Part 3
(Catalina)
On Monday morning I was ready for my first day in a new school. I didn't see Marcie, or Layla for that matter. Everyone seemed so - normal. It made me feel almost peaceful, like I could fit in.
Everyone seemed nice. It was so...
I don't really know.
It was almost as if the peaceful, normality of the town and people were a backdrop, something dark and sinister was lurking underneath. I had to admit, it made me rather edgy as well.
I couldn't see that many Night People. Then again I supposed I would never really know. Night People had a speciality for blending in and adapting.
Which was exactly what I was trying to do.
In third period I saw Marcie. Marcie didn't say hello. She got mad at me when I was told to take the first available seat, unfortunately for me, beside her.
"My boyfriend always sits there," she said bluntly.
I just shrugged, "He'll have to sit somewhere else. I'm just doing what I'm told." My smile was as unpleasant as hers.
I was tired of being good, of following rules, doing what I was told. The guy who came in late was obviously Marcie's boyfriend was unfairly gorgeous.
Tall, muscular, eyes to drown in, messy dark hair that looked as if it hadn't been washed in a month. He scowled at me, sitting in his seat. I just looked evenly back.
Marcie looked at him apologetically. When class was over, Marcie deliberately tried to shove into me, but I sidestepped, just in time. Marcie's eyes flashed angrily. "You just made a *big* mistake," she hissed,
My eyes rolled. How pathetic, I thought. How completely stupid and childish.
"You'll have to excuse Marcie, she comes on a little strong sometimes."
It was the gorgeous guy who was apparently Marcie's boyfriend. "Am I supposed to care?" I could be petty too.
"I wouldn't make her madder if I were you," he said. His expression was serious.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Are you insane? You're *threatening* me?" I was outraged.
The guy smiled. "I'm not threatening you. I'm *warning* you." He turned and walked away.
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(Catalina)
On Monday morning I was ready for my first day in a new school. I didn't see Marcie, or Layla for that matter. Everyone seemed so - normal. It made me feel almost peaceful, like I could fit in.
Everyone seemed nice. It was so...
I don't really know.
It was almost as if the peaceful, normality of the town and people were a backdrop, something dark and sinister was lurking underneath. I had to admit, it made me rather edgy as well.
I couldn't see that many Night People. Then again I supposed I would never really know. Night People had a speciality for blending in and adapting.
Which was exactly what I was trying to do.
In third period I saw Marcie. Marcie didn't say hello. She got mad at me when I was told to take the first available seat, unfortunately for me, beside her.
"My boyfriend always sits there," she said bluntly.
I just shrugged, "He'll have to sit somewhere else. I'm just doing what I'm told." My smile was as unpleasant as hers.
I was tired of being good, of following rules, doing what I was told. The guy who came in late was obviously Marcie's boyfriend was unfairly gorgeous.
Tall, muscular, eyes to drown in, messy dark hair that looked as if it hadn't been washed in a month. He scowled at me, sitting in his seat. I just looked evenly back.
Marcie looked at him apologetically. When class was over, Marcie deliberately tried to shove into me, but I sidestepped, just in time. Marcie's eyes flashed angrily. "You just made a *big* mistake," she hissed,
My eyes rolled. How pathetic, I thought. How completely stupid and childish.
"You'll have to excuse Marcie, she comes on a little strong sometimes."
It was the gorgeous guy who was apparently Marcie's boyfriend. "Am I supposed to care?" I could be petty too.
"I wouldn't make her madder if I were you," he said. His expression was serious.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Are you insane? You're *threatening* me?" I was outraged.
The guy smiled. "I'm not threatening you. I'm *warning* you." He turned and walked away.
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