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Heartlessly Heartfelt

Chapter Fifteen

"I'm so addicted to… all the things you do when you're going down on me, in between the sheets. All the sounds you make, and every breath you take, it's unlike anything when you're loving me…" The dual natured normie sang softly as he was up taking a shower before having to get dressed and ready for the day.

'Hey, hey – psst, douche rocket…'

'What's your issue now, Holt? I'm trying to shower here. I'd give Heath's left nut for some damn privacy from you once in awhile… just saying.'

'Don't hate on Heath's nuts, they're already nonexistent anyway!' Jackson chuckled, until Holt went on with his thought. 'Did we get laid last night? I mean, you're singing first of all – you don't normally do that shit. Annd… what a racy song choice! Good song, but all about racy stuff. Did we get any? I really gotta know.'

Jackson heaved a sigh as he argued with Holt via the apparent mind link they shared, unfortunately. 'I don't have to answer that, it makes me uncomfortable.'

'WE SO DID, YEEEAAAHH!'

'No, no, no Holt! Shut up! No we didn't get anything last night.'

'We made out with Operetta, that's not bad.'

'I hate to break it to you Holt, but 'we' didn't. 'I' did.' Jackson smirked, just picturing the grimace and scowl on Holt's face at the moment. He let out a small chuckle.

'Whatever, dude. Honestly, did you go down on her? She go down on us? WHAT AND WHO WENT DOWN?!'

'Stop yelling, you're giving me a headache! And nothing happened Holt.'

'Pure. Denial. But Deuce would know what that's like, bahahahaha.'

Jackson shook his head, rinsing out the 2 in 1 guy shampoo from his hair and the water washing off any suds that were left on his body. He sighed deeply, this morning shower felt great. "I honestly don't know what to do with you." Jackson mistakenly said aloud.

"Y'could start by givin' me a good mornin' kiss." Operetta's voice could be heard from the other side of the shower curtain, in the bathroom. Poor Jackson could feel the need for a pace maker increasing.

It was a good thing Jackson was at the end of his shower anyway, since he now became paralyzed in fear. He opened his mouth to speak but he couldn't gain the courage to do so.

"Relax darlin' – I'm just messin' with ya." She told him, only half – joking since she really wouldn't have minded one at all. In fact, she was going to get it one way or another. She tossed the shower curtain back, making a frightened, naked and completely vulnerable Jackson almost slip. She gave off a devilish smirk and reached into the shower, pulling him towards her to plant one right on him. "You can go on with your shower now sweet pea, we started the mornin' off right." She gave him a seductive wink as she drew the shower curtain back where it was, leaving the bathroom with a wide smirk on her face, humming a tune on the way out.

'WHY YOU AND NOT ME?!' Holt whined unnecessarily to Jackson, who stood much too shocked to answer the other back.

The pounding of a door being knocked on echoed throughout the small cabin on the edge of the campsite and the one causing the noise at so early in the morning was none other than one ticked off ginger kitty. "You're a ghost; you don't even need to use the bathroom!" Toralei hissed, continuing to bang on the bathroom door. "C'mon, lemme in!"

'Not on your nine lives.' Spectra thought as she rolled her eyes and continued to apply her makeup, only deciding to take even more of her own sweet time in doing so, just to annoy her roommate a bit more. It's not like that werecat didn't deserve it anyhow.

"I'd advise opening the door. She'll probably break it down if you don't." a voice whispered and the ghostly gossiper jumped, letting out a light shriek as a certain almost transparent being appeared behind her.

"You?" Her voice stayed low and harsh, with an eyebrow raised.

"Pretty sure I got a name." the invisible boy muttered, picking up Spectra's dropped compact and handing it to her. "Billy, remember?"

Giving a nod in thanks, the ghostly ghoul took her miniature mirror and shook her head in disapproval. "Why are you in here?" she muttered, beginning to apply her dark purple lipstick. "You didn't..." She nearly shuddered at the thought of this practically anonymous boy watching her.

"I told you I don't spy on ghouls." Billy declared. "I shielded my eyes while you changed, trust me. And you're the one who said I could sleep in the bathtub."

Spectra frowned and shook her head, halfway not believing the boy. After all, one, he was male, and two, he was a teenager. She had lived, both alive and dead, long enough to know. "I didn't think you'd take me seriously." she growled, rolling her eyes and searching through her bag for her powder blue eyeshadow.

"All the cabins are full. Bathtub or floor would be my only option there too." Billy countered. "And sharing a room with a pretty ghoul is way better than a bunch of rude jocks or idiots."

The ghostly being nearly laughed, but instead she smirked. "Toralei's not the definition of pretty, but I won't judge your opinion." she shrugged, opening the container of makeup she had finally retrieved. "A bit of room please?" Letting out a sigh, she gave the boy a simple smile and he stepped back, chuckling lightly.

"The other ghoul in this room, I meant."

If it was possible, Spectra's face would've turned completely red instead she just blinked in disbelief. "I'm flattered." she replied. "But-"

"I AM NOT USING THE OUTHOUSE SO GET OUT BEFORE I BREAK THIS DOOR!" Toralei almost barked from outside.

"Told you." Billy laughed softly, only promptly disappearing in thin air.

Spectra grinned and also let out a light laugh, only before unlocking the door, which was practically torn down by the fuming werekitty.

"You got me worked up just because you wanted privacy to do your makeup?" the ginger cat snapped. "Well, too bad, this is camp. Now scram."

Rolling her eyes, the ghost girl snatched her supplies and exited the bathroom, which was taken over by Toralei promptly. And as Spectra began to continue with her cosmetics, she felt a certain warmth brush on her cheek. A light kiss, she realized which was followed by the same chuckle that she had heard only moments ago and before her, almost magically, the door was opened by itself and closed... but deep down, she knew the secret.

It was strangely calm in the cabin, and the most unexpected of the three ghouls who roomed together was up and about - with her roommates completely oblivious she was practically out the door, whilst they slept. And right as the robotic ghoul stepped out the door; she couldn't help but look back and give a nonchalant shrug.

"You two better get up if you don't want to be tardy!" Robecca called, instantly waking Venus who nearly fell out of the top bunk; frazzled and on edge - literally.

"Since when are you up before us?" the plant girl muttered, falling back and letting out a sigh.

Robecca shrugged her shoulders, "Maybe I just don't want to be tardy, did you ever process that thought?"

Rochelle felt her heart breaking upon waking… or maybe that was a line from one of the countless letters Garrott wrote to her? She sighed heavily with the thought. "I suppose today is a decent day to exist..." She sat up from the bottom bunk and made her way to her luggage, but then dismissed the thought. She'd go in her pajamas. Why not? Was there any point in getting dressed today when she felt so terrible on the inside?

"Wow, would you like a… stick or something harmful to rub against your skin or something ghoul?" Venus chuckled lightly but knew that inside her good friend was hurting, despite not knowing exactly how. "Hey, today will get better. Now let me go get dressed in the dark, as Clawdeen puts it… and then we can all go together. Sound good?"

Robecca mauled the thought over in her mind, but then nodded as she shook her head. Something was up with Rochelle, but what was it? Tapping her chin to think about it, they got ready and the time soon approached for them to leave their cabin.

Before doing so, they took a moment to look at their summer camp time tables. All three ghouls had Vocals first thing, so they took in the cabin number and location before heading on out to find it.

There was a big rush of guys and ghouls from Monster High surrounding the villa of cabins. Some monsters scratched their heads in complete wonder. "Hey guys!" Frankie greeted her friends Draculaura, Lagoona, Clawdeen, Venus, Robecca and Rochelle. "I've got Tech this morning which is totally voltage! What about you ghouls?"

Simultaneously all the ghouls looked down at their time tables and checked out what class they had first. Lagoona bit down upon her lip, "I got dance first, sorry mates."

Draculaura shrugged her shoulders, but then grinned. "I have dance class with you, Lagoona!" She hugged the other ghoul and they seemed much more enthused now after learning they shared the class together.

Clawdeen shifted her gaze to the rest of the group, "By the looks of it, we all got vocals first, so let's get to steppin' ghouls! This is real exciting. A new experience for us all - can't wait."

Clawdeen's go – getter attitude helped lifted the spirits of her gal pals pretty quickly. She just had that infectious behavior about her.

"So - what are all of you planning to sing?" she smiled, taking a sip of her coffee; only to spit it out, nearly ruining her ghoulfriends' freaky fab outfits and an expression of disgust was plastered upon her face as she let out a shriek - although a certain cackle was heard over the shewolf's scream.

"Oh, that was just too purrfect!"

Eye twitching ever so slightly, Clawdeen turned around and nearly snapped at the ginger kitty before her. "Stripe!" she practically barked.

"Hmm, guilty as charged." Toralei smirked, crossing her arms. "You weren't the intended target, but wow." She stifled a laugh and shook her head playfully. "Never knew puppies acted so harshly to catnip."

"You put what in my drink!?" the fierce fashionista hissed, trying oh-so-hard not to slap the werecat.

"Hey Clawdeen," Lagoona called out as she tried to calm her best friend down. "you can skin her and make her into a coat later mate, we gotta get going." She sent a knowing glare towards Toralei who followed them.

"We have vocals too." She purred, making Clawdeen's morning progressively go downhill already.

"Lucky us." The she wolf mumbled under her breath as they parted with their other friends, heading towards the cabin they were directed to. After a few minutes a beautiful being graced the eyes of the fellow monsters alike. She was tall, slender yet full figured. She had big, deep blue doe eyes and baby blond hair.

"Hey there, you must be my vocal class!"

"Dude, she's a goddess!" A male in the crowd whispered to his friend, who nodded in full agreement.

"I'm Mrs. Shea, I'm your vocal coach!" She greeted them, letting them all into the cabin one by one. A bunch of chairs and a grand piano were waiting for them. "I know it's hard not to get scared – or not scared… however you mean it, but it's okay. We're all friends here."

Clawdeen growled, her fur still on end at the mere thought of what Toralei had done to her a few minutes ago and how they were far from friends.

Toralei hissed and Mrs. Shea cleared her throat, grasping everyone's attention again. "Alright, maybe we'll become friends later on. Anyhow, let's do some talking here before we get into things. What exactly are you guys expecting to happen here right now? Tell me what's going through your mind."

The silence that fell upon them only meant their minds were screaming with thoughts of all kinds. Ah, the teenage brain.

"I wanna check my Facespook status."

"I heard Justin Biter is doing a livecam on Critter in five minutes."

"Isn't there a pool in the back of this place?"

"Can I smash the guitar?"

"Are we gonna learn how to dance like in music videos?"

Mrs. Shea blinked slowly and hesitated. "Yes, definitely no and sort of." she replied, to those few who had called out their questions. "I was thinking musically, everyone." She leaned up against the desk and scanned her gaze across through the valley of teenage monsters. "C'mon, there's gotta be something."

Clawdeen spoke up, "As for the pool… Abbey took a swim in it this morning… and froze it upon getting out so that's down for a little bit, thanks."

Mrs. Shea shook her head, "What's important is the voices I hear in this room." She took a few seconds to look at each and every student. "If we go about this right, I'm sure all of us will learn things from each other and so on."

Heath slowly raised his hand.

"Yes?"

"Ooh, noo." A monster mumbled under their breath.

Heath narrowed his eyes; unsure of whom it was but not caring enough to investigate. "So what exactly is going to happen here? I mean, we're all here now… but, what comes next?" Hearing a legitimate question from Heath Burns was a shocker none the less, but a question that everyone else had too.

Mrs. Shea smiled, "There we go, a sensible question." She chuckled, sitting down at the piano. "First of all, we all need to warm up our voices. They are our own individual instruments and we have to take good care of them if we want them to work well." She gestured to the class. "Follow me in a simple warm up, going up the scale."

"What's a scale?"

She stopped suddenly, "None of you what so ever are musically trained?" This was the moment where almost every monster and ghoul in the room glanced to Operetta. She was beginning to feel the intense heat from being put on the spot. Not being able to sing live in front of all these monsters, it was the last thing she wanted.

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