Chapter 11
I scanned through the webpage for the final time, scrolling down the pages of information. I brought my gaze to the clock and muttered a curse. With a new sense of panic I hit print and stuffed the pages into my school bag. I tugged my bag onto my shoulder and ran out of the front door.
Without stopping, I sprinted round the corner and across the road without looking. The screeching of breaks reached my ears long before my brain understood their reason. I skidded to a stop and turned around.
"Jesus Christ Kim!" I let out a breathless laugh when I recognised the voice.
"Morning Damon!" I turned to leave.
"Hold on a minute!" I swivelled back to face him.
"Really Damon I'm kind of in a hurry..." I gestured my impatience with my hands. When he didn't continue I turned again.
"You could have hurt her!" I swivelled back around in curiosity; seriously the way this was going I was going to get dizzy.
"Her?" he stroked the bonnet of his car and I immediately understood what he meant. 'Her' was his sky blue Chevrolet Camaro Soft-Top.
"You aren't going to apologise?"
"You almost ran me over!" Okay so technically that wasn't true, if I had stopped to look he wouldn't have almost hit me, basically I was to blame. He raised his eyebrows although reading my mind.
"Look Damon I'm late for school so..." I turned again when he called out something that surprised me.
"Apologise to the car and I'll give you a lift." I laughed again I only had five blocks left, I could run that? I glanced at my watch. 8:40 class started ten minutes ago. I couldn't believe I was going to give in so easily.
I turned for the last time, stepped forward and stroked the bonnet just like he had done moments before.
"I'm so sorry!" I patted the bonnet like I would pat Meeko's head then grabbed the door and rather than opening it, I leapt over the door landing on the seat.
"Always wanted to do that."
I watch Damon pull open and step in the conventional way. Unfortunately my Hollywood style entrance had caused my bag to flip and land upside down. All the pages I had printed this morning had dispersed around the foot well. I groaned and bent down to pick it all up. A low chuckle came from Damon who had started the engine.
"Been chopping down forests?" he asked as I fumbled with the paper.
"It's just a bit of research" I shuck the paper on my lap till it all straightened out. I leaned back resting the paper on my lap. Perhaps I shouldn't have printed quite so much out this morning; my mum was going to kill me when she saw the heavily depleted stack of plain paper.
"What are you researching, I could help you out?" now it was my turn to laugh. He took his gaze of the road and brought it to me long enough to give me a hurt look.
"What! Encyclopaedia is my middle name!"
"I thought it was Satan or something like that"
"What my mum could decide so she chose both" I chuckled, this I had to see.
"What is the capital of Kenya?"
"Nairobi" he answered without hesitation. I paused trying to think of a harder question.
"When was the rollercoaster invented?"
"1865"
"How do you know all this?"
"What about you?"
"Last year I had double English, Google became my best friend" he flashed his charming smile, he had avoided my question.
"So now I've lived up to my middle name, have I proven myself worthy of helping you?"
"Doesn't matter anyway I've finished." I folded up the pages and shoved them back in my bag. Damon parked the car in the school car park, and flicked off the engine.
"So you're not even going to tell me what you researched?" I looked at him confused, why would he care so much.
"Nope, gonna keep you hanging" with that I tugged on the door handle, pushed it open and jumped out of the car, I walked until I reached the corner to be sure Damon could no longer see me before breaking into a sprint.
When I reached the History corridor I slowed my pace to a walk and checked the time. 8:50 I was twenty minutes late. I groaned, the noise louder than expected in the empty corridor.
I always hated walking in late, there's no way to sneak in without everybody staring at you. I started to doubt even entering, when the thought hit me that from all the running my face would be the same shade as a tomato, but I was not the type of person who skipped lessons. I got to the door and took a deep breath peering through the window. Mr Saltzman had his back to the class and was writing something on the board. I slowly opened the door and crept in. Although the door didn't creek the whispered laughter from my fellow classmates gave me away.
"Nice for you to join us Kim!" I sighed and turned to face Mr Saltzman.
"Sorry sir" he smiled and gestured for me to sit down.
I took my usual seat by the window and I fished through my bag to find my book. I set it out in front of me and quickly copied up what Mr Saltzman had written. As History never really was much interest to me, I pulled out the pages of research from my bag and sifted through them looking for a particular page. Instantly I was absorbed into the assortment of myths and legends of vampires.
'Different vampires from different regions differed in their appearances. For example, the ones from Bulgaria had one nostril; whereas, those from Transylvania were pale and had long fingernails. In Chinese culture, it was believed that if a cat or dog jumped over a dead body, the body would turn into an un-dead. In Russian folklore, vampires were witches who once rebelled against the church, when they were alive. In Indian mythology, there have been mentions of ghoul-like beings in Baital Pachisi and Goddess Kali, who wear a garland of skulls and are said to drink blood. In Egyptian mythology, Goddess Sekhmet was said to be blood thirsty. The Persian civilization was the first to have had stories of blood-drinking creatures.'
I pulled a crumpled piece of paper out of my pocket. I flattened it out on my desk and tried to decipher my scruffy handwriting.
'Sparkle, Shape-Shifters, no heartbeats, Fly , no reflection, extreme beauty, big incisors, pale skin, Sunlight, vervain, stake in heart, crucifixes, garlic, immortal, coffins, Enemy werewolves, Weather control, beheading, bitten turning, sleep during day, super strength and speed, mind control, running water, invited in before entering'
I had started the list to try and make sense of everything that I had read, pulling all the pieces of the myths together, and judging whether they were real or not. Real or not. None of it is real! I tried telling myself again and again, a mantra replaying in my head and yet the message never got through.
I crossed out 'Sparkle' if vampires were real I was sure as hell that they would not sparkle. To be honest I didn't understand how Bella took it, how she figured it all out. The next word I crossed out was coffins I'd been around the Salvatore mansion and hadn't found a single coffin. Big incisors was next to go, Damon always had his jerkish grin on his face, his teeth were perfectly normal. I dismissed the idea of weather, the look of Damon's face when I predicted the rain, nope that was not fake Damon wasn't one to make himself look like a fool. Following that I'd seen him in Daylight so that wasn't true. I knew Damon didn't sleep through the day so that went next.
"Ahek-Ahum" the sound came from behind me and caused me to jump out of my seat. I turned to see Mr Saltzman standing behind me.
"I don't think that quite classifies as history work."
"Home research" I automatically answered
"About a new topic I only introduced this morning?" I looked down at my exercise book, my eyes lingering at the title.
'The American Civil War'
"I guessed" it sounded more like a question rather than a fact. Okay he would have to be stupid not to see through that lie.
I apologised and stuffed the paper back into my bag and focused my attention back to lesson. I tried to concentrate on death figures from different states but I couldn't shake the feeling that these demons I was reading about could be walking among us. Great, I was officially crazy. They should lock me up for having these ridiculous thoughts.
I continued to dawdle through the lesson until the bell rang signalling my freedom. I was the first to reach the door and didn't hesitate to yank it open and step out. I strolled to my locker leaning back against it, the cold metal was soothing on my boiling skin, all of this pointless worrying was making me ill.
From across the corridor I saw a flash of blonde hair. I frowned then realised there was nothing odd with blonde hair, hell half the school was made up of blonde bimbos. I gazed out among the crowd until my eyes focused on a blonde blue-eyed girl. Ara.
In an instant I was gone. I yanked my bag further up my shoulder and sprinted down the corridor ignoring the strange looks. I ran out through reception without stopping and sprinted out and down the road. That glance, that familiar face was the final push. I wouldn't take anymore, I just couldn't handle it. I slowed my pace to a walk and walked back home. Perhaps time alone would bring me to my senses.
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