Chapter 2: A Hare In Tortoises' Skin...
"So, uh,...tonight was really nice." Selene says looking up at Pietro with her-at the moment-bluish silver eyes. "So I know how to show a girl a good time?" he asks tilting his head adorably, and looks into her eyes with his own bluish silver ones. Selene nods. "Where do you think we should go on our next date?" Pietro asks. "Oh! I don't know maybe roller skating, or go cart racing, or maybe a-." Selene rambles just as quickly as Pietro, but suddenly Pietro's lips are on hers, her eyes open wide in shock. She closes her eyes slowly, and wraps her arms around his neck toying peacefully with a few strands of his hair with her fingertips. He dips her back only a little bit his arm around her back. Selene being totally wrapped up in the kiss feels rather than sees him smirk. Deepening the kiss Pietro slanted his mouth and lightly ran his tongue along her lower lip. Selene sighed slowly and opened her mouth letting his tongue travel in, a few sparks fly-literally-between their mouths (courtesy of Selene).
Pietro is the first to release the kiss. "See ya tomorrow." He whispers, and stands her up. "Uh...huh." Selene sighs. Once inside-as she's shutting the door-she realizes that the kiss was the only slow thing Pietro had done all night...
Gharlotte and Maris sit at a lunch table together. Gharlotte stares off into space nibbling on a piece of pocky. (It's a Japanese snack), and Maris sips on some Vamp from the side of the can. A boy with black spiky hair, and a tongue piercing approaches their table. "No, James." Gharlotte says not even looking at him, and he hangs his head and shuffles off. A boy with blonde slicked back hair then walks over to them. "No, Charles." Gharlotte says in the same tone as before. He also leaves the same way the first did.
"So what do you think my first real boyfriend will be like?" Gharlotte asks, looking at Maris, and detaching herself from whatever world she was momentarily thinking in. "Don't you like any of the guys you've gone, or go out with?" Maris asks. Gharlotte shakes her head. "All the guys I like just want some. They don't really want me. Besides-" "I'M A ZUCCHINI IN A BIKINI!" a high pitched familiar voice interrupts. Suddenly Selene plops her body up to her stomach on one of the table and starts sliding up the middle by doing a move like a caterpillar (in fact, that's what her, and her friends call it). "What did you say?" Gharlotte asks, when Selene gets to their end of the table. Both Gharlotte, and Maris pick their treys up so Selene doesn't knock them over.
"I said," Selene begin sitting up on the edge of the table. "I'M A ZUCCHINI IN A BIKINI!" Selene repeats in the same high pitched voice as before. "AH HA HA!" Selene howls, smacking her knee then suddenly flops onto the table on her back, and starts rolling back, and forth, till she falls off.
"Don't want my sweetie getting banged up." Pietro says quickly, and before Selene knows it she's on her feet. "Thanks." She giggles dreamily looking into Pietro's eyes with her green, and dark blue ones. "Whoa." He says (honestly) "What? What's wrong?" Selene asks frantically. "Your eyes...they're amazing. She looks down at the ground "Uh...the guys want me, so see ya tonight." He says dashing off. Before Selene can even say 'ok' Pietro steals her breath with a quick kiss...
"Yet another date? That's the fifth night of the week in six strait weeks you've been out with him. Aren't you, ya know, bored?" Gharlotte asks nibbling on her pocky. Selene brushes off the bum of her dark blue jean flares. "No!" Selene says, being serious. "I'm not like you. I don't toss away other's feeling just because they bore me. And another thing, if you weren't so busy being "bored" then you wouldn't have a reason to be so cold." Selene says glaring sternly at Gharlotte before turning away. Gharlotte simply continues to gnaw away at her pocky pretending to be not affected, and doesn't let on that Selene's words sting, and lodge themselves into her thoughts like a wasp's stingers.
Maris sits in silence obviously trying to gauge Gharlotte's reaction. "I don't like the guys I date because," Gharlotte says jumping back into their previous conversation. "you see, I'm just the romantic type. You know, bouquets of lilac, jewelry, moonlight walks by the beach..." she says trailing off, even staring off into-probably-her fantasy date.
"But like Selene said, they bore me easily. They're like my dolls I can twist, and bend at my will, and once I'm in a "relationship" to long, I throw them out just as if they were ripped dollies." She continues coolly, going back to the usual Gharlotte, but she doesn't see the person in the shadows hop away...
"You want some popcorn?" Pietro asks speedily. "Yep. Could you get me a drink too?" Selene asks. "Sure thing, doll." He says, and jumps out of the silver viper they're sitting in. Selene turns up the radio to hear the drive-in movie better. "Oops! I didn't tell him what drink I wanted." Selene thinks aloud, and gets out of the car following Pietro till she sees him talking to the rest of The Brotherhood who are standing infront of the popcorn stand. Iiiiiinteresting, she thinks. So what goes on here? She continues to think, and ducks behind a nearby car, and listens to their discussion...
Pietro stops when he sees The Brotherhood members waiting by the popcorn stand. Great. Why are they here? he thinks. "Well, Well, Well. Come with a date, anyone?" he asks them. "Well, I know you'll say no, Lance. You're still playin' Cat N' Mouse with that Kitten girl, aren't you?" Pietro questions, darting beside him taunting him from the side. "Kitty." Lance mumbles. "See. Knew it." Pietro says. "Blob?" he asks. Blob shakes his head. "That's no astonishment to me." Pietro says so quickly that Fred (a.k.a: Blob) can't follow. "Now wait. Where's Toad?" Pietro asks. Lance shrugs. "Says he got an import of bugs, or...somethin." Fred says. "K." Pietro says starting to trot up to the popcorn stand. "So why are you here? Who's it this time?" Lance asks. "Same girl I've been seeing for the past, like, eight weeks." Pietro says. "Wow, I believe this is the longest relationship you've ever held down, Pietro." Lance points out.
"You guys, I told you I'm only using her." Pietro reminds them. "But...uh...for what again?" Fred asks. "I'm using her to get to that Gharlotte slut." Pietro says...
At the moment upon hearing that, to Selene, it feels like an arrow has been shot through her chest. Her eyes mist up, and she jumps up from behind the car, catching Pietro's attention. "YOU DUMB ASS!!!" She screams and puts her hands on the telephone poll next to her. The Brotherhood all watch as a surge of electricity wraps around the poll in blue ribbons and very swiftly races up the poll. At that instant the power to the drive-in goes out, and Selene runs from it tears streaming silently from her cheeks through the air behind her...
Coavin hears the eerie-but beautiful-chilling melody coming from inside the middle of the cemetery though he's outside of the cemeteries eight feet high gates, and fencing. He leaps over it using his part-vampire skills, and starts toward the words "In the dark of the night..." being sung by the female voice...
He approaches a huge cement square with weeping willows hanging over it, and bushes of red roses lining the outside . A golden plaque screwed to a glossy black post reads ~In Memory of Ellie'. Laying in the middle of the square is a girl. Coavin traces his eyes up the form. She's wearing a red spaghetti strapped shirt, dark blue jean flares, and no shoes. Waves of dark wavy hair hide this girl's face, but he knows she is crying, because of the multiple dots of tears on the cement, and the sniffing in between the words of the song "Dream to Dream" (from the movie Fivel Goes West). He is unable to disturb her singing as he sits down and watches by using his part-vampire grace, and silence.
The girl picks a rose from one of the bushes and stops singing to rub the petals on her cheek (he knows this because he can hear the petals wiping against her flesh) She twirls it infront of her and lifts her face-a face he recognizes-to the rose, and she begins to sing, "I'll follow my dreams...somewhere in my dreams..." Coavin nearly gasps as he watches white vapory breath rise from her mouth against the clear warm air of March.
The breath wraps around the rose and slowly the roses dries, withers, and blackens. She lays the flower infront of her and begins to sob into her arms, her hair slowly covering her arms and tears as she shakes. He can no longer take the pitiful sight of Selene sobbing like this, and walks over. "Selene what's wrong with you?" he asks kneeling down next to her. "Damn! Coavin?" she says, burying her head in her arms. "Yeah. Come out of there. What's wrong?" he asks touching her shoulder to try and get her attention.
"Something stupid that doesn't concern you." She snaps. "If it's so stupid then why are you this upset?" he asks. "Because I'm stupid. I mean, just to think that someone that good looking would fall for me. She says slowly sitting up, but her eyes still don't meet his. "Whoa, whoa. Who?" he asks. "No one. Like I said, it doesn't concern you." She vented. "Well, if you won't tell me now...I'll wait till you do." He says. Selene sits stubbornly simply sniffling.
"Coavin," she finally whispers. "Can you just take me home?" she asks. Coavin sighs heavily, and agrees...
"What time is it?" Selene asks. "One forty-three." Coavin replied. "Were you looking for me?" Selene asks. "Yeah. Hex came over frantic, asking me to go look for ya." He says looking around. "Oh...she says. "Are you cold?" he asks noting that her arms are wrapped around her and tiny goose bumps dot her arms. "To bad. You've gotta be...you're dressed like a hooker." He says smiling. "Hooker?! You're dressed like a hooker." Selene taunts playfully.
He slips off his trench coat revealing a white "wife-beater" underneath. Selene pushes it off, but he insists by pulling it back on her, and she leaves it on after about three attempts. "So...that singing thing you did...do the others know you can do that" he asks. "Yeah, but I can't really show them it." She admits,
"If I did...they'd die." She says looking up at them. "Wow. Does anything trigger it? Like, strong emotion triggers my blood thirst." He asks. "No. It just...happens when I sing." she explains. They walk up the a steps and Maris, Nissa, Hex, and Gharlotte-lastly- like worried mothers waiting up for a daughter that they're glad is home.
Above the rabid questioning Maris catches Coavin's eye, and mouths "Where was she?" He responds with a look as if he should have checked there in the first place, and mouths back "The cemetery." "What happened to her?" Maris mouths-because even though Selene's tears have dried, and any other signs of crying are gone, Maris can tell. Coavin simply shrugs.....
"So, uh,...tonight was really nice." Selene says looking up at Pietro with her-at the moment-bluish silver eyes. "So I know how to show a girl a good time?" he asks tilting his head adorably, and looks into her eyes with his own bluish silver ones. Selene nods. "Where do you think we should go on our next date?" Pietro asks. "Oh! I don't know maybe roller skating, or go cart racing, or maybe a-." Selene rambles just as quickly as Pietro, but suddenly Pietro's lips are on hers, her eyes open wide in shock. She closes her eyes slowly, and wraps her arms around his neck toying peacefully with a few strands of his hair with her fingertips. He dips her back only a little bit his arm around her back. Selene being totally wrapped up in the kiss feels rather than sees him smirk. Deepening the kiss Pietro slanted his mouth and lightly ran his tongue along her lower lip. Selene sighed slowly and opened her mouth letting his tongue travel in, a few sparks fly-literally-between their mouths (courtesy of Selene).
Pietro is the first to release the kiss. "See ya tomorrow." He whispers, and stands her up. "Uh...huh." Selene sighs. Once inside-as she's shutting the door-she realizes that the kiss was the only slow thing Pietro had done all night...
Gharlotte and Maris sit at a lunch table together. Gharlotte stares off into space nibbling on a piece of pocky. (It's a Japanese snack), and Maris sips on some Vamp from the side of the can. A boy with black spiky hair, and a tongue piercing approaches their table. "No, James." Gharlotte says not even looking at him, and he hangs his head and shuffles off. A boy with blonde slicked back hair then walks over to them. "No, Charles." Gharlotte says in the same tone as before. He also leaves the same way the first did.
"So what do you think my first real boyfriend will be like?" Gharlotte asks, looking at Maris, and detaching herself from whatever world she was momentarily thinking in. "Don't you like any of the guys you've gone, or go out with?" Maris asks. Gharlotte shakes her head. "All the guys I like just want some. They don't really want me. Besides-" "I'M A ZUCCHINI IN A BIKINI!" a high pitched familiar voice interrupts. Suddenly Selene plops her body up to her stomach on one of the table and starts sliding up the middle by doing a move like a caterpillar (in fact, that's what her, and her friends call it). "What did you say?" Gharlotte asks, when Selene gets to their end of the table. Both Gharlotte, and Maris pick their treys up so Selene doesn't knock them over.
"I said," Selene begin sitting up on the edge of the table. "I'M A ZUCCHINI IN A BIKINI!" Selene repeats in the same high pitched voice as before. "AH HA HA!" Selene howls, smacking her knee then suddenly flops onto the table on her back, and starts rolling back, and forth, till she falls off.
"Don't want my sweetie getting banged up." Pietro says quickly, and before Selene knows it she's on her feet. "Thanks." She giggles dreamily looking into Pietro's eyes with her green, and dark blue ones. "Whoa." He says (honestly) "What? What's wrong?" Selene asks frantically. "Your eyes...they're amazing. She looks down at the ground "Uh...the guys want me, so see ya tonight." He says dashing off. Before Selene can even say 'ok' Pietro steals her breath with a quick kiss...
"Yet another date? That's the fifth night of the week in six strait weeks you've been out with him. Aren't you, ya know, bored?" Gharlotte asks nibbling on her pocky. Selene brushes off the bum of her dark blue jean flares. "No!" Selene says, being serious. "I'm not like you. I don't toss away other's feeling just because they bore me. And another thing, if you weren't so busy being "bored" then you wouldn't have a reason to be so cold." Selene says glaring sternly at Gharlotte before turning away. Gharlotte simply continues to gnaw away at her pocky pretending to be not affected, and doesn't let on that Selene's words sting, and lodge themselves into her thoughts like a wasp's stingers.
Maris sits in silence obviously trying to gauge Gharlotte's reaction. "I don't like the guys I date because," Gharlotte says jumping back into their previous conversation. "you see, I'm just the romantic type. You know, bouquets of lilac, jewelry, moonlight walks by the beach..." she says trailing off, even staring off into-probably-her fantasy date.
"But like Selene said, they bore me easily. They're like my dolls I can twist, and bend at my will, and once I'm in a "relationship" to long, I throw them out just as if they were ripped dollies." She continues coolly, going back to the usual Gharlotte, but she doesn't see the person in the shadows hop away...
"You want some popcorn?" Pietro asks speedily. "Yep. Could you get me a drink too?" Selene asks. "Sure thing, doll." He says, and jumps out of the silver viper they're sitting in. Selene turns up the radio to hear the drive-in movie better. "Oops! I didn't tell him what drink I wanted." Selene thinks aloud, and gets out of the car following Pietro till she sees him talking to the rest of The Brotherhood who are standing infront of the popcorn stand. Iiiiiinteresting, she thinks. So what goes on here? She continues to think, and ducks behind a nearby car, and listens to their discussion...
Pietro stops when he sees The Brotherhood members waiting by the popcorn stand. Great. Why are they here? he thinks. "Well, Well, Well. Come with a date, anyone?" he asks them. "Well, I know you'll say no, Lance. You're still playin' Cat N' Mouse with that Kitten girl, aren't you?" Pietro questions, darting beside him taunting him from the side. "Kitty." Lance mumbles. "See. Knew it." Pietro says. "Blob?" he asks. Blob shakes his head. "That's no astonishment to me." Pietro says so quickly that Fred (a.k.a: Blob) can't follow. "Now wait. Where's Toad?" Pietro asks. Lance shrugs. "Says he got an import of bugs, or...somethin." Fred says. "K." Pietro says starting to trot up to the popcorn stand. "So why are you here? Who's it this time?" Lance asks. "Same girl I've been seeing for the past, like, eight weeks." Pietro says. "Wow, I believe this is the longest relationship you've ever held down, Pietro." Lance points out.
"You guys, I told you I'm only using her." Pietro reminds them. "But...uh...for what again?" Fred asks. "I'm using her to get to that Gharlotte slut." Pietro says...
At the moment upon hearing that, to Selene, it feels like an arrow has been shot through her chest. Her eyes mist up, and she jumps up from behind the car, catching Pietro's attention. "YOU DUMB ASS!!!" She screams and puts her hands on the telephone poll next to her. The Brotherhood all watch as a surge of electricity wraps around the poll in blue ribbons and very swiftly races up the poll. At that instant the power to the drive-in goes out, and Selene runs from it tears streaming silently from her cheeks through the air behind her...
Coavin hears the eerie-but beautiful-chilling melody coming from inside the middle of the cemetery though he's outside of the cemeteries eight feet high gates, and fencing. He leaps over it using his part-vampire skills, and starts toward the words "In the dark of the night..." being sung by the female voice...
He approaches a huge cement square with weeping willows hanging over it, and bushes of red roses lining the outside . A golden plaque screwed to a glossy black post reads ~In Memory of Ellie'. Laying in the middle of the square is a girl. Coavin traces his eyes up the form. She's wearing a red spaghetti strapped shirt, dark blue jean flares, and no shoes. Waves of dark wavy hair hide this girl's face, but he knows she is crying, because of the multiple dots of tears on the cement, and the sniffing in between the words of the song "Dream to Dream" (from the movie Fivel Goes West). He is unable to disturb her singing as he sits down and watches by using his part-vampire grace, and silence.
The girl picks a rose from one of the bushes and stops singing to rub the petals on her cheek (he knows this because he can hear the petals wiping against her flesh) She twirls it infront of her and lifts her face-a face he recognizes-to the rose, and she begins to sing, "I'll follow my dreams...somewhere in my dreams..." Coavin nearly gasps as he watches white vapory breath rise from her mouth against the clear warm air of March.
The breath wraps around the rose and slowly the roses dries, withers, and blackens. She lays the flower infront of her and begins to sob into her arms, her hair slowly covering her arms and tears as she shakes. He can no longer take the pitiful sight of Selene sobbing like this, and walks over. "Selene what's wrong with you?" he asks kneeling down next to her. "Damn! Coavin?" she says, burying her head in her arms. "Yeah. Come out of there. What's wrong?" he asks touching her shoulder to try and get her attention.
"Something stupid that doesn't concern you." She snaps. "If it's so stupid then why are you this upset?" he asks. "Because I'm stupid. I mean, just to think that someone that good looking would fall for me. She says slowly sitting up, but her eyes still don't meet his. "Whoa, whoa. Who?" he asks. "No one. Like I said, it doesn't concern you." She vented. "Well, if you won't tell me now...I'll wait till you do." He says. Selene sits stubbornly simply sniffling.
"Coavin," she finally whispers. "Can you just take me home?" she asks. Coavin sighs heavily, and agrees...
"What time is it?" Selene asks. "One forty-three." Coavin replied. "Were you looking for me?" Selene asks. "Yeah. Hex came over frantic, asking me to go look for ya." He says looking around. "Oh...she says. "Are you cold?" he asks noting that her arms are wrapped around her and tiny goose bumps dot her arms. "To bad. You've gotta be...you're dressed like a hooker." He says smiling. "Hooker?! You're dressed like a hooker." Selene taunts playfully.
He slips off his trench coat revealing a white "wife-beater" underneath. Selene pushes it off, but he insists by pulling it back on her, and she leaves it on after about three attempts. "So...that singing thing you did...do the others know you can do that" he asks. "Yeah, but I can't really show them it." She admits,
"If I did...they'd die." She says looking up at them. "Wow. Does anything trigger it? Like, strong emotion triggers my blood thirst." He asks. "No. It just...happens when I sing." she explains. They walk up the a steps and Maris, Nissa, Hex, and Gharlotte-lastly- like worried mothers waiting up for a daughter that they're glad is home.
Above the rabid questioning Maris catches Coavin's eye, and mouths "Where was she?" He responds with a look as if he should have checked there in the first place, and mouths back "The cemetery." "What happened to her?" Maris mouths-because even though Selene's tears have dried, and any other signs of crying are gone, Maris can tell. Coavin simply shrugs.....
