Author's Notes: The chapter title makes sense…
Disclaimer: Not mine, if it was then the movie would've – (hit with a brick)
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Carpe Omnious
Chapter Three – Insensible Ramblings
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I come back to school on the third day and there're chants of 'fight fight fight' and when I walk in I see the hallways filled to the brim with people shrieking and laughing and when I tiptoe I see Fitzgerald in the middle with some two jocks I don't know that're big and menacing and possibly scary to the poor dork and they're saying things like 'we're going to kill you' and Fitzgerald's scared and I think he's going to wet himself and I want to laugh a little at his pain before I see the intent in their eyes and how murderous it is and then the people are still laughing and I realize that this is pure predatory instinct and I want to say stopstopstop you're going to hurt him more than he deserves –
"Go away."
I lift my head and I see someone else, someone new, someone with brown hair and a frightening God-like stare, and I'm still in a sense of panic because I'm rooted to my spot and I can't save Fitzgerald without showing my true self because that'll be too fast and I'll be too strong and they'll wonder how holes in the shapes of the two jocks appear in the walls and then oh god they're speaking again
"Just let us pound him. Come on. You're new. Let us have some fun, huh? Huh?"
"What do you think you're doing, preying on the… low-standard… bad-smelling… floppy… dorky…"
"I am not a dork!"
"We're going to beat him."
"He ruined our day."
"Hell, he ruined our week."
"Yeah. Let us pound him, new guy. Come on."
"I don't like it when people prey on others for pleasure."
Maybe Peaches affected me because now I feel that fear in my eyes (but fear is for prey, damnit) as brown-haired new person steps in front of Fitzgerald and cracks his knuckles, jocks beginning to falter and the shouts of 'fight fight fight' getting louder and louder and louder and my ears are going to burst as Fitzgerald's knees knock together and then I'm surprised when brown-haired kid picks them both up and manages to swing them around, throws them into the lockers and makes them seethe in pain and I'm amazed and I realize that although he's tall and not so weighty he's strongstrongstrong and I feel so weakweakweak as his brown eyes and their frightening stare circle the room and land on my wide eyes for a fraction of a second
"Leave him alone, alright?"
Fitzgerald is screeching in happiness and he hugs the new guy and the crowd dissipates because the fun is over and the jocks have possibly hurt their backs but they know they can't tell because new guy's going to hurt them even more and they've met their match and then Fitzgerald is talking and I feel my heart stop because
"You have beautiful eyes."
"Get off my face!"
Then new guy pushes away and begins to walk and just as Fitzgerald turns around and sees me I can move from my spot and I run out the doors again and decide to skip first period because
my fangs are throbbing and I want to sink my teeth into new guy's delightful flesh and hear him writhe and scream and die under me until I suck all that vital liquid and all that life out of him and I'll feel so damn good after