the office, in a speed that wasn't exactly running but definitely was faster than walking. Leaving me confused and dazed.
"How was your day, Mr. LaForne?" Ms. Plato asked me with her pasted smile.
"Okay." I lied. It was everything but.
From the corner of my eye, I looked out the window, seeing Victoria quickly walking to the black SUV car with her brothers and sisters. Before she got into the driver seat, she took a good look at the school, and then looked straight through the window at the Ms. Plato's office, looking right at me. Our eyes locked instantly. I turned my head more to see her better. We just looked at each other, neither of us moving, keeping our eyes gazing at each other. This time she was wasn't scowling like she had earlier, but her eyes remained a bit cold, her expression unreadable, freed of any emotions. Finally, what seemed like hours, she broke the gaze, sighing. She got into her SUV and drove away.
I sighed watching her go. Again I couldn't understand what just happened and what was going on with Victoria. I didn't know what her problem was, but I was definitely curious to find out about it. And also planning to have a little talk with her.
That night as I was lying in my bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Victoria clouded my mind and she was all I could think about. Maybe I do like her- a tiny bit. Maybe even more than that.
I sighed in frustration, looking up at the ceiling, groaning. Damn you Victoria, I thought. You mysterious yet incredibly beautiful goddess, who for some reason has me under her spell.
