Okay, this is definitely shorter compared to the previous 2 chapters but it is longer than the first chapter by about 800 words. This might not be as good as i thought of the storyline by myself, in other words, it is not based on the book as i didn't skip right to the part where Zoey met Stark (That will be in the next chapter).
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After Zoey left, I paid even less attention-if that is even possible-to Damien's speech. I stared into space, thinking what might Aphrodite want Zoey to help her with. I glanced across the room once and saw quite a number of people looking at me, did they recognize me? Please let the answer be no…
Sometimes, I will notice the Twins checking me out and fluttering their eyelashes in the same, exact way. However, I have no feelings for either of them. I doubt I will have any special feelings for anyone-except Zoey.
Gosh. What happened to me? I wasn't like this in the past, thinking about somebody-especially a girl-every time, linking everything to her. Does this mean that I like her? As in like like her? Impossible! I only know her for like less than half-an-hour. Is she thinking about me now too? Sigh…
Finally, Damien finished his speech. I swear it lasted forever. I saw the Twins breathe a sigh of relief while Jack looked adoringly at Damien-how does he actually survive this?-and I suppose I didn't really show any emotions on my face, still absorbed in my own thoughts. Do I really like Zoey that way?
Damien looked at me, waiting for me something in response to his cats-are-very, very x 10000-wonderful-animals speech. "I still think cats suck," I shrugged. Hardly heard any of his speech, but he doesn't need to know that after wasting so much of his saliva for nothing. There is one saying: In from your left ear and out from your right. This doesn't even apply to my case as it didn't even go in.
Erin and Shaunee laughed a little at that comment while Damien looked a little annoyed-just a little-with his boyfriend still looking at him, head on his shoulders. Duch nodded his big head as if he totally agreed with my statement. Don't blame him, cats suck like hell-but I might try, try to like Nala as she is Zoey's cat.
I am really going crazy. Can vampyres or fledglings go crazy, I don't think is any according to the history books. Maybe I should ask a professor or somebody so I would know if I really am crazy or I might be the first one in centuries.
"You ready to go to your Dorm room? As far as I know, you don't have a roommate, what with Duchess being so large," Damien asked me. I nodded but didn't say anything else though I wanted to ask him what's wrong with being big. We stood up and crossed the room. I dumped the food I didn't eat-or touch, to be exact-after Zoey left, not having the appetite to eat anymore into the bin and placed the cutleries into the dishwasher and stacked the tray I used with the others on the counter.
We made our way over to the Boys' Dormitories. Like the other Houses of Nights, the first floor is the common room with a small pantry at one corner while the second story contains the room. Damien and Jack led the way up the stairs with me following and the twins tagging along after me. We came to a stop in front of a room door, along the right side of the hallway and near the back.
"Stark, this is your room," Damien told me and placing one hand out like he is presenting a gift or welcoming somebody-me-in.
"Dork," Erin and Shaunee mouthed it to him at exactly the same time. I understood further by what Zoey had meant of them being 'twins'. I saw them counting the number of room doors until it reached my, probably trying to remember which one is my room.
Damien shrugged once at the twins comment and told me, "My room is that one over there," he pointed to a door about 5 doors next to the one opposite mine, "you can look for me anytime if you need help with anything, anything at all."
I thanked him then entered my room. The vampyres have already brought my stuff in but they were still in suitcases. I unpacked my stuff-placed my books on the bookshelf, folded and placed my clothes in the wardrobe, et cetera…
After I am done with the packing, I grabbed my sweats-they are really comfortable, always a good choice for wearing to bed-and went into the bathroom to shower and change after the long day-or night, actually. Just when I am done, a knock sounded on my door. I walked over to the door, wondering who might be looking for me. Could it be Zoey? At the thought of her finding me, my heart went into hyper mode. I guess it is time to admit that I really do like her in that way, maybe I'm even falling in with her.
I mentally shook myself of my daydreams. In what world will Zoey actually like me back and look for me? I wrenched open the door to find a male fledgling standing there but he didn't say anything, just stared at me like he cannot believe something.
I found out why when he finally spoke after about a minute of looking at me. "Are you really James Stark? The famous archer that kicked everybody's butt, including the Sons of Erebus, at the track and field summer games this past year?"
So I was right before, they really did recognize me. Better to keep a cool façade. "Ye-ah, so?" I answered him, stretching the word 'yeah' into two syllabuses.
He looked kinda surprised, dazed and said, "No…nothing. Wow! You really are here… Bye."
He walked quickly-practically ran-away and I closed the door.
I realized that even though it is near impossible-no, totally impossible-that Zoey will look for me, I am still hoping. So, when it was the guy and not the exceptionally beautiful and perfect Zoey outside my room, my hopes were dashed.
I don't have anything do and I am not tired, having slept on the plane during the journey here. A thought suddenly occurred to me: why don't I walk around, familiaring myself to this new surrounding and perhaps I can find out more about Zoey… Maybe I can even ask what are 'prefects', 'council meeting' and the new 'code of conduct for the dark daughters'. I was wondering about all these before, in the dining hall when they were brought up in conversation.
I opened the door again and exited my room, walking down the stairs into the common room. There were many people in the common room, most people in front of the television while the rest were doing their homework.
I asked around and found out the information I wanted. Prefects are people who will sort of 'govern' the Dark Daughters other than the High Priestess. So, if any decision is needed to be made, they will be decided by voting. The Council is the group of Prefects with Zoey and Neferet but according to what I heard, today's Council Meeting involves more than that… I also found out the new code of conduct for the Dark Daughters. It is that the Dark Daughters and Sons have to always uphold the five ideals to set a good example for others to learn. The five ideals also represent the five elements: authentic for air, faithful for fire, wise for water, empathetic for earth and finally, sincere for spirit. Zoey came up with both the ideas of having a prefect council and the code of conduct herself. Isn't she brilliant?
Other than those information, I also found out others. Zoey had a boyfriend, Erik Night. He is that fledgling who is very good in drama, acting and they have been dating not long after she had been marked. However, they seems to have broken up after he changed.
Another thing, Zoey's best friend and roommate, Stevie Rae Johnson has died when she didn't make the change during the first Dark Daughters Ritual Zoey was leader of. Heard that she died in Zoey's arms while Zoey cried and talked to comfort her. Zoey must have felt really sad…how pitiful. Why must such a girl go through such painful things?
As I was thinking through what I had just heard, I walked to nowhere in particular. Now that I am sure that I like Zoey, should I tell her my 'secret'? Not that I will tell this to anyone I liked but I am quite sure that she will understand. I recalled back to her expression and discomfort when I has asked her about her goddess-given talent. Okay. I've decided to tell her about it, including that…incident. She will be able to empathize with me about that, I am sure as she has gone through something similar too.
Once I have made the final decision, I snapped back to the present. I was standing somewhere near the stables, in front of the archery room. Well, why not. When I made the decision to tell Zoey, thinkin back about that incident is easier-just slightly. Anyway, I have also given my word to practice to Neferet in the dining hall.
With a sigh, I went into the equipment room and took a bow and a bag of arrows and walked into the archery room with many bull's eyes far away from the standing place, not that it will make it any more difficult for me.
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