Well here's chapter 4 enjoy! p.s I don't own H.O.N.
Stark
"Zoey! Zoey!" I kept yelling. Her limp body and slow breathing didn't give me much hope that she was ever going to wake up. The only hope was when her eyes slowly started to open, and she tried to talk.
"S-S-Stark," she stuttered out questioningly.
"Yes, I'm right here," I answered back while holding her close. This was the second time I had to catch her from crashing onto the ground.
"N-Nyx," She went on to say.
"Sshh, calm down, you're okay," I comforted her while rocking back and forth with her tightly holding onto me.
"Stark, bring her to my desk" Neferet told me across the room. I was still amazed how big this place really was; let alone how big her office was and how calm she stood through it all. I hated how easily I let my guard down around Neferet. It was easier than I wanted it to be.
Without a response, I stand up.
Still carrying Zoey, her voice stopped me. "No, I can walk. Put me down, I must weigh a ton," she complained.
"Zoey, you feel like a feather." I said, chuckling and shaking my head.
"Oh," she replied, blushing. Slowly leaning into my chest, she then said "Okay." Relaxed in my grip, Zoey rested her head against my shoulder .
For a few seconds, Neferet just stared at Zoey as if she were a puzzle, a riddle that needed to be figured out. I couldn't tell if it annoyed Neferet or if it was just something entirely different; something that was more on the dark and sadistic side.
As if deciding something she then said "Zoey, you are a very unusual case. You are a fledgling that has been marked. Yet you bare tattoos which extend farther than any vampyre in our history, to the point where your markings flow down your chin and neck." Neferet explained
Before she could say anything else I interrupted, "How is that she's still a fledgling, yet she has a full Mark?"
She grazed her eyes in my direction for a few moments. There was a look in her moss-green eyes that I couldn't place. "Intriguing question, but isn't the answer quite obvious Stark?" Before I could even respond, Neferet continued. "She has been chosen by Nyx."
Placing her attention back on Zoey as if I had never interrupted her, she continued on with her explanation. "Although you have your full Markings Zoey, you know practically nothing about vampyres, so you will be enrolled in classes with the other fledglings who are fourth formers."
Neferet then asked her "Would that be okay with you?"
"Uh, sure, I guess. Whatever you think's best." She replied, without moving her head from my shoulder. By this point Zoey was kind of out of it and wasn't even really paying attention to Neferet anymore. Occasionally, I caught her glancing at me, so I would do something stupid like raise my eyebrows or make stupid face when Neferet was busy with papers or wasn't looking. Zoey would quickly look down, and try to hide her smile.
Because of Zoey's indifference, annoyance and curiosity flash through Neferet's features. Yet, just as soon as it came, her annoyance left and again it was replaced with what I knew was a misleading smile. "You really are an unusual case, see normally newly marked fledglings are enrolled as third formers. However, as I said before, you are different than other students."
With her mocking, motherly tone she went on. "It truly does amaze me. You haven't completed the change, yet you have received the markings of an adult vampyre. I can already tell that you have a bright future ahead of you. Seeing as how exhausted you must be, I'll have Stark show you to your room. You're roommates will be able to explain your schedule to you if you have any questions. Welcome to the House of Night, Zoey Redbird." Smiling, she then went back to her work. I quickly grabbed the folder Neferet put together. Her eyes never left Zoey until the door was closed, shielding us from her gaze. It irritated me how she kept looking at Zoey like she was some damn experiment.
"Well let's go then," I said, walking from the room with Zoey still in my arms.
Smiling, she said "Well it's not like I really have a choice. And is she always that weird?" I smirked since people were generally intimidated by Neferet. Neferet's going to have a hard time when it comes to her fake crap with Zoey. She slung her arms around my shoulders, and turned so she was facing toward me, but I was still carrying her bridal style. Swiping the folder from my hands, she started flipping through it.
Once we walked into the main halls, I heard a familiar Okie twang. "Well looky here, Stark's got himself a girlfriend!" Stevie Rae called out, making me and Zoey both instantly turn scarlet. Crap!
"Well, well, well Stark, who's the lucky girl?" I heard Damian ask, and then I heard the Twins chime in with an, "It's about time!"
With a cool exterior, I simply stated the obvious. "Zoey's not my girlfriend, were nothing more than friends." Although in reality, I was conflicted with all the feelings I had for her. It hurt to hear the truth in my own words. Having her in my arms wasn't really helping that situation either. Then again I really didn't want to let her go. Man talk about conflicting feelings.
"Really? 'Cause , Ya 'know, that looks like something people who are 'more than friends' would do." Stevie Rae replied, wiggling her eyebrows at me.
"He was just helping me to my room. I was too wobbly to walk after I fainted twice in the same hour." Zoey replied, making herself look pretty fragile. It was a smart way to avoid questioning.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I-I didn't know," Stevie Rae said, looking away.
"Yeah, sorry." The Twins and Damien joined in.
"Alright, well, now I have to get Zoey to the girls' dorm." I said, while walking off towards the dorms.
"Who were they?" Zoey asked when we got kind of far away from them.
"Stevie Rae is the one with the Okie accent, she's a fourth former. Damien the guy there is a fourth former too. And the two other girls are Erin and Shaunee, also known as the Twins. Even though they look nothing alike you'll figure out why we call them twins after spending two seconds with them. Those twos are fifth formers like me. Oh there's also Jack who's also a fourth former and Damien's boyfriend, but he's helping the fencing professor, Dragon Lankford." I responded.
"So those are all your friends here?"
"Not quiet. I run in a pretty small circle. There are two more people that you need to meet in order to complete the little Scooby-Doo gang. Well, here we are."
"Here we are..." I could see a she was a still a bit nervous by all the newness of her situation.
"Did you want to you walk now? I don't mind carrying you. It's been said that I'm pretty strong." I said, smiling my signature smirk.
"Um, yeah... I'm fine. I can walk," she replied, blushing with that radiant smile of hers. Somewhat reluctantly, I put her on her feet and slide my arms from behind her knees and behind her back.
"Did you get a chance to see who your roommates are?"
"The paper said a Jane Fletcher and your friend, Stevie Rae Johnson."
"Perfect. I know exactly which room that is. After you," I said, holding the door open for her.
"Thank you," she replied while walking into the girls' common room." Just then, Stevie Rae appeared right behind us.
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