(Deuce's POV) -Lunch time-
Oh no, this can't be happening. What am I going to do? Someone please kill me!
"Deuce, come sit with us." Cleo gestured towards me.
Hesitantly, I walked towards the table with two trays of different foods in my hands. At my usual table sat Cleo, a few of my bloodies, Heath and Harriet! Heath sat at the very end, far away from her for some reason.
"All they had left was the salad, sorry" I apologized, breaking out the veggies were mainly the creepateria's last resort.
"Thanks, I love salads" she grinned for once but quickly pulled away the smile with a blush. "I mean, that's what my kind usually eats."
"So, Deuce, this is Harriet, the new girl" Cleo introduced us.
"We've met; I accidentally knocked her down in the hallway so I decided to buy her lunch." I tried my best not to sound as nervous as I felt.
What do you do when you have a girlfriend but you like another girl? Just bare it, break up with Cleo or run away to Canada and join the circus?
"Deuce, we need to talk" Heath's voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Sure, what's up?" The two us stepped away from the table.
"That new-girl is scary as hell!" he started. "She practically attacked me in the gym."
"What are you talking about? There's no way that ghoul could hurt a fly."
"Sure, she might seem all shy and nice but under all that she's a frickin' battle axe!" he accused.
All of a sudden, we heard "How dare you? I have half a mind to put you in your place, you…you…you peasant!" Cleo exploded in anger.
"Go ahead, 'royal highness', it's either nut up or shut up!" Harriet snarled, her voice sounding a little different.
"Ugh!" Cleo scowled and stormed out.
"Coward!" the rabbit girl yelled after her.
Holy crap…Heath was right for once.
"See what I mean? Next thing you know, she's the dictator of this school!" Heath cried and I feared that he might have been right again.
What happened between Cleo and Harriet to make them suddenly aggressive? Is this truly Harriet? Where's Harley? Find out next time my faithful readers!