Chapter 11
Deuce stood completely still, dumbfounded by what had just happened. He tried to rack his brain for a sign of what the normie could possibly be hinting at. 'Who is he and what on earth is he talking about?' Then it hit him. All the mental snapshots added up to the moments from the previous night. The boy who just spazzed out on him was the same introvert who he made out with at the club- Jackson. Deuce was stunned. Never in a million years did he think that one of his 'playthings' would be so bold to address him in PUBLIC.
"Deuce, do you know that peasant?" asked Cleo quizzically. Deuce arose from his thoughts in alarm. "Of course not baby, I've never seen him a day in my life," cooed Deuce as he stroked Cleo's curly black hair. Cleo wanted to believe her boyfriend, but something about the occurrence disturbed her. Why would some random Human boy direct that type of outburst at Deuce? She didn't want to ponder it too long. The hallway was beginning to crowd with onlookers and she knew Spectra was lurking around somewhere. The entire situation made Cleo uncomfortable and all she wanted to do was leave school and sob in her bed, but she couldn't. The turned from left to right, noticing the many faces of the waiting guys and ghouls. For once in her life the Queen B wasn't excited to have all eyes on her. Cleo grabbed Deuce's muscular arm, "Let's go!" she snarled.
Have a good day Operetta!" called the father of the red haired ghoul. She smiled happily as she waved goodbye. It was amazing how a morning of memories with her father had changed her outlook on the day. For some odd reason she felt the need to be incredibly nice, it wasn't that she was typically mean- she just had a 'tough girl' exterior that was near impossible to break through. Operetta smoothed her front victory roll before entering the school.
Operetta could sense that something rather drastic had occurred before her arrival. The school atmosphere that was usually filled with joy and excitement was now filled with whispers of some ghastly gossip. 'What did I do this time?' she pondered, realizing that she was one of the school's most scandalous ghouls. She wanted and needed to know what was going on. Operetta brushed a stray hair behind her ear before proceeding down the hallway.
The phantom girl was worried, What if someone had found out about her relationship with Deuce before she had the chance to talk to him? She could barely hear her thoughts over the sound of her clacking heels on the linoleum floors. "Hey Operetta! Guess what?!" called a very distinct voice. Operetta stopped in her tracks. It was Clawdeen. 'Not the person I want to see' shethought. She tried to collect her thoughts before responding. "Hey ghoul, what did I miss?" Clawdeen grabbed Operetta's shoulder and dragged her through the hallway.
"So we were all standing in the hall waiting for class to start. Cleo and Deuce had this like 'reunion' because Deuce has been ignoring her for like EVER," chided the werewolf. "Come on Clawdeen, get to the good part," interrupted Draculaura. Operetta could feel her anger rising at the mention of Cleo. "Sorry 'bout that. Anyways, they were hugging and kissing when out of nowhere appears this normie. He looks Deuce square in the eye and says, 'So this is what you do! You tell me that you LOVE me, then you kiss this bitch right in front of me?!'!" Clawdeen couldn't control her laughter at the situation. "And, the normie is Heath's cousin!" added Draculaura.
Operetta was at a loss for words. "What?" she yelled. "I know right, that's what we said," laughed Clawdeen. Operetta didn't get it. Were they implying that Deuce was gay? 'He can't be, it's not possible.' She shook her head violently, but the thoughts didn't budge. "Do you think it could just be a joke that Heath set up to get back at Deuce for turning him to stone?" Operetta asked trying to offer any other options. Draculaura and Clawdeen shook their heads in unison. "Could be, but that normie seemed pretty serious," stated Draculaura.
Operetta sighed. "Well I'll see you guys later!" she called before running to the catacombs.
