Christina emerged from her room in time for dinner much to Shaggy's relief and Drew's wicked satisfaction. Dinner was spaghetti and meatballs. A dish with a rather strong smell to mask what Drew had slipped into Christina's glass of tomato juice when no one was looking. He watched as she took her usual place by Shaggy and began slowly down the contents of her glass. Never once did she notice the slightly metallic aftertaste. Drew continued spiking her meals with blood every chance he got and the results were beginning to show. Christina's fangs extended and stayed at what would be considered a normal length, she became paler and her ears were starting to point at the ends. Her eyes though were most intriguing to Drew as they remained brown but flecks of red seemed to appear.

Other than the physical signs Christina became more aggressive, less patient, and had a much shorter temper.

All these changes worried Shaggy who had no clue what was happening to his normally sweet-natured girlfriend. However, when Shaggy tried to speak with Christina she blew him off declaring she wanted to be left alone.

One day when Christina had gone to the library Shaggy snuck into her room and snatched her dream sketchbook from the nightstand. Perhaps she was having nightmares again. Maybe that was why she was acting so strangely. Shaggy sat down on the bed sketchbook in hand. For a fleeting moment, he considered just leaving. After all, he didn't wish to upset Christina. Then again, he was only trying to help ad she usually had no problem with him looking through it. With that thought, Shaggy opened the book and what he saw alarmed him. Christina's dreams had done a complete 180. gone were the beautiful meadows, crystal clear rivers, golden sands and, silverfish. In their places were horrible tornadoes, blizzards, hurricanes, and dead forests. All overseen by black smoke so thick it seemed to choke the life out of him.

"What are you doing? That's my book and it's private!"

Christina had returned.

Before he could utter so much as a syllable, Christina yanked the book from his hands. Slammed it shut and ordered him to get out.

"Like, I was only trying to-"

"GET OUT!"

Shaggy stood nervously. He stepped around his very angry girlfriend and bolted from the room. Clearly, he hadn't made the best choice.

"Is something wrong, Shaggy?"

In his haste, he had nearly run over Madelyn who was now right in front of him.

"Like, I angered Christina,"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Maybe she just needs time to cool down. Hey, if you have nothing else to do, would you mind helping me study?"

"Uh, I really don't know-"

"Please, Shaggy I need an assistant," Madelyn begged.

"Okay, but, only for a little bit,"

"Great, come on," Madelyn exclaimed grabbing his arm and pulling him away.

As soon as they were gone Sterling stepped out of hiding and strode to Christina's door. Putting on his best-concerned face he gently knocked.

"GO AWAY, SHAGGY,"

"I would but I'm not Shaggy,"

Christina yanked open the door with such force that she very nearly ripped it off the hinges. This didn't faze Drew who liked seeing her so angry. The angrier she got the more red that bled into her eyes turning her into what she was supposed to be.

"WHAT?"

"I couldn't help but hear you from my room and I came to see if you were okay,"

"No, no I'm not. Shaggy decided to snoop through my property. What on earth gives him that right? That sketchbook is mine,"

Drew very much enjoyed seeing the effects that blood was having on her. Soon, she would be perfect. for now, he had to bide his time until that happened but that didn't mean he couldn't nudge her in the right direction or rather the wrong direction.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Would you like to go on a walk? It might -"

"What? Help me cool off? That's all I've been told lately,"

"No, no, not to cool off. I was going to say that it might be nice if I had some company,"

"Fine, just give me a moment,"

"Take all the time you need,"

Christina shut the door only to reappear in the hall moments later, rather than ask what she did he asked if she was ready to go.

"Would I be standing here otherwise?"

He laughed as they started walking, exiting the school and heading to the forest. Christina was stoic.. quiet. She didn't even try to make conversation as they trekked through the dense greenery.

"He really ticked you off didn't he?"

"Not just him. It's everyone right now/ Whirlen, the gang, the students-"

"Me?"

"No, not you. You've actually been great,"

"I'm honored you think so. You know, if they don't like the way you are that's their problem/ they're trying to control you because they feel threatened. Don't let them control you. Christina. Rise above them where you belong,"

"Uh-huh, easier said than done," Christina scoffed.

"I've got it, why don't we pull some pranks on Whirlen and everyone else who's been bothering you lately?"

"Pranks? I don't know-"

"It'll be fun,"

"Alright, as long as we don't hurt anyone,"

"Never," Sterling replied smoothly, wrapping his arm around Christina as they walked. He counted a personal victory when she didn't shove him away.

This was going to be fun.

…...

Meanwhile, Velma wasn't having any luck with her sister. When she found Madelyn practicing for her exam she offered to help only for Madelyn to tell her she had all the help she needed. Then Velma asked if she could watch only to be told that she couldn't because it would make Madelyn nervous. So, Velma left deciding to go to the library instead. On her way there, however, she seemed to stumble over the air as she fell onto the rug.

"Ugh, not again," Velma sighed as she frantically searched for her glasses.

While she was searching she thought she heard Christina's laughter but after finding her glasses which were of course right in front of her she didn't see Christina anywhere. Huh, maybe she had just imagined it.

She didn't see the sparkles as they retreated down the hall.

…...

Whirlen was supposed to be doing paperwork but at the current moment, he was trying to write out a teaching contract, intent on persuading Christina to join them at the school. Suddenly, the window blew open and the wind ripped the contract from his hands. He chased it outside only to watch it blow all the way to the lake where it fell into the water and sunk like a rock. Like, Velma before him, he didn't see the retreating sparkles.

…...

It was dusk by the time that Christina returned to her room. She found Shaggy waiting by her door.

"Can we like, talk?" he asked.

"If we have to," Christina grumbled as she let Shaggy in.

"I'm like, really, really sorry about earlier. I didn't think you'd be like, upset," Shaggy began.

"So, you didn't think I'd be upset because you snooped through my private sketchbook?" Christina asked raising her voice ever so slightly as she crossed her arms.

"I know it was like, stupid of me. I'm just worried about you,"

"Worried about me?" Christina challenged.

"Well, you have been acting differently," Shaggy said as he moved closer to Christina and managed to pry her hands away from her body so that he could hold them.

"Have I?"

"Yes, like, you seem a lot more on edge and I'm like concerned,"

"So, let's see if I've got this right. Because you are so concerned that I've been acting differently that gives you the right to snoop through my things? That gives you to come into my room and look through my nightstand? That gives you the right to look at my PRIVATE SKETCHBOOK. ALL BECAUSE I'VE BEEN ACTING STRANGE?"

"Ow, ow, ow," Shaggy cried as Christina's hands ignited in flames and burnt him.

Instead, of being concerned when he wrenched his hands out of her grasp Christina screamed:

"GET OUT AND DON'T COME BACK"

Shaggy ran from the room trying to withhold the tears that the immense was causing him. Christina had burnt him. Burnt him. While Shaggy was sure she hadn't meant to it didn't lessen the pain any.

Oh, my goodness, Shaggy what happened?" Madelyn asked as she rushed toward him.

"Christina, she burnt me,"

"On purpose?"

"Like, I'm sure she didn't mean to,"

"Come on, I'll get you taken care of then we can have ice cream,"

That fairy is going to pay.

...

Whew, That was a tough chapter to write. arguments aren't really my forte so, I hope I did okay. As always I look forward to seeing your reviews. What do you think Madelyn is going to do to Christina or will Sterling intervene? Will Velma be able to figure out what's wrong with her sister? Will Whirlen continue to drive Christina insane? Tell me what you think. See you guys later.