Part 2
Scarlet picked up the notebook she'd taken from the new kid, thumbing through it. Taking it had been a moment of instinct, she had been angry at the idiotic human girl knocking into her without paying attention.
It was the black irises on the girl's top that had caught her attention. It was probably going to turn out to be nothing more than a coincidence. A new Night Person on the scene would be fin. Life was pretty dull at the moment.
"What's that?" Her friend Ara's slender hand with its glittery orange nails slid in front of Scarlet's face, taking the notebook. "Who's Erica?"
"Some new kid who was being a jerk," Scarlet answered dismissively.
"Is that a correct account of what happened, or was it just you being a bitch?" Ara said with a grin.
Scarlet just glared. Er eyes scanned the kids in the classroom, the teacher was glaring at her and Ara for talking. Scarlet ignored her. The same faces she'd seen day in and day out for years on end were starting to bore her. Lately she had been crying out for some sort of change.
She had thought someone new coming would be fun. Well, it still could be, she thought with a curve of her lips.
"What are you smirking at?" Ara asked, suspicious. "Are we going to play with the new girl?" Her violet eyes glittered wickedly.
"We have to be sure she's not one of us first," Scarlet said, She shuddered as an unpleasant memory tried to emerge.
"She's dead," Ara's voice was soft. "They can't hurt you anymore." She reached out but before her hand could touch Scarlet's she jerked away.
"Don't," Scarlet whispered.
Ara pulled away. "I just - "
"I know," Scarlet cut her off bluntly. "Just don't." She tried to surpress another shudder. She'd get over it eventually.
"You're not sure?" Ara asked, changing the subject.
Scarlet shook her head. "She had black irises on her top."
Ara shrugged dismissively. "Probably nothing. Come on, a new toy will cheer you up."
Scarlet tried to smile. "I'll look into it."
"You need *something*. Dathan's obviously not doing much."
Scarlet allowed herself to smirk. "He's doing plenty."
After what she had come to refer to as The Incident she had found comfort in the arms of Dathan Redfern. Before she had thought he was too loud, too crude and full of himself, along with those stupid friends of his. But now her opinion of Dathan at least, was different.
"I'll trade you for Joab if you like," Ara added hopefully.
Scarlet snorted. "In your dreams, girl."
Ara's boyfriend Joab was exactly the opposite of his bother Dathan. Tall and thin and somewhat lanky, he looked like a black and white drawing, and in Scarlet's opinion, was just as interesting.
"But we might get ourselves a new toy anyway," she said with an unpleasant smile.
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Scarlet picked up the notebook she'd taken from the new kid, thumbing through it. Taking it had been a moment of instinct, she had been angry at the idiotic human girl knocking into her without paying attention.
It was the black irises on the girl's top that had caught her attention. It was probably going to turn out to be nothing more than a coincidence. A new Night Person on the scene would be fin. Life was pretty dull at the moment.
"What's that?" Her friend Ara's slender hand with its glittery orange nails slid in front of Scarlet's face, taking the notebook. "Who's Erica?"
"Some new kid who was being a jerk," Scarlet answered dismissively.
"Is that a correct account of what happened, or was it just you being a bitch?" Ara said with a grin.
Scarlet just glared. Er eyes scanned the kids in the classroom, the teacher was glaring at her and Ara for talking. Scarlet ignored her. The same faces she'd seen day in and day out for years on end were starting to bore her. Lately she had been crying out for some sort of change.
She had thought someone new coming would be fun. Well, it still could be, she thought with a curve of her lips.
"What are you smirking at?" Ara asked, suspicious. "Are we going to play with the new girl?" Her violet eyes glittered wickedly.
"We have to be sure she's not one of us first," Scarlet said, She shuddered as an unpleasant memory tried to emerge.
"She's dead," Ara's voice was soft. "They can't hurt you anymore." She reached out but before her hand could touch Scarlet's she jerked away.
"Don't," Scarlet whispered.
Ara pulled away. "I just - "
"I know," Scarlet cut her off bluntly. "Just don't." She tried to surpress another shudder. She'd get over it eventually.
"You're not sure?" Ara asked, changing the subject.
Scarlet shook her head. "She had black irises on her top."
Ara shrugged dismissively. "Probably nothing. Come on, a new toy will cheer you up."
Scarlet tried to smile. "I'll look into it."
"You need *something*. Dathan's obviously not doing much."
Scarlet allowed herself to smirk. "He's doing plenty."
After what she had come to refer to as The Incident she had found comfort in the arms of Dathan Redfern. Before she had thought he was too loud, too crude and full of himself, along with those stupid friends of his. But now her opinion of Dathan at least, was different.
"I'll trade you for Joab if you like," Ara added hopefully.
Scarlet snorted. "In your dreams, girl."
Ara's boyfriend Joab was exactly the opposite of his bother Dathan. Tall and thin and somewhat lanky, he looked like a black and white drawing, and in Scarlet's opinion, was just as interesting.
"But we might get ourselves a new toy anyway," she said with an unpleasant smile.
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