I had my head down at the desk that I was given in our little school room, Christina also had a desk right beside mine and I peeked up at her through my curtain of hair and arm, I was pretending to be asleep. She looked so bored, I almost laughed, our tutor, Mr. Simons, was trying to get her to interact. I felt the light tap of a ruler on my head.
"Miss Rodriguez, please get up and pay attention." Mr. Simons sighed.
I didn't move, but my easy breathing, I was asleep in a very, very deep sleep. I'm trying to hypnotize myself, its not working very well I can still feel where everyone was at and hear them breathing. For some reason my senses have been getting stronger, maybe its just because I have had them for awhile.
I was then smacked across the back of the head, which hurt.
"Maria! Pay attention! The sooner we learn German, the sooner we can get out of this hell ho- I mean class." Christina must have been the culprit.
I'll get her back later for that even if I did deserve it, a little. I just groaned and acted as if they were just disrupting my sleep.
"Everyone knows your awake! So quit pretending!" Christina yelled at me exasperated.
I just moved a little, still pretending. I then felt the shock of having freezing water poured on me.
I jumped up and turned my deathly glare on the culprit, with a nice hiss that meant revenge.
He smirked at me, "Ah so your finally awake now it would seem, Miss Rodriguez." Ooh I really, really hate that butler.
"Mr. Michaelis was that really necessary?" Gregory asked from where he was at.
"Oh my apologies my wrist slipped." He gave him a closed eyed smile.
Like heck it did you-! Christina laughed but covered it up with a hand over her mouth. I turned to her and she sat up strait and acted as if nothing happened. Ooh I plan to murder two if not three people now, and they are all currently in this room. I then decided to play nice for now, good revenge needed planning, not some childish attack. I picked up my pen and looked at the board, memorizing everything up there, I turned back to my paper and copied it exactly as it was written even filling in the blanks. My work was done in lees than three minutes, I got up and walked out of the room, nose high and not making eye contact with any one. I was quickly just wandering the halls aimlessly, it was to cold to go outside and take a nap, and lately spiders have been showing up in the library. I guess I could go to the art room, but I've been in there lately and now it doesn't have such pleasant memories, remembering that night made me grit my teeth, cant believe I let my guard down.
I went into my room and changed into my dress that was for the art room, it had paint stains all over it, I usually get a bit messy.
I went in there and again I saw all the bare white walls, which made me come up with a crazy idea, I don't know if it'll work but I have got to try. I started taking all of the paintings out of the room.
(Sebastian's POV)
I had to stay in that room till Christina Rodriguez finished her work for the language. I was surprised at how quickly Patricia finished, it made me wonder why she didn't just do that from the beginning. I will never understand cats, if she heard me say what would she say? I can never tell with her, I expected a harsher reaction from her when I put the water on her, but to my surprise she took it quite well... That scared me, not in the usually sense a human would think, but it frightened me to not know what was going to happen next because of that. I felt her presence in the art room as she called it. That art room confused me mostly, she has basically already confessed that she is not from here, but if not from here where?
I was on my way over to the art room, when I started to see all of these portraits outside along the walls. That peaked my curiosity, I quickly followed them to where they led to the art room. One picture was covered unlike the rest, I removed the covering to see what it was, and smirked upon noticing it. It was our picture, I never imagined that she would do something so daring.
I saw that the door to the room was open, I heard her voice flowing out of it, I stopped dead in my tracks. I always froze when first hearing her sweet singing voice, I listened into the words.
" Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
They strung up a man
They say who murdered three.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
Where dead man called out
For his love to flee.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
Where I told you to run,
So we'd both be free.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree,
Wear a necklace of rope,
Side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
Where I told you to run,
So we'd both be free.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
They strung up a man
They say who murdered three.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree?
Where dead man called out
For his love to flee.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree."
Her voice faded out to mumbling those words and I was released from her spell. That was quite the depressing song, I wonder where she heard it, it must be from where ever she comes from. I walked into the room to see her up on a chair, and the painting that she was doing was, if nothing but remarkable. I stared in awe at her artwork. I took another step forward my shoe clicked on the ground seeming to snap her out of her thoughts as she turned to me with surprise on her face.
"Oh!" She exclaimed.
She was adorable whenever I was able to take her by surprise, another reason why I should do it more often.
"Good evening, might I ask what this is?"
She looked unsure if whether to really tell me or not, "This is a landscape."
I froze at such a bland statement for a work such as this, "Oh?" I questioned.
"Was there something you need?" She said curtly.
Ah she is still mad with me, I couldn't figure out why, most women would be thrilled if I found any interest in them at all.
"Oh nothing I was just checking to see if you need anything."
"I don't." She said, ignoring me and turning back to her work.
Well this might be a little more difficult than I thought, how does one go about trying to make the women not angry with you? I have never had to fix any mistake before, with women, so I hadn't a clue. Maybe if I just use a little force she'll give in, I looked up to her nice figure. Her back side was currently facing me and I saw she was not wearing a corset, that could make it easier. She had nice hips that had a very splendid curve and her waist was not to small to where it would look disproportionate, her thighs where nice and full just begging to be squeezed. Her back arc was very nice and reminded of how a cats form was shaped.
I realized that she was looking at me realizing my staring, I quickly put on a disarming smile, which made her tense up.
"Why are you still here?" She asked, trying to remain strong but her voice wavered a bit.
"In case you need anything, I will stay here to make sure." She did not seem convinced with my statement, but went back to her work anyway.
When she turned her back again I went back to my pondering, I wonder if force would really be the right course of action. I am willing to do it, more so than I thought I was, but she might not find my way to her liking. Then again I could make her like it. I had been very patient with her so far, but I am not sure how long one should wait and get to know there beloved before making them theirs. I could do it now, we were in a secluded enough part of this manor, and she wouldn't have enough strength to fight me off completely, but I want her to be more than willing when the time comes. So I will wait a bit longer, and make her infatuated with me. For now I should just enjoy the show that she outs on as she works, she also in not wearing a corset which makes it easier to see her curves.
"Quit staring!" She snapped at me.
I hadn't even realized that she had looked in my direction, "Ah yes my apologies." I smiled up at her.
Yes I couldn't wait for that time to come.
