We were sitting beneath Esther, our tree in the court yard, five minutes before the bell rang for lunch. Marilyn had gotten a huge thing of nachos with melted cheese down at the store, because he hated gym, and he loved to skip. Probably a second before the bell actually rang; I saw the auditorium doors open. From here, he probably looked like a blob to Marilyn but I nudged him in the ribs anyway, pointing towards the new kid.
"Yo, Emo-Kid," I shouted. His head turned towards the sound of my voice and he froze. "Come' ere!"
Marilyn began to laugh and I looked over at him, giving him my best intimidating stare, but he just laughed harder. "He is so not gay. That's for damn sure." I looked back at him and he smiled. Oh, god I thought.
"Someone likes Alaska. Someone likes-
He was less than a foot away, so I kicked him in the shin and he giggled. "So what is up, emo-boy? Anything new?" He sat down on the wet grass and pulled out a comic book. "Oooh! You have comics?" I squealed, clapping my hands like an idiot. I leaned towards him; his face centimeters away and held out my hand. This is always so fun. I love watching guys fall over themselves.
I exhaled into his face and smiled when he just sat there not moving. "May I see?" His eyes became more focused and he shook his head, probably shaking out the crude thoughts. Marilyn snorted and took the book from his hand.
"You get used to her. Don't worry." I hit in the back with my bag and laughed.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist. Your face was priceless," I said as I leaned over Marilyn's lap to grab the tray of nachos for him. I placed it in front of him after steeling one, and looked over M's shoulder to see the comic. "Oh my Carlisle! Are you fugging serious? I love this one!"
I looked back over at him to see his confused face. "Haven't you figured it out yet?" I asked him.
"Figured what out?"
"I'm nowhere near normal… or human for that matter." Ever since my mother died, the vulture didn't care about people knowing anymore. It just didn't matter anymore. Some people knew, but not everyone, the vulture still needed to eat.