Part 5
It wasn't until Taylor had sat down when he noticed Viola Redfern was in the room. She was talking to Coral Galena, so maybe that was a good thing. At least Viola would get off to a good start, getting into Coral's crowd.
He hoped Nerissa wouldn't get too jealous. Viola was even prettier in sunlight. That chestnut hair looked so soft, glinting faintly with gold...
He broke off the thought abruptly. He didn't want to give Nerissa any reasons to make Viola miserable. Coming to a new school must be hard enough, Viola surely didn't need to make any enemies on her first day.
But there was something about her...Viola had something almost like an aura that was strangely compelling. He found himself hoping class would be over before he could get himself into trouble.
The minutes of course, were dragging by like hours. Every time he looked at the clock the hands seemed to be in the same place. Would this period *never* end?
When the bell finally ran he left the room as quick as he could, trying to get away before Viola could notice him. Not looking where he was going he knocked into Coral, sending her books and papers scattering.
"Watch where you're going, asshole," she snapped at him. "You've been completely out of it lately."
Taylor flushed, embarrassed. "Sorry," he muttered, bending to help her pick up her stuff. Coral shoved him away. Viola was standing quietly to one side. He glanced at her and she smiled faintly.
Coral picked up her last book. "Let's go," she snapped. She stalked off, red hair flying, Viola glanced at Taylor again, then followed.
"Who's the new chick?" Morpheus asked when they met in the hall.
Taylor shrugged. "New girl, Viola Redfern."
Morpheus's eyebrow raised. "She's a Redfern? She can't be that bad, then."
Taylor didn't say anything. What was so great about the Redfern family? "She seems okay, I guess. I haven't spoken to her much."
Morpheus grinned. "Don't forget Nerissa."
Taylor rolled his eyes. Maybe he ought to warn Viola.
"See you at lunch," Morpheus said, disappearing into a classroom.
Taylor headed for his own class. Why should he be worried about warning Viola of Morpheus? Morpheus was right - he had Nerissa. What more could he want? He didn't even know Viola.
But he might not care, he realised with a sinking feeling. ~Who are you Viola Redfern?~ he thought.
* * *
Bellona's nose wrinkled in disgust. She was not exactly thrilled at the idea of forcing herself into human society.
"I don't see why he can't just get over her," Camilla was whining. "So she escaped - so what? Why can't he just get himself a new pet?"
Bellona rolled her eyes. "Aubrey never gives up on anything. If he wants something, he gets it."
"Why can't he get off his lazy ass and go after her himself, then?" Camilla grumbled.
Bellona ignored her, focusing her eyes on the road. Caledonia seemed to be in the most remote parts of Northern Kentucky, and quite isolated too. They'd found the slave who'd been relaying information to Viola from Outside, and after torturing the slave, they'd gotten Viola's location.
"Don't you think she'll get suspicious?" Camilla asked, toying with a blond curl. "If we go and present ourselves as students? She'll recognise us."
Bellona hadn't thought of that. She frowned, drumming her fingers on the steering wheel. Camilla actually did have a good point there. "Well we don't have to do that right away," she said finally. "We'll just look around first, and see what we can find."
Camilla nodded. "The sooner we can get there, the sooner we can leave."
* * *
It wasn't until Taylor had sat down when he noticed Viola Redfern was in the room. She was talking to Coral Galena, so maybe that was a good thing. At least Viola would get off to a good start, getting into Coral's crowd.
He hoped Nerissa wouldn't get too jealous. Viola was even prettier in sunlight. That chestnut hair looked so soft, glinting faintly with gold...
He broke off the thought abruptly. He didn't want to give Nerissa any reasons to make Viola miserable. Coming to a new school must be hard enough, Viola surely didn't need to make any enemies on her first day.
But there was something about her...Viola had something almost like an aura that was strangely compelling. He found himself hoping class would be over before he could get himself into trouble.
The minutes of course, were dragging by like hours. Every time he looked at the clock the hands seemed to be in the same place. Would this period *never* end?
When the bell finally ran he left the room as quick as he could, trying to get away before Viola could notice him. Not looking where he was going he knocked into Coral, sending her books and papers scattering.
"Watch where you're going, asshole," she snapped at him. "You've been completely out of it lately."
Taylor flushed, embarrassed. "Sorry," he muttered, bending to help her pick up her stuff. Coral shoved him away. Viola was standing quietly to one side. He glanced at her and she smiled faintly.
Coral picked up her last book. "Let's go," she snapped. She stalked off, red hair flying, Viola glanced at Taylor again, then followed.
"Who's the new chick?" Morpheus asked when they met in the hall.
Taylor shrugged. "New girl, Viola Redfern."
Morpheus's eyebrow raised. "She's a Redfern? She can't be that bad, then."
Taylor didn't say anything. What was so great about the Redfern family? "She seems okay, I guess. I haven't spoken to her much."
Morpheus grinned. "Don't forget Nerissa."
Taylor rolled his eyes. Maybe he ought to warn Viola.
"See you at lunch," Morpheus said, disappearing into a classroom.
Taylor headed for his own class. Why should he be worried about warning Viola of Morpheus? Morpheus was right - he had Nerissa. What more could he want? He didn't even know Viola.
But he might not care, he realised with a sinking feeling. ~Who are you Viola Redfern?~ he thought.
* * *
Bellona's nose wrinkled in disgust. She was not exactly thrilled at the idea of forcing herself into human society.
"I don't see why he can't just get over her," Camilla was whining. "So she escaped - so what? Why can't he just get himself a new pet?"
Bellona rolled her eyes. "Aubrey never gives up on anything. If he wants something, he gets it."
"Why can't he get off his lazy ass and go after her himself, then?" Camilla grumbled.
Bellona ignored her, focusing her eyes on the road. Caledonia seemed to be in the most remote parts of Northern Kentucky, and quite isolated too. They'd found the slave who'd been relaying information to Viola from Outside, and after torturing the slave, they'd gotten Viola's location.
"Don't you think she'll get suspicious?" Camilla asked, toying with a blond curl. "If we go and present ourselves as students? She'll recognise us."
Bellona hadn't thought of that. She frowned, drumming her fingers on the steering wheel. Camilla actually did have a good point there. "Well we don't have to do that right away," she said finally. "We'll just look around first, and see what we can find."
Camilla nodded. "The sooner we can get there, the sooner we can leave."
* * *
