3. Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow.
As Kaleb and I got settled into our 1st period class. He took the empty seat next to me. I could barely concentrate on what Mr. Monroe was lecturing us on. Mr. Monroe is short and somewhat chunky. His hair is thinning and let's face it, his hairline has receded a few inches just in this past year. It looks as if his hairline is smiling. His eyes are brown oddly because he has pale blonde hair thats turning gray. I suppose he's in his late 40's.
Mr. Monroe is a good English teacher however. I do enjoy hearing Shakespeare and we are discussing the classic, star-crossed lovers, Romeo & Juliet. Being the vampire I am, I took notes and looked at Kaleb with my perfect periphial vision. I seen him slide a folded up piece of paper beside me, a note perhaps. I took the piece of paper and opened it. Such strange feelings this mere human boy is bringing out in me!
Oh, Im not complaining though because a part of me, okay the vast majority of myself enjoys these almost human feelings he stirs within me. So my assumption was right, Kaleb had written me a note. I had to make myself remember to try and read it slowly. Its so hard to remember to keep up a human charade around him. Kaleb's note said;
I'm sure such a beautiful woman as yourself is already taken, I presume. I hope it's not too forward of me to ask. I don't mean to pry but I am very curious about you.
I smiled at what he wrote, thinking how odd it is for me to be happy that he's interested in me. I know exactly what my parents would think of my being with a human, well everyone rebels at some point. It was at that moment that I realized the pull I felt this morning must have been coming from him somehow! Can this day get any more confusing? I thought. The split second it took me to realize all of these things was too quick for him to notice my pause in replying back to his note. I wrote;
You are really very sweet. But no, I'm single. And you aren't prying, I don't mind . I'm curious myself as to you. Are you enjoying Greenville so far? How old are you?
As Kaleb read my reply, he beemed;
I'm enjoying myself here very much, even more now that I know you are available. I'm eighteen actually. My brother Gabriel and my older cousin Shawn are twenty-three, they just started community college and live near there. I live with my father who just turned fourty last october and my younger cousin Jackson who is sixteen and is a junior here. Please don't feel obligated to do so but would you like to see a movie with me tonight?
I smiled, then looked at him and nodded. Mr. Monroe was assigning partners to act out a skit of Romeo and Juliet in the front of the classroom. Kaleb and I were partners. I couldn't help but feel proud of the fact that Kaleb was interested in me, when all of the other girls in the class were obviously reacting to him the same as myself. I memorized my lines in about a sixth of a second. I looked at noone but Kaleb and said, "Oh Romeo, Romeo, Where For Art Thou Romeo? deny thy father and refuse thy name; for if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love and I'll no longer be a Capulet." Kaleb looked over his lines, gazed so deeply into my eyes the room could've caught fire. He whispered to me, "Shall I hear more, or shall I speak?"
As we gazed into one anothers eyes, It seemed to me that he was more than human. I shrugged it off as my imagination running wild. But still, there was something there. All through that first day, we kept stealing glances at one another. I sat with him at lunch, not eating of course. Almost every girl in the cafeteria was looking at him, then looking at me with fierce jealousy. Good, I thought, I'd like to see one of them try something. But his attention was only on me, which of course made them even more envious. When school was over he walked me to my car and I gave him directions to my home and we decided he should pick me up at 8 o'clock this evening. He took my hand in his, curled my fingers around his and kissed the top of my hand and then said; "Parting is such sweet sorrow." Wow, his heart was really racing. And at that same moment something was going on with myself as well. I got into my car and headed home as he left for his own car. He had a 2010 black Dodge Charger, and i'm really not too big on cars but I have to admit it was nice!
4. Kaleb's Story.
My name is Kaleb Walker. I met a more than beautiful girl today. Words cannot express just how irresistably beautiful Cordelia Carrington is. It's funny, I felt and sensed something drawing me, pulling me to the very spot where I ran into her. As if I were a piece of metal being drawn to a magnet. Her wavy brown hair glistens without sunlight. Her eyes are mysterious and dark with a hint Violet, like the dawn breaking across the sky. Her skin was pale white. And when I touched her skin it was as cold as a piece of ice. Touching her sent a shiver down my spine in the very best of ways. There's just something about her. Not frightening but interesting. I feel as if I've known her my whole life even though we just met. I wonder if she'd still be interested in me if she knew the real me. Ha! she'd probably run away screaming. But maybe, just maybe she'd understand. I can't believe she's going to the movies with me. I'm not an ordinary human, I'm a werewolve. I'm fuzzy with deep brown fur and pure silver eyes. Silver, Funny Huh? My family descends from a long line of werewolves. Originally from Romania. My brother, and two cousins are also werewolves. My father Vincent, gave up his wolf side after my mom left. I'm ordinarily 6ft tall, My family and I had to move from North Carolina because my older cousin Shawn accidently killed his girlfriend. It was when the change from man to wolf first happened for him when he was twenty. He had gotten angry over a guy friend of hers and the wolve inside of him raged. A battle within. So my family has been fleeding every since and its safe for us now to settle down once again.
Shawn and my older brother Gabriel (Gabe) are the same age and attending Greenville Technical College together. They live in apartments somewhat near the college. Shawn is about 6'5" tall, black hair and green eyes. Except when he changes his eyes are gray and his fur black. Gabe on the other hand is 6'4" tall. He has blonde hair and blue eyes. Well when he changes his eyes are solid black and his fur is orange-ish. My younger cousin Jackson goes to the same school as me but he's a junior. Shawn and Jackson's parents died in a car accident when they were very young, So they've lived with us since then. We were all raised together and are more brothers than anything. See, we each transform at different ages, when we reach manhood, but for each one of us the age of manhood was different. As you know my older cousin Shawn made the first change from wolf to man at the age of twenty. For my brother it was twenty-one. But I changed when I was seventeen and Jackson has just begun. Our aging slows for a while, about six months after the first change. We start aging normally again if we give up our wolve side, like my father. I can pass for much older than eighteen. Jackson is just hitting his growth spurt that we all went through in the first six months of our transformation.
When I got home from school my father looked worried. "Dad, what's wrong?" I asked him. "There's something I should've told you and Jackson the first time you each changed, but I wanted to tell you when you both had already transformed and now is the time you will know." I just looked at him kinda dumb-founded because I had no idea exactly what is was I should know. "Er okay dad I guess i'll go find Jackson then.." I went down the hall to Jackson's room. Jackson is like me in some ways. We both listen to all sorts of Rock music. He's 5'4" tall, lanky but not a boney person. Since he made the transformation he's been getting muscular. He has chin length jet black hair, black as ebony. And his eyes are brown. When He's in 'wolf form' his fur is gray and his eyes stay the same. Both Mine and Jackson's eyes stay the same from normal to wolf form. Jackson's room was red, blood red. He had carpet that resembled a checkerboard because the carpet pattern was black and red little squares. He had a Tool poster as well as a poster of Rob Zombie. His Flat-screen desktop computer was in the corner. And his bed not far from there. "Jackson, My dad wants to tell us something he seems worried, not sure bout what but let's find out." I told him. "Mmk dude." Jackson said as we walked down the hall into the living room, where my father sat looking just as worried as before. "Boys," my father said looking at each of us. "The time has come for you to know the legend of our ancestors'."