Chapter One

Now it probably sounds strange for me to say that something weird was happening. I mean, people sometimes notice it but brush it off as something else. This was too strong for me to brush off though.

One of the first clues that Christian was up to something was when he said that I should get a record deal, such a beautiful voice shouldn't go to waste. He didn't invest so much interest in my natural talents before!

I was an accomplished painter, writer, and photographer. Well, as accomplished as one can be in high school A couple of my paintings were hung in the local art museum, I had published a few short stories, received money for them. And some of my photos were in a local photography magazine.

He had never gone to the local art museum to see my paintings. He had never read any of my short stories and he had never looked at any of my photos. And yet here he was, taking a special interest in 'my voice'. Which was kind of annoying because it had only 'emerged' after I found that necklace. And yet, I put up with this for two months.

The next 'change' was the following week during class.

I was in American History, now please note that my ears had always been slightly pointy and I was often teased about them. People would frequently tug on my ears when I was trying to do my work.

Well, I felt tugs on both of my ears, thinking that someone was pulling on them I turned around expecting someone to be there but no one was; people on the other side of the room were giving me strange looks because of this. So I then thought nothing of it. That was a mistake.

I went on my normal schedule; going from class to class until I got to my last hour, P.E. I got into the gym and started warming up for a game of indoor soccer.

Another one of my habits was to put my hair up so it wouldn't get in my way. Another mistake.

Someone called out, "Hey Freak!" I was used to this sort of thing so I ignored them.

That is, until I got a soccer ball kicked at my head.

Again they called out, "I said, hey freak! What's up with your ears?!"

That got my attention. People just don't say that for no good reason, even if they are bullies. I ran into the girls bathroom.

He was right. My ears were extremely pointed. After about five minutes, I calmed down. I then realized that I could hear the people out in the gym talking about me. Not the echoes but I could actually hear them talking about me!

Oh God, I thought that I was going crazy! I could suddenly hear people talking about me in the gym!!

Little did I realize that there was another change. I would realize it later that day, walking home from school.

As I walked home from school, I was probably a mile and a half away from my house. It was pretty much a straight line from the school to my house. This is when I realized that I could see my house. Since when could any normal human being see their house from a mile and a half away?!

What I didn't know then but I was and still am, far from being normal or human.

I got home eventually. I wasn't really all that hungry but thankfully my dad wasn't home. He would have made me eat something.

I called Christian like I do everyday after school. However I noticed something...off about him when I talked to him this time. He seemed distracted.

I thought nothing of it at the time. I was too freaked out to. I just wanted to know his opinion. He didn't say too much about that though. He just kept going on and on about how I should send a demo tape in. Stupid men.

I would ask my dad about it. He is the one person I talk to when I'm freaked out, even when I'm not freaked out, no matter what.

Talk to him, I did. And freak out more than me, he did. (A/N: YODA!)

Unfortunately, he decided that I would get picked on way too much with...my elven ears, as he called them. I personally wanted to keep going to that school; I mean, the kids there would talk even more about me now that they noticed my 'elven ears' and I suddenly move. However, he wouldn't hear any of it.

The prospect of me moving, upset Christian. More like upset his 'plans'. We kept seeing each other after I had moved. This continued for, I would say, about a month and a half. Would have too, if I hadn't caught his sorry ass in bed with another girl! That's why he was so distracted that day, because of that whore! I still haven't completely forgiven them to this day.