Stranger – Chapter 7

Nicola

I climbed into my room, attempting to be as quiet as possible, but I nearly fell over as my left leg hit the window sill. I steadied myself and smiled at the vampire poster on my wall. It was quite ironic, that I would meet a vampire the week after Reba says I act like one.

I flung my trainers to the corner of the room and pulled my jacket off and put it in the wardrobe. I couldn't stop thinking about Crepsley, his eyes. They were beautiful. What was I thinking? I shook the thought from my head. He was my English teacher and a vampire and now, a friend.

But his eyes were stunning. And the way his voice changed pitch when he said my name. I smiled to myself, and then scowled in the mirror as I noticed I was doing it again. "Stop it!" I shouted at my reflection, and threw a hair tie in its direction.

I slouched into bed, his unique ginger afro fresh on my mind. I liked a bit of wacky, and he was certainly that. I thought about how he had acted tonight. He acted like he had known me for years, and it felt natural. I smiled again, accepting the fact that I was falling for my English teacher.

After a couple of days hanging out with Crepsley, I decided I was going to try and… well, I don't know exactly, but to make him notice me in a way that I wanted him to.

Crepsley looked like the type to like a girl that cares about her image, so I straightened my hair into a ponytail; I wore lip gloss (even though it made me feel sick) and wore my good school trousers. The ones that showed off how skinny I was at the top of my legs, and flared out around my trainers at the bottom. I looked a picture, let's just say that.

I strode onto the bus, feeling excited by what was in store. Reba had saved a seat for me, and as I sat down, he muttered "I could think you were fit in that get up, girl." I smiled at him, and he smiled back.

After Math, we went to English early. I had persuaded Reba and he had been shockingly nice to me since I had something tight around my ass.

I pushed the door open; Crepsley was sitting behind his desk. He looked up at us smiling, and when he saw me he smiled even more. I couldn't help but hope for the best. I threw my bag to my desk, purposely pushing my back end into Reba.

"Oh sorry," I mumbled. "Didn't mean to."
"No, it's fine." Reba smiled at me, taking the long rout around me.

"You look lovely, Nicola. Very catching." I smiled as he stood and walked around the table, leaning on the edge of the table.
"Oh thank you," I spoke clearer than I normally would, and made my neck as long as I could to show off my color bone, "I just wore some different trousers, that's all. The things little changes can do, huh?" I turned around, not wanting to look desperate for a conversation. Of course it worked, as he edged closer.
"Any boy would be lucky to have you." He had said, hopefully he was looking at my ass, but I wouldn't know, he was behind me.
"Whoa, I'm touched you'd say that." I muttered.

"Reba, could Nicola and I have a minutes privacy, please?" I smirked to myself, as I turned to face the handsome devil.
"Do you mind?" I touched Reba shoulder, hoping to make Crepsley slightly jealous.
"No, no problem." Reba reacted swiftly, "I'll be outside. Call me when you want me"

As soon as Crepsley heard Reba click the door shut, her smirked at me.

"You flirtatious little minx." He crossed his arms, it made his shoulders look broader and I instantly thought I was going to fall over.
"I'm not flirting. Why would you think that?" I rested on the edge of the table in front of him, our knees painfully close to touching.
"You like him, do you?" I felt like I was in a crappy movie and someone had just cut the music as my face dropped.
"Who?" I was very shocked. "Who do you think I like, Crepsley?"

"It's obvious. You like Reba." He laughed at my reaction. I was seriously not expecting this to happen. "Don't try and deny it, the way you pushed your hips into him would be enough to send any sane person into thinking you like him."
"You think I did all that for Reba?" It felt like all the color had drained from my face, my feet and every body part in between. "Reba? The person outside the door?" He nodded slowly, not expecting me to act as I had.
"Um, yeah." He looked warily at me, not wanting me to have an out burst.
"So that means you weren't vaguely attracted to me, doesn't it?" His eyes looked like they were about to burst out his head.
"Why would I find a student attractive?"
"Typical! Every guy I walk past had noticed the difference in me, and has been caught by their girl friends looking at my back side, yet the one guy I want to impress doesn't care."

"Am I the… one guy?" He pointed to himself, a look of confusion painted on his face.
"You know what, it doesn't matter anymore." I made my way to the door, but his hand grabbed my arm before I could escape this filthy place.
"Where are you going?" He looked concerned.
"To the toilet. Want to come?" I pulled my arm away from him. I didn't hate him, but I just didn't want to face him at the moment.

Larten

What in vampire heaven had just happened? This was so sudden. She didn't even show any signs of liking me this much the past coupld of days.

It was half way through the English lesson before she came back from the toilet. I looked at her, not feeling the same love I had felt for her, but a pity and an odd sense of warmth…
"Where have you been, Nicola?" I tried to act, for her sake, that nothing had happened.
"I couldn't find my bag, and then remembered I had already put it in here. Sorry." She walked to her chair, and sat down, not bothering to take her books out of her bag.

The rest of the lesson went a blur. It was lunch next, and I was planning on asking Nicola if she would stay behind for me to have a little chat.

"Nicola," she paused and turned to look at me, "Could I have a word?"
"Yup," she sat on the table, "no problem." She said looking at her feet.
"What was that about earlier?" I flitted to stand in front of her.
"It's nothing, just forget it."

"That's the thing, I won't be able to unless you tell me what you wanted to happen." I lifted her chin, not realizing what effects that move would have on the girl.
"I think I wanted you to fall in love with me, like I have with you. I don't know. I'm confused myself."
"I could never fall in love with you." I muttered, "And I'm sure, than soon, you'll be over me and you'll be thinking of me in a different light."
"Why could you never fall in love with me?" she looked on the verge of tears, "Am I that ugly?"

"Oh no," I let the back of my hand glide down her cheek, "You're beautiful. Just like your mother."
"W-what? You don't know my mum." She started shaking her head. I presume she knew what was coming next.
"I know you mother too well. You look exactly like she did, except there are some other features there that I know only too well." Tears started streaming from her eyes. I hated seeing her cry, but this was the only way she would listen.

"Yeah, well there not yours if that's what you're going to say." She scowled at me.
"Oh but they are. I should know that silly little freckle on your forehead." Her eyes grew wide as I moved my hair out of the way to show her an identical marking to hers on my forehead.
"My god." She whispered. "I fell in love with my dad."
"I'm sorry to say, but yes you did."

So, I'm very sorry for the long wait again. Haha. I have been ill recently and my mum –sigh- wouldn't let me go online to update because computer graphics gave me a headache when I was ill about four years ago. So yeah. Im updating now. ;p

Im sorry for the sudden turn in the story, but I was feeling the story was getting very predictable… so this was just to spice things up. If you don't like it, im sorry, but if you love it then thanks much

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