Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

Wonderful Day to Die

I stumbled out of the bed today, sore and angry. I opened my window, yelling at the birds to shut their mouths up. I was in a bad mood.

I looked in the mirror, gawking at the tired and sleepy image in front of me. I had big bags under my eyes, from sleep loss.

Stupid Rachel.

I went down the stairs. Today, I had a real breakfast. Dylan was nowhere to be found. The house was silent, and empty of mortals, except for me. My stomach still grumbled as I went out to my car. My head felt dizzy, and I wanted to skip school. I felt the urge to fall down and close my eyes.

I opened the Porsche's door and jumped in, throwing my backpack on the passenger seat. I turned the radio up loudly, enough to drown out my thoughts. Paramore.

"It's really not your fault…No one cares to talk about it…"

Dang it. Everything reminds me of Rachel. Was it my fault? Was it because of my behavior that caused Rachel to be gone?

"Cause I've seen love die, way to many times…"

What if the figure in my room was why Rachel disappeared? What if he killed her? But what if he didn't? Who was that? Or was it just my imagination. I closed my eyes, and took in a deep breath. I felt dizzier every minute. My stomach growled louder than usual.

"But you don't know what love is…"

I treated Rachel so badly. I took advantage of her. She cooked food for us but I never cared to thank her. Damn radio station.

I looked away from the car and down, turning to a different radio station.

My car tires formed a loud squeal as I turned it into a parking lot. Today was a wonderful day for a bad mood.

I did the same routine as yesterday; go to my locker, walking past everyone who says hello with silence. I wouldn't blame them if they hated me.

I always spotted Dawn everywhere I go. He would seem to stare at me with caution as if someone where to kill me.

"Why are you staring at me?" I quipped up at him when he was at his locker.

His eyebrows rose, "What do you mean?"

He put everything in his locker then shut it. Wouldn't he need books for some classes? I looked down at my huge pile of books right in my arms.

"What do you mean what I mean? I—" I paused.

It had just occurred to me that I just didn't know what I said. I looked up at him then down. My brain was not feeling good today.

"You were saying?" Dawn asked, urging me to finish.

I frowned, "what was I saying?' I asked, feeling ditzy.

He brushed his hand over his hair then broke out laughing, "Little Rayne forgot."

I folded my arms across my chest, "I remember. Why are you staring at me?"

"I'm not, and wasn't staring at you" he replied carefully.

He started walking off, so I followed him. Like a stalker.

"Liar." I said quickly and loudly so he could hear my insult clearly.

"Aren't you going to be late for your next class?" he questionably asked.

He paused his walking the turned around.

"Aren't you going to be late for your next class?" I repeated.

"No." he answered before I even finished the sentence.

"Why not?" I asked, challenging him.

"Well, I won't be late but I don't know about you." He said, making his I and You sound longer.

I rolled my eyes at him, "The bell's almost going to ring…" I said.

"Well I won't be late." He answered calmly.

"Well I'm not like you. You probably walk really fast. And not apparently care about school."

He chuckled, "Trust me, I know enough."

"So you're saying you're smart?"

"Now that I think about it, yes."

"There you go lying again," I said, getting frustrated.

"Yea. Okay, we'll go that way. I lie."

"Ugh." I grimaced at him for a minute then walked away.

For a cute guy, he can be mean. Really mean.

I felt his intense stare at my back, but I kept on walking.

It was later at lunch when Kendall bought it up.

"Guys, did you hear what happened yesterday?" She whispered to us, looking around to make sure no one else was listening.

"What?" Ashley asked.

Kendall narrowed her eyes at her, "You know, bobble-head."

"Oh. That."

"What?" I asked.

"The hospital got a patient. The doctors left him in the room for a minute and when they came back, he was drained. There was no blood in him at all, not even one drop."

"Wow." Jess said, "How do you know it's true?"

"My dad told me. He works there." Kendall replied.

"So…what happened?" I asked, curious.

"I don't know. Some freaky murder I guess. But who would suck blood?"

Suck blood.

Who would suck blood?

"Vampires," I whispered. I remembered what Mr. Harrison asked me the other day.

"What?" Jess asked, clearly she didn't hear me.

I shook my head, 'Nothing."

"I thought you said something 'bout vampires." She weakly laughed then ate her food.

I smiled slightly then continued eating as if nothing had ever happened.

"So…Rayne, like the school so far?"

"Sure. What's not to like?"

Dawn. A voice said inside my head.

"Good. So that must means you're not getting lost in the halls anymore." Jake teased.

"Well…just a bit." I said slowly.

Everyone laughed at that moment then I began to blush, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Wow. Not good at remembering things, eh?" Ashley asked, picking on her food.

"I guess not…only ones that are really even worth remembering." I said

"Remember that when you're late for a math test." Jess noted.

"I guess I should remember where my classes are…"

"Ya think?" Ashley rolled her eyes then stood up, walking towards the trash can.

I followed her to the trash. I had barely eaten my food yet, I felt full. Weird.

I walked back to the table, tripping once or twice. Once I had sat down, Mr. Harrison came over. Oh crap.

"Ms. Fluske, I need a word with you."

"Um…sure…I guess." I stood up, looking over my shoulders to see my friend's expressions.

Nothing happened. I sighed, and then followed Mr. Harrison. As I walked by Dawn's table, I stole a quick glance to see what was going on. I saw him. Him. Well, I couldn't really know it was him but I felt it. He was the guy in my dreams…and in my house? I've seen him before, I thought as he looked at me. He was also the guy in the nurse's office. He was Dawn's brother. He was Jared. I am so having a talk with Dawn. Dawn looked at his brother, following his eyes which lead to me. Instead of his brother, he frowned. I raised my eyebrows at him then childishly stuck my tongue out.

I looked to the left and saw here. Brooke was sitting right next to Dawn laughing as if she was having the time of her life. Of course Dawn wouldn't act like a jerk to her. She's prettier.

"Please hurry Ms. Fluske. You're wasting my time."

His time? What about my time? Right now I could be talking to non-boring people instead of the ones that are like him.

"Stupid." I grumbled under my breath.

It was loud enough for Dawn to hear but too low for Mr. Harrison to. Dawn chuckled as I continued following the teacher.

He led me in his classroom then sat down on a chair. After a few moments of silence, I was furious.

"Yes?" I asked impatiently.

"Rayne." He said slowly.

"Yep. That's my name."

"Have you been feeling weird suddenly?"

"What kind of weird?"

"Weird." He repeated.

Wow. That sure helped a lot. I sighed then sat down on a chair. I can tell this will take long.

"Why?"

"Rayne." He said, again.

Jeez. What is wrong with him? This guy is totally getting on my nerves.

"What. Do. You. Want?" I asked, making every word a sentence.

"You're a vampire slayer." He said quickly.

"Hah, that was funny. I thought you said vampire slayer. My ear's weird."

"I did say that. Rayne Fluske, you are the vampire slayer of Boston."

"Okay, I'm sorry, Mr. Harrison, if I said something wrong or if I made you mad." I said quickly, getting up.

"I'm serious Rayne. Your stomach virus is part of the vampire slaying steps. It will stop once you are trained. Then after a while, you will continue to eat less."

"This is all crap. There's no such thing as vampires." I yelled out.

More than half of me knew that was a lie.

"Rayne, if you don't believe me, you are going to have your stomach virus all of your life."

My stomach grumbled in response.

"Fine. I…believe you. But you'd better not be lying."

"I'm not."

"So?"

"Your training starts today after school."

My jaw opened wide, "What? Today's a Friday"

"Yes. It is."

"But—"

"Virus." He said, cutting me off.

"Fine. Fine." I grumbled, "Wait, you're my teacher?"

He shook his head, "No. A girl named Alice is."

"Girl? How old is she?"

"Seventeen."

"She's the same age as me!" I yelled.

"Yes. She is."

"The how is she training me?"

"She's a professional."

"Seventeen!"

"Yes."

"She's seventeen years old!"

"Virus." He warned.

"Wait, why do I even need to…"train"?"

"You can't just kill them. They have powers that even you can't think of."

"Wait…kill?"

"Did you not understand the word slay?"

"A seventeen year old girl can't go around killing harmless vampires!"

"Vampires they are, harmless they are not. Did you hear that hospital rumor?"

My stomach gave a big twist. I was right. Did it have something to do with Rachel?"

I let out a huge puff then stormed out the room. Stupid teachers. I walked back in the cafeteria then sat down at my table without giving Dawn an evil stare.

"What happened?" Jess asked as soon as I sat down.

"Nothing. It's about my test."

Ashley frowned, "But we didn't take a test…did we?"

"No. We did not." Kendall's eyes narrowed towards me.

"Uh…my test, you know…for the class. I had to take a test to get into the advanced class with…Jess." I said, stuttering.

"But I didn't have to take a test to get into that class." She said.

"Yea…but since I was in another school last year…" I murmured.

I couldn't really tell them that I, Rayne Fluske was a vampire slayer. They'd think I was a freak.

"Oh. That makes total sense." Ashley said, smiling.

"Sure it does." Kendall said, looking at me intensely.

"Yea. Let's talk about something else. The food here is really good." I said, feeling an urge to change the subject.

"Yes. It sure is." Kendall replied slowly.

"I mean, the spaghetti is way better here than at my school. It even has meatballs! C'mon, you've got to love meatballs. Yum…right?" I said, blubbering out the words.

"Uh...yea. Right." Ashley said, giving me a why-are-you-so-weird look.

"Hey, Rayne, you busy today?" Ashley asked

I sighed, "Yes, sadly."

"Oh. Oh well. Hey Kendall, want to go to the mall with me and Kendall then?"

"Sure." Jess smiled the looked over at the Millers.

Ugh.

"Dawn looks better and better everyday."

Ugh.

"Yea. Sure he does. Especially with his ugly wind-blown hair." I snorted, rolling my eyes.

"Do you hate him or something?" Kendall asked, sounding curious.

My face turned into a twisted expression, "No! I don't hate him. I just don't like him."

"Why not?" Jess was still staring at him.

"Uh, he's Dawn."

"And what's wrong with Dawn?" Ashley asked.

"I just don't like him. Kay?"

Nor his brother, I thought. I really need to talk to Dawn about that. But what if it wasn't his brother? My stomach grumbled again.

Kendall looked at me frowning. I laughed weakly back.

"You didn't eat any lunch today Rayne." Kendall said, turning her back to the other girl's conversation about Dawn Miller.

"Yea, I wasn't hungry."

"Your stomach is."

"No…it just hurts."

Kendall is really curious. I stood up, right after Dawn stood up. I walked over to him, and tapped him hard on the shoulder, hoping to bruise him.

"Rayne? Wow, you're coming up to me?"

I stuck my tongue out at him, and then grabbed his arm, leading him out to the hallway.

"What do you want?" he asked, then jerked his arm away from my grip.

"Your brother, dummy. Jared? Where was he last night?" I said, with my teeth closed together.

"Why?"

"I want to know."

He smiled, and then chuckled.

"What?" I snapped.

"Let me guess why, you have a little crush on him."

I raised my eyebrows at him, "No, you really think that?"

"I guess that's a no. But why?"

I sighed, "You're going to think I'm a maniac."

"No."

"Fine" I grumbled, fumbling with my purity ring, I quickly said, "He was at my house yesterday, trying to kill me or something and I think I had a dream about him and he kept on smelling me and he just disappeared when Dylan came in." I took in a deep breath, "So what do you think?"

He frowned, "I don't know what you're talking about. He was eating dinner last night."

"No he wasn't!" I squeaked out, "He scared me half to death and I want to know what he want and why he was there. You should know. You're his brother."

"No. I'm sorry Rayne." He turned then started walking off.

I grabbed his hand, "You do know and you will tell me…or…I'm going to the police."

He leaned close to me face, "I don't know what you're talking about and you wouldn't have any proof." He growled at me, "Let me go now."

I let him go, surprised. I watched him walk off as I stood there, dazed from what happened. He hissed at me. I curled up my fingers into a ball then walked to my next class as the bell rung. I walked in chemistry and stood next to Dawn

"Hey Dawn, guess what? You lied. You promised me you wouldn't act like a jerk anymore. But you did."

He ignored me then opened his spiral. I looked at the back of the room to see. She was. She looked at me and frowned. It was the first time I've seen her frown. She didn't look gothic. Wait, she didn't look gothic? But she's a Goth…right? It didn't seem like it since she was wearing a white tank top with Capri's. She actually did look really pretty. I looked down at my clothes. A plain To Write Love on Her Arms t-shirt and shorts. Her hair wasn't curly, but smooth and wavy. I was feeling envy. My hair was curly, but somehow I didn't like curly hair on me.

I slammed my books down hard then violently sat down and scooted my chair loudly so everyone can hear.

I sighed loud enough for Dawn to hear me, "Look. Dawn. I'm sorry. It's just that I have to know…someone was in my house…my stepmother left my dad, and I bet she hasn't even returned. I just think…Never mind."

He turned towards me, hazel eyes flashing, "Who's your stepmother? What's her name?"

"Uh…She's a doctor. Her name's Rachel. She really pretty."

"I see." He turned away again the looked out the window, doing the brooding thing.

Oh, and he wouldn't even say sorry or anything? Dumb, heartless little boy.

I exhaled then walked up to Mr. Harrison.

"I'm going home."

"Excuse me?"

I sighed, "I'll be back, don't worry. Just need to rest," I mumbled, "And to kill someone."

"I don't think—-"

"Bye. Have a good class." I smiled at him then walked out.

I sneaked my way out of the ninth grade hallway then stopped. Run until you reach the doors. Ignore the teachers. I paused a second then looked forward and ran.

"Ms! Where do you think you're going? Get back here right—-"

The doors opened then I continued running to my car before the lady could follow me. I slumped down the car seat the relaxed. I've never skipped school before. I looked out my window to see if any teachers were there. None. This school got to have better teachers.

I jumped up, startled by a vibration forming in my pocket. I took out my cell phone. I recognized the number. The school was calling me? Wow. How did they get my cell phone? I flipped it open then started yelling out confessions.

"I'm sorry for skipping school. I didn't mean to and I promise—-"

"Rayne Fluske! Remember; don't wear your regular clothes. Wear gym outfits okay? Good-Day…and one more thing, your training will take place in the Cambridge High School gym." And then the phone hung up.

I looked at it, bewildered. That was Mr. Harrison. How did he get my cell number? I opened the phone again and called back the number.

"Hello. This is Cambridge High, how may we—-"

I hung up.