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*Begin chapter 4*

I was finishing my tour of the school with Olivia, and trust me, I wasn't exactly thrilled.

But, my fangirl side was totally screaming in 'OMGGGGGG YOU ARE IN SOOO MUCH DANGER DOING THIS BUT WHO CARES MAGIC IS REALLLLLL YESSSSSS!' manner. It was a weird mix of emotions.

I wasn't screaming bloody murder, so I guess the fangirl side was winning.

"….and the media center is right at the base of the stairs, and when you take a left, the cafeteria is right by the front doors of the stairs." I said, pointing down the hallway in the direction of the cafeteria. Olivia listened intently, making no move to harm me.

"So yah….sorry our school is so boring!"

"It's fine. This school is perfect…" she said, looking up into the high ceiling.

We stood there awkwardly for a minute, and then the bell rang.

"I gotta go-" I said, hoisting my gym bag higher on my shoulder, and started to walk to the stairwell.

"Can't wait to see you at lunch!" She smiled, waving, until the wave of students poured in the hallway. Her form flickered, and the flaming hair returned briefly, before turning back into her human form.

"Hi JOANNE!" Anna said, catching up to me.

My eyes were still stuck to the spot she had been standing, even though she was long gone.

"What's up?" She asked, trying to follow my gaze but when she didn't see anything strange, she shot me a strange look. "Joanne?"

"HUHWHAT YAH?" I said, looking at her and shaking my head slightly.

"You OK?"

"Yah! What's up?"

"Nothing much- but guess what! I was watching this anime yesterday….."

***SCENE CHANGE***

"Hey Mallory! Hi Laura!" I said, dumping my binder and sketchbook on the table, and ran off to the lunch line.

Burnt pizza (which somehow was still really good), apple juice, baked beans, and a cup of sorbet rested on my tray as I paid. When I sat down, I groaned. The popular clique was sitting at our table. Oh! Did I not mention Maylee?! Maybe it was because we don't see each other a lot, other than lunch. It didn't use to be like that though.

"What the heck?!" I said to Anna, as I sat down in my usual seat, referencing the gossiping, lipstick-smearing, diet yogurt (is that even a real thing?!) eating mob sitting to the right of us.

"Sorry! I tried to get them sit over there…" she said, pointing to the nearly vacant table beside us.

"-but I guess they didn't want to sit at the teacher's table any more than we do." I said, ducking as a piece of cucumber flew over my head.

"Obviously." Laura said, momentarily looking up from her book to shoot a death glare at the group.

Suddenly, Anna sat up a bit straighter in her seat, and Laura and Mallory looked really uncomfortable. I think Mallory whispered a cussword or seven. I slowly turned around, and saw Olivia, in full-up empousa mode standing behind me, Vera Bradley lunch bag in hand.

"Kasey! Lindsey! Move over! Maylee and I need a seat!" Olivia said, waving her manicured hand at them. That was when I noticed two seats were available, but both were piled high with designer lunch bags (Who needs a fancy paisley designer lunch bag anyway?! )

They slowly moved, looking at each other and giggling. Soon, there was a empty seat next to Mallory, which Olivia quickly sat in. She opened her lunch bag and took out a black water bottle and began sipping it. All of the populars were staring and looking at each other, awestruck someone as pretty and popular as herself would sit with losers like us. Olivia begun to talk to Mallory, and, surprisingly, she looked up from her F.N.A.F. drawings and started to talk to her. I casually (but intently) watched for a gesture of violence, an evil glare when Mallory turned around, and sneer-but….nothing.

I felt a pat on my shoulder, and I turned to see Maylee standing behind me. I patted the seat next to me, and smiled.

"Hey May!"

"Hi!" Maylee said, and focused all her attention on opening her lunchbox.

Let me tell you a little story.

Maylee McDaniel was a brain cancer survivor at six months old, after an experimental surgery saved her life, and took almost half of her brain. May can barely climb stairs, can't swim, and is extremely honest, like she has no filter on her speech.

For example, say someone was talking to you and Maylee, and the person taking to you had a EXTREMELY hideous shirt on, but you don't say anything, because it's kind of rude, May will flat-out say 'That shirt is really ugly' and someone has to tell her that what she said was rude.

Even with that, she has a heart of platinum, sprinkled in diamonds. She far out passes you and me. She could out-live EVERYONE. Even the POPE, and is completely innocent in every way. If there is a heaven, she has a direct ticket to the pearly gates. Or the Isle of the Blessed, or Asylum-whatever. If May doesn't get in, no one does.

I may have laid it on a little thick, but trust me. Greatest and most pure soul you will ever meet.

"Hey Maylee!" Olivia smiled brightly, and waved to her across the table.

Maylee smiled and opened her sandwich bag with slight difficulty.

All I have to say is, if Olivia (or whatever her name was) attacked Maylee, or laid a hand on her in anything I see as slightly threatening, there would be MAJOR hell to pay. I don't know how that would work, because I couldn't imagine Mr. Kibbler or Mrs. Cooper a sword. In fact, if any of them noticed that their new student was a flaming-haired, mis-matched-legged, carnivorous fanged she-demon, they sure didn't show it.

They just kept eating.

Anna turned her sketchbook around and showed me the picture she was working on.

"What do you thin-" Anna was cut off by Olivia grabbing the book and starting to look through it.

"Hey!" She said, and tried to grab it back, and her outburst drew the glares of a few populars.

"Who is Finley?" Olivia said, and all the populars that were not already looking turned towards us, their noses picking up the scent of fresh gossip.

"Finley-" Anna begun, drawing herself up to her full height- "Is a character from Twisted, my OC-"

"Oh-Nevermind." Shelby Brown, one of the main populars sniffed, waving a hand dismissively and popped the tab on a can of iced tea.

Once everyone went back to what they were doing, everything almost returned to normal. Laura was reading, occasionally looking up and commenting on something someone said. Mallory, Anna and Olivia were talking, and things kind of got awkward whenever Olivia commented. I occasionally dropped in, but mostly I talked to Maylee.

What do you talk about with a mentally disabled girl?

My Little Pony and magic.

"Golden Leaf made vines wrap around the throne…" May said, twisting her fingers together, and I could imagine the brave pony charging the throne, her horn glowing-

Yah, you don't really care.

Soon, the garbage can rolled by, and I dumped my trash in, and passed my tray to the end of the table, where the lunch helpers would pick it up. You know-normally. But instead Shelby snatched it flicked it onto the ground disgusted, and I rolled my eyes, exasperated. "Thanks A LOT Shelby." I said, and leaned over in my seat to pick it up.

The sound of simultaneous gasps sounded, and my eyes narrowed and all I could think was; Seriously?! Of COURSE it happened when my back was turned.

I turned back around, and glimpsed a shine of a fang from Shelby's mouth, before she went back to her strawberry tea…..wait.

Could that be…blood?!

Even though most would be slowly backing away and finding the nearest celestial bronze sword, I couldn't hale but think how AMAZING this was. Also how dangerous.

Laura must have noticed, or had the same conclusion as I did, because she grabbed the tray from me, and led me out of the room, despite the yelling of both the teacher and principal.

"What the heck?!" I said, pulling my hand from hers.

"Stay here." Laura ran back inside, and from the sound that burst through it, total and utter chaos had erupted.

Laura exited the double oaken doors that led out of the cafeteria, and was followed by Mallory, May, and Anna.

Maylee had her hands pressed tightly over her ears, and tears were beginning to form.

"C'mon, let's get out of here." Laura said loudly and begun to run, all of us following as Mr. Lockleer burst through the doors.

***SCENE CHANGE***

I posted this chapter before, but didn't finish….weird. I have never done that before.

Anyways, look out for the next chapter. Things are starting to get…difficult.

And mythical

Lots of love,

~TigerL1ly81