If by Mallory

Chapter 2: Cirrus

"Hello, Selene," I said, curteously. "Hi, Cal." He grinned stupidly at me. This was excruciating.

"Hello, Morgan," Selene said. She kissed me on the cheek. "Let me show you to your room."

"All right," I said, and followed her. The room was disgustingly bare. The walls were white, and had no decorations at all. The bedspread was white, so were the curtains. "Ah, the color of innoncence," I said cattily.

"Hmm," Selene said. "You can get settled in. Did you bring a swimsuit? We have a pool in the backyard, and Cal and I will be out there when you're finished."

"All right," I said. "Do you mind if I put up some posters and things?"

"No, no, of course, not. We want this to be as homey as possible for you." She left.

I started putting up a poster of the Fianna, thinking about Selene and me. We're funny. She hates me because I'm more powerful than her. And I hate Selene because she pretends like she's as powerful as me.

I started setting up pictures. There was one of Da and me. And another of Ma and me. I stared for a second at the picture of my mother. She had been dead for ten years. I felt water starting to well up in my eyes, and decided against putting up the picture of Maeve.

I changed into a black two peice, put on my sunglasses, and glided out the door.

Selene was laying on a deck chair, and Cal was swimming. I lay down on a deck chair next to Selene. "Could I get something to drink?" I asked.

Selene smiled. "Sure," she said, voice honey-sweet. "What would you like?"

"A strawberry daquiri would be marvelous. Virgin, or my dad will throw a fit."

Selene went inside to make me one.

Cal got out of the pool. "Do you want to swim?" he asked.

"Not really."

Cal is absolutely the most idiotic person that I ever met. He's really attractive, but he makes up for that by lack of charm, intellegence, and power.

"My coven's having a circle, tonight," he said. "Do you want to come?"

"You have a coven?"

"Yeah. I started it. When we first moved here. Starlocket-that's mom's coven-"

"I know." Ugh. Tedium. Rescue me, I prayed, rescue me!

"They really doesn't like minors for members, and it's a good way to meet blood witches."

Oh, hell. Was he going to start talking Amyranth?

He didn't, thank Goddess. He said, "It'll be a good way for you to meet people. Have fun this summer."

"Sure," I said, lazily.

"Do you want to go to a movie this afternoon?" he asked. Did I mention on my list of reasons as to why I hate Cal that he likes me? He's always trying to make me go out with him.

"No, Cal," I said annoyed.

Selene brought out my daquiri.

"Morgan, this is Robbie. And this is my girlfriend Bree." I smiled at them. Bree was gorgeous. Robbie would have been cute if he hadn't such horrible acne. I almost felt sorry for him; then I realized I didn't care.

After Cal had introduced me to the rest of his coven, Cirrus, (and what a boring time it was!) we did the circle. Cal was acutally pretty good at it. He's very good with people, making them believe what he wants them to believe, gaining their trust, then hurting them beyond measure. The one interesting thing about Cal. However, he doesn't fool me, or the majority of the world of blood witches. He's just the stupid spawn of Selene and some idiot named Daniel Niall.

We got to his house at around 10:00. Selene was waiting up, drinking some tea. "Cal," she said, "I have some bad news. Hunter Niall is here."