Chapter 1.1- New kid
I ran down the school halls with only one thing on my mind. Who was she, where was she? But there was one other thing that kept popping up in my head and that was the terrible dreams I've been having lately. I told Merrick in detail about them and he said they'd stop once I found who I was looking for. After all she was responsible. Or her family was at least. As I ran I didn't know why I was in such a rush. I waited 10 years to know, to get my revenge for the murder of my family, but for some reason I couldn't wait another four seconds. I ended up having to wait even longer because of the length of my black baggy pants. I stepped on them and it caused me to trip and stumble to the ground. The floor was wet and the water seeped in to my equally black and baggy shirt. I guess there was a reason to me wearing black and knowing how to read, which I obviously lacked in the former. "Cant you read!" the angry old lady screeched down at me. "kids these days! Always in a damn hurry! for what?-" she continued on as she disappeared down the hall. As I laid on the wet floor I mumbled. "Sheesh, what a bitch.."
"Well she did have a pint you know," a voice came from the hall behind me. I quickly crawled to my feet. A blond girl with a serious expression on her face stood there. She was quite attractive, but way too preppy for my taste and from the experience I have had with girls like her in other schools I knew she was going to be trouble.
"It seems I was right, goths cant read worth crap. Must be all those classes you skip?" she said as she pointed to the obvious sign not two feet from where we stood. "And I mean the mop bucket didn't give it away either.." she said rolling her eyes.
"Hey I'm in a hurry ok? Is ther-" I cut off in mid sentence when I saw a slight yellow shimmer surrounding her. "What's with you? Did I grow a second head?" She said annoyed. She crossed her arms. I smiled and said, "I'm sorry, where i come from witches aren't so unpleasant."
"Excuse me? you have a real big attit-" she stopped mid sentence when she realized what I had found out about her.
She looked around as if worried others had heard. Then she shoved me up against the lockers. which caused me to slightly bite my tongue as my head made contact with the locker.
"Listen and listen close, who ever you are you better leave me the fuck alone. If you don't that pretty little head of yours wont be pretty for much longer..."
I would have done something if it wasn't for the fact that I was shocked out of my mind that a girl like her was so physically aggressive. Her eyes dug in to me like knives. She was angry, and in that moment I was sure she would kill if she had too. I just looked in to her eyes for a second. She seemed to be waiting for a response. My breath picked up speed as I became physically aware at our closeness. I glanced down. Our bodies were as close as they could get. I looked back up in to her eyes and they softened a bit. Her eyes glanced down momentarily and then back up at my eyes her mouth slightly open. I got the feeling she was thinking about kissing me. So i decided to play on it. I grinned.
"Wow, at first I thought you were just some girly bitch. But im liking this tough girl attitude. It's kind of sexy." I said. She tightened her grip and shoved me against the locker again only harder. Air rushed out of my lungs. Then she let go, I fell half way to the floor then caught myself. Before I could say or do anything she turned so her hair swung around her shoulder and then she stormed off. At that point I realized that She matched the description Merrick gave for who I was looking for.
I took a deep breath. This was going to be tougher than I imagined. Especially if I had to get that to trust me. On the bright side she seemed to be attracted to me. Or was that really a good thing? I was relived anyways that the ordeal was over. I didn't need a fist fight my first day. I straightened my shirt and continued to the attendance office. I needed to pick up my schedule. The halls seemed to be quiet on the way and I realized I was also late. Great.
Once I got there I opened up the office door and walked in. At the counter was a woman in her 40s. She had brown hair, it was up in a bun, glasses and a white blows on. She looked up as the door closed behind me.
"Can I help you?" she asked from behind the counter.
"Yeah, I'm new. I just came to get my schedule. The name is Melonie Morgan..." I replied.
She nodded then turned to a stack of papers behind her.
Five minuets later I was on my was back down the hall.
"203, 203... where is it?... AHHA!" I said out loud. I opened up the door and walked in. the class room fell silent and everyone was looking at me. Except the teacher who was still witting something on the board. He looked quite young for a teacher, he was probably just out of collage. He was quite attractive actually, he had brown hair blue eyes and the suite he was wearing showed a very muscular body. He wrote a few more words then looked up. He had chiseled features and a nice tan going.
"Oh you must be Melonie Morgan..." He said. I heard giggles and whispers. One voice I recognized.
"That's her... she's a dike... She was checking me out in the hall. I had to put her in her place..." It was the blond from the hall. Great. So she WAS a stupid preppy bitch. She just was one with guts.
"Uh yes...call me Mel though. Melonie... its so... so-"
"Girly?" The blond said and her friends laughed. I gave her an angry look.
"That is enough! Melon- Mel... If you'd take a seat next to Ms. Johnson. I know it wont be pleasant but its the only seat left. I trust you two can be mature about it for now." the teacher said. Blondie scoffed and crossed her arms. I assumed she was who I had to sit next to. Wow this day was going great. I walked over and sat down and as I did she scooted her desk away from mine. And acted appalled like I had rabies or some other horrendous disease. I just smirked. The teacher then continued with his lecture.
"Wow I must be quite important for you to go through so much trouble..." I whispered. She acted like she didn't hear me and got out a notebook and started writing. I crossed my arms and looked to the front of the room. Like she was really paying attention. Girls like her just bat their eye lashes and get others to do their home work for them. the teacher was talking about some junk about chemistry. For a second I forgot why I was even going to high school. Then I remembered. It was because she went to this school. There were tons of witches that went here and I had to find her. Her parents killed my mom and dad and the only way I could get to them was through her. Merrick told a general description but he didn't exactly have a picture. So that was all I could really go on. 'Just my luck its probably IS Blondy...' I thought. Rolling my eyes and internally groaning at the thought.
A few minuets later She stuck a note on my desk. I just stared at it for a moment. I wasn't expecting it at all. I thought she was just writing something to her friends or pretending all together. She noticed my hesitation and leaned over.
"Don't worry I promise it doesn't have a spell on it..." She said in a low voice. Louder she said, "It wont bite..." Her friend giggled again. I rolled my eyes I didn't have time for her games. But then again I was curious. I reached out and picked it up. She was right, no spell. I unfolded it and started reading.
"Hey sorry about before, but I cant let go of appearances here. I have to be a non-witch, straight "-I smiled at the straight part- "unavailable high school girl. I cant be seen with you, but for some reason I want to get to know you. There is something about you. I cant explain what...I don't even know why I'm telling you this.." It was signed Jenna. I looked over at her and smiled. She was looking straight up at the front of the room. Her eyes fixed on the bored like I was invisible. I started writing just under what she wrote.
"Well, Jenna. You've definitely intrigued me. But I cant help but wonder... Do you slam all the girls you like up against lockers?"
I folded it and passed it to her. As I did the bell rang for next period class. Maybe this wouldn't be as hard as I expected.