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Not For Him

"She'll never love you. She is just a fling, another notch on your bed, just like all the rest! Give her up now, make her leave." A boy, probably no older than sixteen stood, towering over him, the boys' eyes' gleaming, black as night.

"No! She said herself she loves me! And I love her; she's not like the others! Leave her out of this, she has nothing to do with this!" The boy the sixteen was hovering over yelled, blonde hair in rivets, fanning under his head. The sixteen's hand closing even more around his throat, cutting off the circulation, the airflow waning.

"No, then why didn't she tell you her mother's addiction was worse. She didn't tell you that her mother was smoking her lungs away, did she? Shouldn't you be worried she's keeping even more secrets from you?" The hovering sixteen year old retorted, leaning down, closer to the suffocating blonde's face, and suddenly, the face changed, becoming older, more mature, a few extra wrinkles, eye bags sagging, and hair getting gray.

"Give up! Hand over the powers, it's not like she'll even welcome it! She'll be repulsed by it, and all your witchiness!" The hovering boy yelled, gripping the blonde's neck even tighter, stopping any blood currents and airflow, the blonde's eyes watering thinking, 'Good-bye, Hailey,' eye's closing, the blonde started saying, "I will you-"

Suddenly, Reid bolted up in his bed, sweat in beads running down his face, and breaths coming out in wheezes. He reached up, with shaky hands, and wiped the water off his face, then taking a hand through his sweat-ridden hair.

Walking out of his dorm, Reid walked to the bathrooms, spreading warm water onto his face, before looking up to the mirrors.

Untying the black stilettos, Hailey took off her left boot, before reaching for her right boot, working on that boot.

'Damn,' Hailey thought, 'I need to get to bed! Damn, it's going to be so fucking hard to get up later, and I need to get some stuff for Mom.'

After getting off her stilettos, Hailey started working on getting off her midriff, the navy blue blending with the carpet once hitting the floor. Reaching for a white fluffy towel, and wrapping it around her bodice, Hailey headed to the showers.

Turning the water temperature to cold, Hailey went to wash out the grape smelling shampoo. Once washing her hair once more, Hailey turned off the water, and reached for a towel.

Closing the door behind her, Hailey walked to the sink, and proceeded to brush her teeth. As brushing, she felt a chill crawl up her spine. 'Just the wind, nothing more,' she thought, and continued to brush her teeth. Spitting, Hailey looked back into the mirror, just as a light bulb shattered, shards flying, narrowly missing her by a mere inch.

As it shattered, the screamed, turning rapidly to see what caused the light bulb to shatter. Finally finding strength to move, Hailey took a step forward, her left foot stepping, before realizing what exactly she'd stepped onto. "Ow, damn it! Just my fucking luck!"

Unfortunately for Hailey, she'd stepped onto a shard of the light bulb.

Looking at her foot, the piece was itself only a few centimeters in length, but the cut itself was bigger, for some odd reason. Blood was gushing. Okay, not really gushing, but it was coming out very rapidly. Reaching for a piece of her towel, Hailey ripped off a piece of her fluffy towel to wrap around her foot. She thought, 'Damn it, and this was my favorite towel! Stupid fucking light bulb! Shit, it hurts!'

Limping back to her room, Hailey went to find tweezers, only to come up empty handed. "Just my fucking luck!" she yelled, throwing one of her many pillows across the room in frustration. Jumping into bed, hissing when her left foot touched the mattress, Hailey decided just to sleep, completely forgetting about her wet hair and moment of unclothliness.

Waking up a mere hours later, Hailey went to work on finding what clothes to where. Of course, having an injured foot has disadvantages, and anytime Hailey stepped onto her left foot, she yelled profanities to the heavens.

"Hey, Sarah, wanna come with me to see if Hailey wants to come Dorm Supply hunting?" Kate asked Sarah, Sarah already up and ready for the day.

"Sure, I need to ask Reid some things anyways, and their dorms are closer together," Sarah replied, thinking, 'Maybe I should've worded that differently… I barely know Hailey, but that still doesn't mean she isn't one of my friends! Kate really was right when I first came here. That reminds me I need to talk to Caleb,'

Arriving at Hailey's dorm, they heard screaming, and profanities, and Kate and Sarah became frightened, thinking of the possibilities of what could be happening.

At that same time, Reid came walking down the hallway, intending on heading to Pogue's apartment. Instead, as he was passing Hailey's dorm, he noticed two frightened girls, just staring at the door, as screaming and profanities came from out of the door.

"Well, I never knew Hailey had such a naughty mouth, it's definitely a turn on," Reid said, a cocky grin in the place of his curious glance.

"Please, anything with two legs and boobs turn you on, you ass!" Sarah said, out of her stupor, not even glancing at Reid. Kate, also out of her stupor, walked towards Hailey's dorm room, and knocked.

All three of them held their breath and eyes were locked onto the doorknob as it turned, and swung open to a disheveled looking Hailey. "Yes," she asked, putting on a fake smile as she leaned off of her left foot, trying to smooth her hair that was wet. "Uh, we were just wondering whether you would like to go to town with us, we're going to get supplies for our dorm, are you bleeding?" Kate asked, glancing down at the badly covered left foot of Hailey. "Yeah, I accidentally cut my foot on a piece of a light bulb that shattered in the bathroom, it's okay." Hailey replied, not catching Sarah and Reid's eyes widening at the mention of how she cut her foot.

"Well, maybe you should let the infirmary look at it," Sarah piped up, barely glancing back at Reid, storing away this information of what happened in her, 'Ask and Talk to Caleb About,' file system.

"Yeah, I might, but- Reid why the fuck are you staring into my room, you're never getting in," Hailey replied, catching Reid looking at all the pictures and posters on her walls.

"Nothing, I just never knew you had a thing for Japanese males, especially with fake blonde hair. I mean you could-" but Reid never got to finish that question, because Hailey had thrown a small pebble from her collection she'd started at him, hitting him right on the nose. "Ow," he yelled, clutching his now red nose.

"Oh please, Rudolph, I didn't hit your nose that hard, and these Japanese guys have better hair than you'll ever have!" Hailey retorted, limping to go pick up the pebble she threw at Reid.

Walking back into her dorm, she said, "The girls are welcome, but the pig must leave. Good-bye Reid," and closed the door right in Reid's face.

Laughing, Pogue went back to working on his bike. "I'm giving her props. Of course, any girl who disses you gets my props, but she's got all my good cookies."

"You fucking pussy, it's not funny! Anyways, I had this dream," Reid retorted, but was once again cut off by Pogue, "Yes, Reid, those dreams make the part of the male anatomy become happy, it's perfectly normal,"

"You know what, Pogue, keep interrupting me, and you'll be fucking pissing like a god damned girl!" Reid yelled, pushing the mechanics chair out from under him, shooting up, eyes gleaming black, as Pogue just stared at him with a bored expression.

"You really need to learn to control that anger of yours. Sometimes people joke around, it's called sarcasm, Reid," Pogue replied, before going back to airing his front bike tire. "So," Pogue piped up, "tell me about this dream."