If this were a show, this would probably be Part 1 of Episode 3 :)
Regular POV
Violette was, as usual, sketching something down in her notebook.
Why wouldn't she? Art was her hobby, she drew every single day and she went crazy if she didn't. She drew all over her homework and assignments, and even drew during lunch. But in her notebook, not on the table.
She was just getting used to the occasional awkward glances or frowns from others because she was always drawing something when there was an opportunity. Now they really meant nothing.
Violette would draw out dark images, shadows, graphic figures, and other disturbing pictures that would make people turn from her, but she didn't really care. That was her way of drawing.
It was also her power. Violette was a vampire that was able to give her drawings a physical form, also to make things shape shift, big or small.
Violette's power was always growing, of course, just like every one else at Sweet Amoris, but she was a bit more curious, always seeing how far her magic could go.
Once when she was little, she was trying to shrink one of her dolls when the magic went wild and bounced around the house and into the living room. She ran to see what it was and nearly stepped on her mother – who was then 2 inches tall, thanks to her. It was weeks before her mother returned to her regular 5 feet and 6" height. Violette never figured out how to turn a human back to their regular size, because after that, her parents forbid her to test her magic out on humans anymore, so Violette rarely used her magic at all. Things like that bothered her, when her magic was limited when it could go as far as changing a human's size.
Today at Sweet Amoris, things were normal, with the cafeteria buzzing, but nosy teens who wanted to see what Violette was drawing today were a little confused.
Today, Violette was drawing the very popular Shyann Summers. She was so cute, Violette had to draw her.. This was one of the first times Violette drew something so... normal.
She thought Shyann's big, amethyst and aluminum gray eyes were pretty and her long, brink pink tresses, a gorgeous, soft shade, contrasted well with her porcelain skin. Her uniform was neatly ironed, with barely any wrinkles, and fit her perfectly.
Violette glanced over at Shyann and the ones at her table. Rosalya and Lysander were telling Shyann a joke that made her giggle. Violette felt her lips curl into a smile and she struggled to draw the nose just right.
When she was finished, the picture was of Shyann, laughing merrily.
Violette smiled at her work before flipping to a new page. She was going to draw Shyann again when the bell rang for lunch to end. Violette sighed and gathered her things before hurrying to join the usual strong current of teenagers on their way the next class.
Shy's Regular POV
"Hmm... the gardening club, then?"
The principal smiled, "Good choice. I think Gardening suits you." she rummaged through her desk before laying the form down on her office desk.
Shy quickly filled it out and the principal told her that club members were currently out on a field trip, but left some things that they were behind on down on a list.
"Ohh... it's just a few seeds that need to be planted, that isn't a problem is it?" The principal asked.
Shy shook her head, "No, that's alright, my mother taught me a while ago."
"Alright, go on." the principal waved her off and went back to her work. Shy held the To Do List in her hands and made her way out of the office to the garden.
"Wow.." Shy admired all of the pretty flowers and rose bushes that had been planted and saw on the list that they needed to be watered. She set down her things and glanced around, trying to find the watering can.
"Where is it?" Shy frowned and scanned the garden for any signs of it.
"Looking for something?"
The sudden voice made Shy jump and she whirled her head around to see a pretty girl around the same age as her lying on her stomach with a notebook in her hands.
She looked up at Shy under her dark eyelashes with sparkling, catlike gray eyes. Her curly lilac colored hair hung down to her shoulders and her skin was a pale, blank white.
The girl gave a small smile, one that barely reached her eyes, but her perfect white fangs showed.
Definitely a vampire. She was wearing the Sweet Amoris school uniform as well.
There was an awkward moment of silence until Shy realized the girl was going to want an answer.
"Uhh... have you seen the watering can..? By any chance?" Shy asked in a small voice.
The girl's smile disappeared as quickly as it had come, but there was no sign of anger as her eyes flickered back down to her notebook.
Shy glanced down at her notebook as well. It was of a man's shadow.
"Oh. It's over there, beside that cactus." the girl said.
Shy turned and scanned the garden again for the cactus. She was right.
"Th- thanks..." she walked over to grab it and watered a few rose bushes before putting on a pair of gloves to plant a single sun flower seed.
Shy glanced around the full garden, wondering where to plant it. The To Do List said very little about planting , it didn't say where to plant it anything.
"The best spot's over here by me," the girl spoke again, " I heard some of the club members talking about planting the seeds over here, anyway."
Shy nodded and walked back toward the girl, who gathered her papers to move. She placed her notebook on her lap and sat back on her legs.
There was an awkward silence as the girl watched Shy dig a hole and place the small seed inside. Shy felt her eyes on her and felt her cheeks redden. The girl finally broke the silence.
"My name is Violette."
Glad the girl had decided to make conversation, Shy hurried to cover the hole back up and took off her gloves. Sitting back on her heels, she gave a friendly smile.
"My name is..."
"...Oh, I know... Shyann, correct?"
Shy only blinked, which made Violette smile.
"You're very popular here, Shyann, did you not know?" she laughed once, a sweet, melodious laugh.
"Ahh... I guess I never thought about how well known I was at school..."
"Can I call you Shy?"
For one of the first times, Violette set her notebook aside and leaned toward Shy with interest.
Shy stared at Violette for a moment. Her eyes were wide, excited, and bright. Her lips were curled in a big smile. It was like she had changed from some one that was slightly gloomy to an excited, slightly hyper school girl.
"Uh... s-sure..."
The girls talked for a while, about each other... things they were upset with at school... how they didn't have the same schedules, but knew most of the same teachers, which were mean...
"I heard the Gardening Club was going on a field trip today... Why didn't you go?" Shy asked.
Violette's shoulders slumped and her expression alternated between gloomy and angry.
"Well... They didn't have an art club here at school, so I decided on the Gardening Club. But I'm not good at Gardening... I'm a total loner at school, and everyone shuts me out... so when we meet here, most of the time, I just sit alone and draw."
Shy gave Violette a look of sympathy, "Oh... I'm sorry...I didn't..."
Violette shook her head and gave Shy a reassuring smile, "It's fine, really. I'm just glad I have extra time to draw where no one's peeking over my shoulder to see.. Anyway, what about you?"
"Ahh... well.. since the clubs were all starting back today, the Principal had to hurry and give me a spot in the club today."
Violette nodded, "Ah."
Shy could only watch in amazement as Violette moved and brushed her fingers across the hole Shy had recently covered. There was a bright flash and seconds later, a 6 foot tall Sunflower had grown over their heads.
"W—Wow..!" Shy had to sit back to look up at it. "D—Did you just..."
Violette chuckled at Shy's reaction.
"I have the ability to make things grow or shrink... also to make my drawings gain a physical form."
Shy was amazed, "Wow, Violette, you're amazing." Shy started giggling and clapping.
No one had ever said that about Violette's powers before.
"Th... thank you.." Violette's voice was small and she felt her cheeks flush. She shook her head.
"Uhh... I've been meaning to ask... Shy... do you ever... ever think about being like... taller..?"
Violete was scared that what she said might have offended Shy because a gloomy look had crossed her face for a split second, but then a small smiled returned.
"Well... sometimes... I just feel so uncomfortable with myself.. For once, I'd like to be called something more than "Cute." I'm not sure which words, though I'm waiting for them. I don't want to be mistaken for a kid, I want to be treated like an adult. But sometimes... when I'm with my friends, or with people who love me, I don't care about all those things, and they don't either. Though... I'll be honest.. To answer your question, most of the time.. yes, I wish I wasn't.. me."
Violette nodded slowly. She understood now, but... what she was going to do my be a big favor for Shy, after all, they were.. sort of friends now, weren't they? What Violette would do wouldn't last long, anyway.
"Well... then.." Violette stood up, and Shy did as well. Violette gathered her things and thrust out a hand. Shy stared at it for a moment before smiling and shaking Violette's hand.
Violette didn't waste time casting the spell. She closed her eyes and quickly leaned in. Her lips pressed against Shy's soft cheek and she raced out of the garden, leaving a lingering scent of lavender behind.
"I'll see you later..."
Shy blinked, unable to see the small purple heart slowly disappearing into her skin, but could only think about Violette kissing her on her cheek, she flushed.
The bell rang then, making her jump, and she mentally kicked herself before gathering all of her things and heading for class.
Later...
Shy was thinking about Violette again. Her drawings. She hadn't thought to ask to see them during their short meeting!
She sure is sweet, though...Maybe I should ask her to go out to lunch with us tomorrow..
She rested her chin in her hand and turned to look out the window. Such a peaceful day.
Something in her skin began to bubble.
First, it was just on her cheek, where Violette had kissed her, and then it spread throughout her whole body. Shy only frowned and tried to focus on something else, but the tingling grew until there was a burning sensation. The burning grew and grew.. and then her body began to ache.
She bit back a whimper of pain when she felt her skin stretching.
Shy stood out of her seat, her breathing heavy.
"M-Ms. Fang...?!"
All glowing vampire eyes were on Shy, but she was too focused on how off her voice sounded. It didn't sound small, soft, and sweet, it sounded... it sounded...
"Yes, my dear?" Ms. Fang raised an eye brow. "Are you alright? You look.. flushed."
"I.. I'm fine..." Shy practically whimpered. Her legs were hurting.. it was so painful to stand. Her nails dug into the wooden desk and she swallowed. "May I please have a pass..?"
"Certainly."
Shy hurried over to Ms. Fang's desk, hugging herself. The wait for Ms. Fang to write her a nurse pass was agonizing, and for the first time, she didn't even care that she was being stared at.
W- what the hell is going on? Lucine spoke, her voice sounding off as well.
I..I'm not sure.
Nnggh! It freaking HURTS!
As soon as Ms. Fang handed Shy the pass, she darted out of the room and down the hallways.
Her leg muscles were screaming in protest, all while stretching. Soon, her legs were hurting too much for her to keep running and she began to walk with a limp instead.
"I.. I can't go any further..." Shy had to keep a hand on the wall for support.
Shy carefully sank to her aching knees and thought about what else to do. Should she call for help? Would anyone be able to find out what was wrong with her...?
It felt much better to lie down..
Leigh's POV
"Wow, Leigh, A+!"
"As expected!"
Leigh gave a small smile as his classmates gathered around him, but he was deep in thought.
He was thinking about all kinds of things.. King Eliodoro... Shy... the upcoming exams... his own powers... how he hadn't seen his parents in a while due to their position ruling part of the Vampire World... wanting to strengthen his powers so he was always there when Shy was being attacked..
A chill ran up his spine and an image appeared in his mind. First, he could see a clear hallway in Sweet Amoris, and then he saw Shy lying on the ground.
Leigh jumped out of his seat and ran out of the classroom without a word. He was angry that his vision hadn't given him a more specific location, therefore taking him a while to find her.
"Shy?! Where are you?!" he tried to keep his voice down, but it was easier to find her.
"L-Leigh, I'm over here..." her voice sounded from a hallway he almost ran by. She sounded pained, and her voice was off, which made Leigh worry even more.
Shy lay, like in his vision, on the ground with her back to him. She was trembling.
Even when Leigh knelt down next to her and lifted her up cautiously, she whimpered from the sudden movement and her tiny hands clutched his shirt as if for dear life.
"Shy... what happened?" he reached up to brush her hair out of her face and she shut her eyes tightly.
"Ahhh... h...urts... it hurts.. ughh..!" she groaned and buried her face in his chest.
Leigh had no idea what to do. Would the nurse be able to help her?
"Shy.. I'm going to take you to the nurse's office... I'm sorry if I hurt you, I'm being as gentle as possible." He whispered.
It was a moment before she replied with one nod. Leigh slowly stood up with her in his arms and headed for the nurse's office.
"Leigh!"
Leigh turned to see Rosalya and Lysander running down the hallway toward them.
Rosalya panicked when she saw Shy in his arms, Lysander's eyes widened in shock.
"W-what's wrong with her..?!"
"I sensed something was wrong, but it seems worse than I thought.." Lysander reached out to touch her forehead.
"I just... I have no idea what's wrong with her... I was going to take her to the nurse, but.."
"Well, come on!" Rosalya ran down the hallway with Lysander towards the nurses office.
Leigh took one last look at Shy before catching up to them.
Later...
"I can't do anything for her."
Rosalya glared at the nurse. "What do you mean you can't-"
"I can't do anything. This is a spell she's under."
"What's going to happen to her?!" Leigh demanded, glancing at Shy, who was asleep.
His heart was pounding in his chest and he was angry. What kind of spell was it? Had someone been waiting for her to be alone and decided to hurt her? What if she was dying and they couldn't do anything about it? How could he have been so stupid...?
"It's not a harmful spell..." The nurse leaned in, examining Shy's face. She saw something on her cheek glimmer and ran to her desk to grab her blue flashlight. After shining it on Shy's face for a moment, she saw a familiar, small purple symbol- a heart.
The nurse sighed, "Violette."
Rosalya and Lysander frowned.
"What about Violette?"
"Do you think she did something to Shy?"
"She probably cast the spell..." the nurse checked to see if Shy had a fever.
"Doesn't Violette have shaping magic..?" Leigh asked.
The nurse nodded, "Shyann's much safer here... why don't you guys just go back to class? She should be fine... though we don't know if she's going to grow or shrink..."
"B-But... why can't we-"
Lysander grabbed Rosalya's wrist , "C'mon, Rosalya, you were in the middle of presenting a project."
Rosalya's eyes widened and she used her other hand to hold on the bed.
"No, don't you think we should stay for a little while? I'm sure I've presented that project enough... It's only 15 points off if I present tomorrow... Ms. Bell will understand..." she tried to convince Lysander it was best for her to stay, but ended up being dragged out of the room instead.
"Alright, Shy, I'll see you later.." Leigh leaned over to whisper in Shy's ear.
After he left, the nurse set a bottle of water next to Shy on the dresser and went to the store for extra medicine.
Later...
Shy groaned as she woke up. The pain in her body had ceased, but she was still sore in some areas. She opened her eyes very slowly and blinked. Sitting up slowly, she scanned the different room she was in.
Everything was in white – the couches, the hospital beds, the sinks, cabinets, the marble floors.
She was in the nurses room.
"I wonder what happened-"
Shy gasped. Her voice was definitely off. It had changed – completely. Her voice was much deeper, smoother, and melodic.
A mature woman's voice.
A MATURE WOMAN'S VOICE?!
"W-what happened..?" the voice spoke again, coming from Shy. She took her hand up from under the covers and stared at it. Her hand had grown!
Without another word, Shy took the covers on her body and threw them aside.
"W-what?!"
Her legs were long, and like a model's.. her hips had curved and widened, her skirt had practically shrank a few inches.. which made her blush, and her chest had expanded as well, bringing her shirt up and exposing her flat stomach and smooth skin.
Shy glanced over at her hair, which had grown passed her knees.
Shy was sure her eyes were as wide as saucers. Jumping out of the bed, Shy ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror.
Her hands flew to her cheeks.
Staring back at her was a woman at least 20 with sparkling, glittering, alluring, dreamy eyes. Her eyelashes were long and dark and her bangs hung in them. Her hair was curly, long, and the same shade as hers.
This face was hers.