Kim's POV:
The rain slides down the window as tears slide down my cheeks. I feel a pair of brown eyes studying me closely. I look away from my dsi to see a boy younger than my father. His gray shirt is scattered with drops of blood still trying to dry. His skinny jeans have claw rips. Blood bleeds from his right calf and his left thigh.
He stays hidden in the shadows interested in me. Putting my dsi a side I slip out of my seat belt. I slide to the window by the boy. I press my face against the glass. He is a vampire, not sure if he wants to be or not. His real family died long ago with his spirit. My mom has always told me when I see a vampire run. I have disagreed.
I think vampires just want to be vampire for a while but then they realize vampires are soulless. He takes a few steps forward startling me. It looked like he was going to vanish with the sun. He presses his face against the window with mine. I make my eyes turn blue. My mom said you should approach a vampire slowly, when you make your eyes your color that means your friends. As my mom told me. He blinks making his eyes black as the shadows. I take in his details with every second. He looks at me too taking in all the details I have.
Something in the sky catches my attention. Bird like creatures fly around in the storm clouds disappearing above them. One bird stays behind watching something in my direction. The bird has long black hair with medium sized wings. She gives me a look my mom gave to me when I did something bad. My dad told me it's scolding. Jack gets my attention again. I whisper to him don't be like the others. Before he answers – I could have sworn he answered when this actually happened- he fades away with everything else. It leaves me alone in a black hole. My clothes change without me actually changing into the clothes I had on the day I met Jack.
~Enchanted
I see myself walking out of the gym with my damn hat with ears sticking out floppily. They hang out on the sides of my hat looking stupid. Why didn't anyone tell me that? I lean against the wall flopping my head back and forth making ears do the same. The rusted old truck engine cuts off in the parking lot. I feel like if I haven't stayed right there I wouldn't have met Jack. Across from me Jack walks down the hall like a bad boy even though he's not. He doesn't see me? I wave my hand in front of his face confused as he walks. Weird. He doesn't look comfortable doing this. Like meeting me is what I am saying. Is this all planned from his dad to meet me? And kill me? I scream as loud as I can but my clone nor does anybody else react.
"ARGH!"
That's me screaming.
"Hey where's the gym?"
He says whipping the clunk of hair out of his face.
"Don't you go here?"
That came out like I'm annoyed with his presence. He looks surprised I said that.
"No….I'm going here this November. I'm in the band."
He says showing my clone his ax shaped guitar.
"I bet your parents are elated of joy."
My clone snickers. I just realized that it sounds like my dog-Scott- coughing up that rat he threw up yesterday.
"Look I'm not trying to be rude….."
He says adjusting his plaid shirt to his shoulder.
"You sure are acting like it."
My clone mumbles. Now I feel like a piece of shit…again. He rolls his eyes at me.
"I'll find the gym myself."
He walks past me leaving me and my clone making me feel bad….again.
"Hey."
I turn around with my clone. The boy-Jack- is standing there with the tiniest smirk on his face.
"What?"
He looks through me to look at my clone up and down.
"Nice ass bitch."
My mouth drops open with my clones. He walks back ward into the gym with his smirk. My lone twirls her bunny ear around her finger thinking. She gasps and dashes into the gym holding her blown up plastic sword me and Cat got at Dollar General for 2 bucks. Since we didn't have two bucks I hid it in my green backpack so the people around us won't except we were stealing. Everything fades away again.
"Why can't I just wake up?!"
I scream making my throat hurt. I go again to sceneries after scenery about all of this monster stuff, Jack and me, and my dad and mom. I finally get to this scenery that is familiar but I forgot when it happened. Wait. I do know. In Garret's backyard when I was 9 and Garret was 9 going onto 10 in 6 months.
Jack's POV:
"Hey where are the paper towels?"
I say from the upstairs bathroom in Cat's enormous house. I could've sworn I heard my voice echo.
"Amazing."
I say to myself.
"In the third door to your right!"
She yells. I look left. 5 doors. I look right. 7 doors.
"Which right?"
"Why don't you guess?"
Jerry yells.
"Ok!"
I yell back. I open the third door to my right. Oh there they are. Grabbing 6 rolls of paper towels I speed down the stairs using my powers.
"Here," I give Cat two, Jerry two, and me two. "I'll clean Kim up."
Jerry snickers.
"Okay I'll get the foyer."
He says still snickering.
"What is so funny?"
Cat asks.
"I don't know"
His snickering lowers down.
"It's funny Cat because he has x-ray vision he he'll-"
He whispers something into Cat's ear. She nods slowly but looks at me disgusted.
"You prev!"
She hits me on the shoulder. It didn't hurt but I'm not a pervert.
"I'm not a prev."
"Well Jerry said you're going to through Kim's bra so….that's a prev."
I narrow my eyes at Jerry.
"What?"
I growl. I won't do anything like that. I think. What like I can help my x-ray vision. I can barely keep up that I am the vampire king. I pretty sure that's a bunch of shit but back on topic. I can't help my x-ray vision.
Yes you can dumbass.
Stupid voice.
"My bad bro, I'll go clean up the foyer."
He runs away scared with the two rolls of paper towels
"I'll help him."
Cat runs after Jerry. Scoffing I pick Kim up bridle style with the paper towels under my right arm. The chilly wind hits me as I walk outside. I laid down towels on the deck so blood won't get everywhere. I set her down on towels after I close the door behind me. I hesitate to roll up her shirt. Will she care if I see her bra? Shrugging I roll up her shirt to reveal a blue and purple zebra striped bra. Between her rib bones are my claw holes in her stomach. Dried blood cover the rims of the holes making them look like a black hole. Four on each side.
"Oh….shit."
Kim's POV:
The sun starts to set behind the horizon just as we lay down in the grass. I get a crazy, wild, unexplainable idea.
"Hey Garret?"
"Yup?"
He says clinking open a Mountain Dew he stole from his dad. That's one reason I like him, for stealing things.
"I want to run away."
I say unhesitant.
"What?"
He says almost drop his mountain dew all over us.
"Why?"
He says whipping his mouth.
"My mom's death has been making my dad get drunk and….doing some bad things, so I thought. Why no run away with you."
"We won't make it."
He says unsure.
"But the point is Garret, we can be whoever we want to be and do whatever we want to do. You know our parents don't care about us."
"I do it's just….."
He looks away from me at a star our something.
"….I couldn't make it."
He says sadly.
"Why not? You're almost equally strong, fast and athletic as I am. And that's hard for some people."
"I'm not though. I can't play any sports, I'm not fast, and my arms and legs are like tooth picks."
He says pouring his drink at the fence making it look like an old man's face. We used to make pictures with drinks on his fence but his dad and mom made us clean it if we did.
"Alright whatever."
"We can but-"
"Stop buting,"
I say strictly like one of our teachers Ms. Hobbs.
"It was just a crazy, stupid, unexplainable idea. Let's forget about it."
"But Kim-"
"I'm going home."
"Why?"
"I can."
I spat. Spitting my Sprite all over the fence. His dad's strict, stern comes out from behind us.
"Hey get off my property!"
That made me jump the fence and over into my backyard.
~Months ago
Now I'm where I as a tomboy with no life, all my friends were boys except for Cat and Taylor-not so much Taylor- and I had a gigantic crush on Garret.
The summer wind whips my hair over my shoulders as me and Garret chuck rocks down the hill.
"We could do it you know."
He chucks a rock at a frog. Bull's-eye.
"Do what?"
I say chucking a rock at a fish. Miss.
"Damn it."
I mutter not loud enough for Garret to hear.
"Take off, live on our own. Like you said back in fifth grade."
"Oh…..yeah."
I say chucking a rock at a bird. Miss again.
"You want to?"
He says drawing a football in the dirt with his pinkie.
"Want to what?"
I say kick dirt into the water.
"Stop playing with me Crawford. You're the one who made up the crazy, stupid, unexplainable idea."
He says crossing out the football with an X.
"I was 9 and stupid. I got all F's and D's on my tests and report cards. I was a blonde idiot."
"It wasn't that stupid you know. I know for sure now that my parents don't care about me. How about your dad?"
Silence.
"He doesn't give a shit."
I say snapping a stick in half.
"So can we run away?"
"We wouldn't make it five miles across the California border Garret."
He gets up slipping his shoes back on.
"Well the offer stands until we die."
"Nice deal."
I say sarcastically.
"I know."
That's the first clue I got about him starting to like me. I ignored it of course.
Maybe I should take that offer. That's when I feel cold, soft lips on mine making me feel dizzy, shaking the offer out of my head.
"The offer stands until we die." He said.