Freak
By: Raven
The girl was about 5 feet high. She was not what people would consider pretty, but she still got plenty of hopeful boys hanging around her. She had waist-length black hair with blood red streaks. She usually had a melancholy feel about her, and she was usually downcast.
The thing was, strange things happened around her.
So people though she was a freak.
Her name was Laura. When you talked to her, she was nice, but answered with her head down at the ground. She did not talk a lot, but she was nice.
Yusuke frowned; puzzled at this new case Koenma had given him. He told her a female demon had taken residence in his school. Thing was, she blended in perfectly. Many people caused accidents, a few other girls just like Laura. So narrowing them down was tough. Yusuke, however, was feeling quiet sorry for Laura. Many people, especially girls, picked on her. Laura did not do anything. She just kept it all in herself. Keeping it to herself.
Yusuke kicked at a can, and then looked up moodily at the sky. He looked around, and saw Laura, being kicked, again, by several girls. Most of them were preps, popular people who regarded others below them.
However, today, Laura, actually feebly tried to fight back. The girls laughed.
"Oooh, look, the freak is actually fighting. What you going to do? Hit us with cotton balls?" Then she kicked at Laura in the stomach. The girl was Kohaku. She was the leader of that particular group of girls. Laura whimpered, clutching at her stomach. The girls left. Yusuke rushed forward, wanting to help the poor girl.
"Hey."
"What, what do you want with a freak?" She hissed vehemently. Bright blue-green eyes, darkened considerably, and narrowed at Yusuke's brown ones. Yusuke, himself, flinched.
"No, no. I want to help!" He said earnestly.
"I don't care. I can take care of myself. I don't need help. I don't need a friend." Laura got up, and then walked off, a trail of blood marking where she was. The blood sparkled silver, and then returned to its normal red hue. Yusuke stared after Laura, limping along to class. 'What a strange girl…' He thought. 'But…everybody needs friends…'
'If only I could help her…'
'If only…'
(End)
Well, I finished the first chappie to a new story. Don't worry its short. Only about…oh, five or six chapters long.
