Part 3
They were all staring at her like she was completely insane. Meegan was revelling in the attention. Gossip was probably spreading like wild fire. On a Wednesday morning she didn't see Sincerity until lunch. She couldn't wait to see the look on her sister's face.
"Is there some sort of reason for this? Or are you a pod-person?" her boyfriend Brian asked. Brian was your typical All-American blond haired, blue eyed high school sports star. His features were exquisite, like the face on a Roman coin, Hollywood handsome and completely boring. The major downside being he was human, no longer what Meegan was interested in.
"There's a reason, and I'm *not* a pod person," she answered, smirking.
"You've had a brain transplant and gone utterly insane as a result?" Brian answered, staring in disbelief.
Meegan sighed with irritation, glancing around for an escape. There wasn't anything really all that wrong with Brian, or than the fact, like Sincerity, he was just *too* perfect to be true. He had been good for her popular spoiled rich princess image. But in the Night World it was forbidden to love humans, so the sooner she got rid of him, the better. *Unless* she made him a Night Person. That might make him a little more interesting. "I just got - bored."
"The join a club or get a hobby or something. Sane people don't do this type of radical thing cause they're *bored*," Brian said, shaking his head. "You look - freaky."
Meegan smirked, baring her teeth. "That's the point."
Brian sighed as they reached his geography class. "I gotta go. See you at lunch." He darted into the classroom as if he couldn't get away from her fast enough. Meegan shook her head.
"If you're ready to play with the big kids we can always eat *him* for lunch."
Meegan turned, finding herself facing Victoria Redfern, a startlingly darkly attractive girl known for her dangerous reputation. For years she had been the twins' biggest rival. Meegan couldn't help a smirk. "It's very tempting."
"So, finally decided to join the real world?" Victoria's eyebrows rose meaningfully.
"I wasn't exactly given a choice in the matter, but yeah," Meegan replied cooly.
"Meegan!"
Meegan's eyes rolled as she heard her name called, and turned to see two of her fellow cheerleaders, waving at her. "C'mon," Victoria took her arm and led her off down the hall. "Feel like taking the rest of the day off?"
Four months ago the idea of cutting a class, let alone cutting a class with the likes of Victoria Redfern would have been like signing her own death warrant. "Oh what the hell - sure, let's get out of here."
From what Meegan remembered of her Night World history Redferns were the most powerful family of the vampire lines. Vampires, she also knew, for some unknown reason had some weird prejudice against werewolves and shapeshifters. Despite leaving herself more open to different people she wasn't sure she would consider trusting Victoria, but for the moment would see where this was going.
* * *
The rest of the morning seemed to drag by endlessly. Ginger got bored very fast. She had hoped there would be more action in this infiltration thing. Meegan Hawthorne had been in most of her morning classes, unfortunately the girl had never glanced her way even once, nor had she noticed Sam.
They knew nothing apart from the fact that the girl was annoyingly popular - and - and ordinary. Nothing that wasn't seen in a hundred high schools across the USA. Ginger was getting impatient, desperate for something to happen.
And as she was rounding a corner later in the day, something *did* happen. She didn't see Meegan coming until she knocked into the girl. The back of the other girl's hand brushed against Ginger's - and Ginger's world changed forever.
Shock filled her along with a blaze of heat and something she could only describe as *magical*. Ginger's mouth opened, but no words were coming out. The people around her were tinged with a faint pink haze, a light was dancing in front of her eyes. She blinked desperately trying to clear her vision.
"Sincerity? Sincerity, are you okay?"
The voice came through a roaring sound in Ginger's ear.
"Huh?" Another voice was speaking, but not to Ginger. "Yeah, I think so." The hand touching Ginger's moved away and the sensations came to an abrupt halt, though still leaving pink dancing dots in front of her eyes as she moved away.
The beautiful strawberry blonde in front of her was eyeing her curiously.
"Sorry," Ginger grumbled. Then turned and ran, finding the nearest bathroom.
She had known there was a possibility this might happen. Ginger heard of this type of thing all the time. People were sent off on Daybreak assignments and usually wound up finding their soulmate along the way, which usually happened to be the bad guy they had been sent after. Soulmates *always* cropped up somewhere.
Ginger had had a feeling someone would find a soulmate during this assignment. She had hoped it would be Sam, and not her. And certainly not with the *female* villain.
If Ginger had been planning (and she never had been) to fall for a girl, it certainly wouldn't be some teacher's pet by day, and serial killer by night.
Only something else was starting to bug her - the other voice that had been speaking had called the girl *Sincerity*. Sam had said the assassin's girl name was Meegan. Was she missing something here?
Ginger sighed, tugging at her long blonde hair. She was so confused.
"Are you okay? You don't look very well."
Ginger glanced over at the speaker. The voice was concerned. The girl was the strawberry-blonde's friend. Ginger had seen them together all morning. The one who had called the strawberry-blonde Sincerity.
"Uh - fine," Ginger lied, flustered. "Just a little disorientated."
"You must be new. I'm Kitty."
"Ginger." She found herself stuck on what to say next. Small talk had never really been one of the things she prided herself on. "Um, yeah, started this morning."
Then something occurred to her. The girl was playing nice. She was connected with the assassin girl, whatever her name was. Were they a double team or something? The nice best friend reeled in the victims?
So maybe this was a way Ginger could spy on the girl and figured out what the hell was going on here. "Do you know where - I have chemistry next but no idea where it is."
"Who with?" Kitty took out a compact and began powdering her nose.
"Mr. Elkhart."
Kitty glanced over at her, smiling. "Oh, me too. I'll take you."
~Isn't that convenient,~ Ginger thought as she followed Kitty out the bathroom. She did, however, get a brief moment of satisfaction seeing Sam come out a near by classroom at the look of surprise on his face as he watched her walk off with Kitty *and* the target. She waved and smirked.
"Friend of yours?" Kitty asked.
Ginger shrugged. "Sort of." ~At least something's going my way.~
* * *
They were all staring at her like she was completely insane. Meegan was revelling in the attention. Gossip was probably spreading like wild fire. On a Wednesday morning she didn't see Sincerity until lunch. She couldn't wait to see the look on her sister's face.
"Is there some sort of reason for this? Or are you a pod-person?" her boyfriend Brian asked. Brian was your typical All-American blond haired, blue eyed high school sports star. His features were exquisite, like the face on a Roman coin, Hollywood handsome and completely boring. The major downside being he was human, no longer what Meegan was interested in.
"There's a reason, and I'm *not* a pod person," she answered, smirking.
"You've had a brain transplant and gone utterly insane as a result?" Brian answered, staring in disbelief.
Meegan sighed with irritation, glancing around for an escape. There wasn't anything really all that wrong with Brian, or than the fact, like Sincerity, he was just *too* perfect to be true. He had been good for her popular spoiled rich princess image. But in the Night World it was forbidden to love humans, so the sooner she got rid of him, the better. *Unless* she made him a Night Person. That might make him a little more interesting. "I just got - bored."
"The join a club or get a hobby or something. Sane people don't do this type of radical thing cause they're *bored*," Brian said, shaking his head. "You look - freaky."
Meegan smirked, baring her teeth. "That's the point."
Brian sighed as they reached his geography class. "I gotta go. See you at lunch." He darted into the classroom as if he couldn't get away from her fast enough. Meegan shook her head.
"If you're ready to play with the big kids we can always eat *him* for lunch."
Meegan turned, finding herself facing Victoria Redfern, a startlingly darkly attractive girl known for her dangerous reputation. For years she had been the twins' biggest rival. Meegan couldn't help a smirk. "It's very tempting."
"So, finally decided to join the real world?" Victoria's eyebrows rose meaningfully.
"I wasn't exactly given a choice in the matter, but yeah," Meegan replied cooly.
"Meegan!"
Meegan's eyes rolled as she heard her name called, and turned to see two of her fellow cheerleaders, waving at her. "C'mon," Victoria took her arm and led her off down the hall. "Feel like taking the rest of the day off?"
Four months ago the idea of cutting a class, let alone cutting a class with the likes of Victoria Redfern would have been like signing her own death warrant. "Oh what the hell - sure, let's get out of here."
From what Meegan remembered of her Night World history Redferns were the most powerful family of the vampire lines. Vampires, she also knew, for some unknown reason had some weird prejudice against werewolves and shapeshifters. Despite leaving herself more open to different people she wasn't sure she would consider trusting Victoria, but for the moment would see where this was going.
* * *
The rest of the morning seemed to drag by endlessly. Ginger got bored very fast. She had hoped there would be more action in this infiltration thing. Meegan Hawthorne had been in most of her morning classes, unfortunately the girl had never glanced her way even once, nor had she noticed Sam.
They knew nothing apart from the fact that the girl was annoyingly popular - and - and ordinary. Nothing that wasn't seen in a hundred high schools across the USA. Ginger was getting impatient, desperate for something to happen.
And as she was rounding a corner later in the day, something *did* happen. She didn't see Meegan coming until she knocked into the girl. The back of the other girl's hand brushed against Ginger's - and Ginger's world changed forever.
Shock filled her along with a blaze of heat and something she could only describe as *magical*. Ginger's mouth opened, but no words were coming out. The people around her were tinged with a faint pink haze, a light was dancing in front of her eyes. She blinked desperately trying to clear her vision.
"Sincerity? Sincerity, are you okay?"
The voice came through a roaring sound in Ginger's ear.
"Huh?" Another voice was speaking, but not to Ginger. "Yeah, I think so." The hand touching Ginger's moved away and the sensations came to an abrupt halt, though still leaving pink dancing dots in front of her eyes as she moved away.
The beautiful strawberry blonde in front of her was eyeing her curiously.
"Sorry," Ginger grumbled. Then turned and ran, finding the nearest bathroom.
She had known there was a possibility this might happen. Ginger heard of this type of thing all the time. People were sent off on Daybreak assignments and usually wound up finding their soulmate along the way, which usually happened to be the bad guy they had been sent after. Soulmates *always* cropped up somewhere.
Ginger had had a feeling someone would find a soulmate during this assignment. She had hoped it would be Sam, and not her. And certainly not with the *female* villain.
If Ginger had been planning (and she never had been) to fall for a girl, it certainly wouldn't be some teacher's pet by day, and serial killer by night.
Only something else was starting to bug her - the other voice that had been speaking had called the girl *Sincerity*. Sam had said the assassin's girl name was Meegan. Was she missing something here?
Ginger sighed, tugging at her long blonde hair. She was so confused.
"Are you okay? You don't look very well."
Ginger glanced over at the speaker. The voice was concerned. The girl was the strawberry-blonde's friend. Ginger had seen them together all morning. The one who had called the strawberry-blonde Sincerity.
"Uh - fine," Ginger lied, flustered. "Just a little disorientated."
"You must be new. I'm Kitty."
"Ginger." She found herself stuck on what to say next. Small talk had never really been one of the things she prided herself on. "Um, yeah, started this morning."
Then something occurred to her. The girl was playing nice. She was connected with the assassin girl, whatever her name was. Were they a double team or something? The nice best friend reeled in the victims?
So maybe this was a way Ginger could spy on the girl and figured out what the hell was going on here. "Do you know where - I have chemistry next but no idea where it is."
"Who with?" Kitty took out a compact and began powdering her nose.
"Mr. Elkhart."
Kitty glanced over at her, smiling. "Oh, me too. I'll take you."
~Isn't that convenient,~ Ginger thought as she followed Kitty out the bathroom. She did, however, get a brief moment of satisfaction seeing Sam come out a near by classroom at the look of surprise on his face as he watched her walk off with Kitty *and* the target. She waved and smirked.
"Friend of yours?" Kitty asked.
Ginger shrugged. "Sort of." ~At least something's going my way.~
* * *