Usual Disclaimer: Iown none of these character except for Diondre, who is copywrited and published.
Chapter note: Once again, rather boring, but it gets us a little more into the plot. Chapter three will be up soon, possibly today. Read and Review please, it would be much appreciated, as is suggestions.
I had been to the school before, so the halls were vaguely familiar. But the amounts of humans crammed into one small space never failed to unnever me.
"You can use my locker," Prince Jake stated. Rachel had also "outfitted" me with a backpack, as though I would be attended school regularly. I placed it in the small locker next to his as Cassie shoved an extra book at me.
"So, Phillip's back," Marco said and winked at me. "Here to pick up chicks?"
"I am here to learn, I am correct in assuming this is an educational institution?" I replied.
"Well, thats the secondary purpose, information is just a side benefit if you feel like putting forth the effort. I decided that I am going to get you a girl," he said with a grin.
"Why would I want a girl of your kind?" I asked, hoping that it was encoded so as to not sound strange to the ears around.
"Well, your "Andy" girl didn't seem to be much of a prize, so I think its time to move on," Marco said.
Once again, his insensitivity failed to amaze me. "That was rather unnecesary," I said lowly, painfully remembering Estrid.
"Ah, c'mon, we have a fine selection if you know where to look," Marco said, not catching my wish for him to drop the subject. "Take a look around, which would you like?"
I briefly glanced up just to humor him, mostly looking for the classroom, but didn't know which. Then, I glanced up again, and couldn't move my eyes. I was amazed to find, that Marco was right.
"Ah," he said, following my gaze and patting my shoulder. "Fine choice. I was going to stake a claim to her as mine, but since you are my depressed friend, you get first whack."
She was much shorter than most of the humans, even shorter than Cassie I would dare say, and very thin. She was unlike any other though, or any other human I had seen, perhaps she was of a different "race." Her hair was blond, but paler than Rachels, almost white, curly, cut just above the shoulder. And her skin, pale and flawless as well. But it was her eyes that arrested me...large, and deep deep brown, black. She seemed to move with fluid grace amoung the shuffling students, probably just her small size, but she seemed etheral, untouched by the others, some of whom also gave appreciative glances.
She was absolutely beautiful
"What is she called?" I asked, still looking at her.
"Diondre, isn't that a fun name?" Marco said, slightly sarchastically, but appreciative just the same.
"Don't stare," Cassie said and smacked me on the arm lightly. I quickly turned away and began fiddling with Jake's lock. Suddenly, I grew apprehensive as she approached, and adrenaline began to course through my veins, very very unsettling.
"Hey, Dion," Rachel said. The adrenaline spiked again and I began to feel very very hot, I hoped I didn't show outward signs of it. It seemed clear that she was friendly with the Diondre creature, it made me excited and nervous at the same time.
"Hello, Rachel," she said in a beautiful, cool voice. "I apologize I did not get the chance to call you about the homework, I was busy last night."
"No problem, I had Marco do it," she said and laughed at Marco's face. I didn't know how he could keep his composure in the presence of this gorgeous human. "This is Phillip, mine and Jake's cousin," she said and stopped aside. I looked up, and Marco would later tell me I had the "deer in headlights" look.
Whatever that means, Diondre didn't seem to mind. "Phillip," she said and took my hand in hers. I weakly shook it, growing hot again at he touch. "Going to stay long?"
"Well, he moved into the area, but isn't quite sure what school he will be attending," Prince Jake said.
"He can talk, ya know," Marco said and nudged me in the back.
"Y-Yes, I may be attending," I said, trying not to stutter. She smiled at me, an also perfect smile, and I smiled back at her. I suddenly cared very much about what clothes I was wearing...I would have to have a talk with Rachel about that.
"Its time to go to class," Cassie said bluntly and grabbed me and pulled me away from her. I resisted.
"We'll see you at lunch," Rachel said and waved.
"Ok, bye Philip, nice to meet you," she said and walked away.
"She isn't coming with us?" I asked dissapointed as Cassie dragged me.
"Its ok, you will see her plenty later," Marco said, laughing at me And indeed, the bell just rang, stating we were late. But the teacher didn't seem to mind when we strode in. I sat behind Rachel and beside Marco. Jake and Cassie, as normal, sat together.
"When did she come here? Have you been familiar with her for long?" I asked, poking Rachel in the back.
"She's been here about a week," she said, smiling knowingly. She winked at Marco.
"Ax has a cruuuuuuuuush," Marco said annoyingly.
"Phillip can do better," Cassie said sternly. She seemed to have a problem with Diondre. I could understand how she would be jealous, especially if Rachel had gained a new friend.
"She's just mad because Jake was looking at her," Marco suggested.
"Is not," Cassie said and threw him a "death glare," as did Jake who seemed to mouth the words "shut up, smucker."
Although, I don't read lips very well, human speech is very dependent on sound.
"Class is in session," the instructor said irritatedly. I sat forward, with a million questions in mymind, as well as a strange, hppeful, euphoric feeling. Unfortuneatly, it made class, history at this point, a very very difficult thing to focus on. I drew random pictures in the notebook with the pencil that Jake had given me, and I was reprimanded by the instructor, which was rather embarassing but I didn't care.
I liked her.