Okay me again just a quick shout out to Terriah who was the first person to
review! Thanks I love you all to bits, I'm just glad someone likes it I
guess all those science and RE lessons weren't such a waste after all (
Okay better let you get on with it then. pls r + r!
Nightworld belongs to L.J.Smith all characters are mine so pls ask if you want to use them.not that anyone in a right frame of mind would but hey it's a option.
Part 2
"Oh Goddess, not again," sighed Ebony as she heard the bell for first period ring in the distance. The bell told Ebony she was late. Again. The school slowly started to loom in front of her. " Camden is going to kill me," she groaned, thinking of her English teacher whose class she was meant to be sitting in right now, instead of running down the towns empty streets. She quickly ran up the huge white stone steps and down the empty echoing hallways. She paused as the stained oak door of her English class came into view, looking though the narrow pane of glass she looked at the unusually still and silent class. As she pushed open the door every face in the class turned her way.
"Sorry I'm late." Ebony stopped as she looked up at Mr Camden. Besides him stood Mr Davies, the principle, tall and balding in a crisp smoke grey suite but it wasn't him that stopped her. Next to him was a boy of her own age. He was tall, almost as tall as the balding principle. His eyes were a pale blue that seemed to flash silver in the light. A small smile played at the edges of his unusual blood red lips when he saw her.
"Vampire," she muttered to herself, her mind trying to throw up barriers to stoop him getting inside her head.
/Witch/ came a clear, taunting but slightly musical voice in her head. Too late. Looking up at him she could see his smile turn deadly. She shot a look of daggers at him before realising that everyone in the class was still staring at her. Ebony stalked across the room to her seat next to her best friend Carla Penry. Carla had only found out found out that she was a witch a few weeks ago and was still trying to cope with the Night World and everything it brought with it.
"Hi," mumbled Ebony as she slid into her seat. Carla stopped playing with her black dahlia pin and turned to look at her.
"Hi. Cute isn't he," said Carla, noticing that here best friends gaze hadn't left the new guy standing next to the principle.
"Mmmm, I guess so. But then again he is a Nightworlder. What's his name," asked Ebony.
"Umm, I think its Blake something or other. So do you think I'll have a chance with him or are you going after him yourself Eb. You can't deny he's not cute can you? And what a bod." Carla didn't wait for an answer but instead she turned back to look again at the new arrival. Ebony's mind numb with shock. 'Blake Redfern, oh Goddess no please let it be anyone but him.' At the same time she turned to Chrissie, one of her human friends.
"Chris, what's his surname do you know?"
" Redfern, I think. Why?"
" No reason. I just didn't catch it at the beginning of the class." Turning back she remembered all the things she'd heard about him. The stories, the games he liked to play. She made a silent prayer. 'Goddess protect us all from his evil.'
Okay better let you get on with it then. pls r + r!
Nightworld belongs to L.J.Smith all characters are mine so pls ask if you want to use them.not that anyone in a right frame of mind would but hey it's a option.
Part 2
"Oh Goddess, not again," sighed Ebony as she heard the bell for first period ring in the distance. The bell told Ebony she was late. Again. The school slowly started to loom in front of her. " Camden is going to kill me," she groaned, thinking of her English teacher whose class she was meant to be sitting in right now, instead of running down the towns empty streets. She quickly ran up the huge white stone steps and down the empty echoing hallways. She paused as the stained oak door of her English class came into view, looking though the narrow pane of glass she looked at the unusually still and silent class. As she pushed open the door every face in the class turned her way.
"Sorry I'm late." Ebony stopped as she looked up at Mr Camden. Besides him stood Mr Davies, the principle, tall and balding in a crisp smoke grey suite but it wasn't him that stopped her. Next to him was a boy of her own age. He was tall, almost as tall as the balding principle. His eyes were a pale blue that seemed to flash silver in the light. A small smile played at the edges of his unusual blood red lips when he saw her.
"Vampire," she muttered to herself, her mind trying to throw up barriers to stoop him getting inside her head.
/Witch/ came a clear, taunting but slightly musical voice in her head. Too late. Looking up at him she could see his smile turn deadly. She shot a look of daggers at him before realising that everyone in the class was still staring at her. Ebony stalked across the room to her seat next to her best friend Carla Penry. Carla had only found out found out that she was a witch a few weeks ago and was still trying to cope with the Night World and everything it brought with it.
"Hi," mumbled Ebony as she slid into her seat. Carla stopped playing with her black dahlia pin and turned to look at her.
"Hi. Cute isn't he," said Carla, noticing that here best friends gaze hadn't left the new guy standing next to the principle.
"Mmmm, I guess so. But then again he is a Nightworlder. What's his name," asked Ebony.
"Umm, I think its Blake something or other. So do you think I'll have a chance with him or are you going after him yourself Eb. You can't deny he's not cute can you? And what a bod." Carla didn't wait for an answer but instead she turned back to look again at the new arrival. Ebony's mind numb with shock. 'Blake Redfern, oh Goddess no please let it be anyone but him.' At the same time she turned to Chrissie, one of her human friends.
"Chris, what's his surname do you know?"
" Redfern, I think. Why?"
" No reason. I just didn't catch it at the beginning of the class." Turning back she remembered all the things she'd heard about him. The stories, the games he liked to play. She made a silent prayer. 'Goddess protect us all from his evil.'