"You told. Who did you tell?" Hamish breathed in my face.
"Just my sis, no one else. I promise." I was afraid.
"You broke that promise. Why should we trust you? Better or yet, we should kill your sister. She narcs, you should know that by now."
"No, please, not my sister. I'll do anything you want."
"Is everything OK?" Joey said behind his white wooden fence. I wanted to yell, I wanted to tell him everything so he could help. Hamish stared into my eyes intensely, I knew he would kill me if I blabbed. Right here, right now.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Just then Hamish sucked my lips like a vampire sucks blood.
"Now were even," he whispered. Joey nodded then went back in his house. I didn't want Joey to know I had a boyfriend, I still like him.
"Your sick," I said then ran into my house. It would have been better if Jason had done that, it would have been a better way for Joey to find out who I was really dating. The fact that Hamish came instead of Jason meant that Jason wasn't going to kill me, his mates were. The next time it could be Holly, I wouldn't survive her. This meant I had to keep an eye out and try not to blab about to anyone else.
My locker had been one of the tidiest out of all the schools. My mum said that if your work books messy you have a messy brain. My brain had never been disorganized., so I had to prove that to myself and anyone who dared to take a peek.
Tom Riley was one of the cool guys. He was a pretty boy, a sportsaholic, and ofcourse his brain was twisted so nothing could go in. He had been heading strait for me but didn't make eye contact. If I didn't close my locker his force against my body would break it.
"Sorry," was all Tom did until he looked frightened at me.
"Yeah you should be. I'm in your tennis team, remember?" I asked. I hated it how guys thought they were 'the bomb', they only cared about themselves and thought they were superior.
"Your Mystery."
"Yes," so he did notice me! Now he's going to forget we had this conversation and walk off. But he didn't, he stayed with that stupid scared look on his face.
"I heard about what happened that night."
"Who told you?"
"Jason," that explains where Jason was. How can I not tell people but he can? "I'll make you popular. Please don't hurt me." Popularity? Please, I don't care about that. But this would be interesting how he could make me cool for some reason. Maybe it was for my amusement. Cool people could make uncool people popular? This has to be a joke.
"How could you make someone popular?"
"Spread rumors, say your hot, although I'd have to improve your look. There are slutty drama clothes in the drama room that no one uses."
"What's wrong with mine?"
"Nothing, their totally hip."
"Why are you being so nice to me?"
"Jason threatened me." Tom whispered slowly in my ear. Why would Jason do that? Maybe he cares about me so much that he wants me to be popular.
"OK, I will dress like a whore. But for one day."
"Deal," Tom held my hand as he walked me to the drama dressing room. His hand made mine tingle no matter how much I fought the end I had to remove my hand because it got too sweaety, but it's not like I'm falling for Tom or anything. After this day I'm sure he'll forget about me, I want him to.
Tom distracted the drama teacher by talking about an assignment. She must have been surprized that he was taking interest because she talked about it like it was hot gossip. Tom said to get the black singlet and black tight shorts. They weren't tight to be honest. Tom asked if it was alright to see the props, she nodded then walked off to the staffroom.
The singlet showed a lot of my cleavage. It made me nervous, I had only worn singlets in my room. My toshie looked like a small watermelon. I actually felt like a stripper.
"Wow, you have a rocking body." Tom was himself now. "You might just as well have a model body." My cheeks hurt as they turned rose red. Guys didn't pay attention to me if I was 'covering up'. I preferred to wear jeans or sweatpants even on hot days and to the neck shirts. There was only one thing I wanted to do if I was cool for one day. Rub it in other guys faces that I'm unavailable.
The throat lossage that was in my pocket zoomed into my hand into my mouth. This way I could concentrate on the lollies instead of guys charming comments. Although, I still think their all fakes, but just incase I do fall for the act.
"Shut up. You didn't notice me before, and you won't after today." I walked to the hallway, as I predicted guys fawned over me.
"Hey Mist," they all said as I walked past with a little smile tugging at my lips. These guys really do fall for any pretty girl. One pretty boy stopped me in my tracks.
"How you doin'? Wanna go out? I know you want to." He searched me up and down. I smiled as fakely as I could to show my sarcasm.
"Oh, you poor brainless pretty boy. If I went out with you you couldn't keep up." I laughed in my head at my own joke that I had prepared for any pretty boy that asked me out like this. This joke made me feel confident and strong, but ofcourse this will only last a day.
Tom had the whole pretty boy thing going on. He had black short and fuzzy hair like that Green day guy. His parents could afford all of the latest fashion clothes. He just had to play the stereo type pretty boy that does football at school and rugby at home, but he played tennis instead. He was pretty much our tennis captain if the teacher didn't show. The least he could do was read, but I'm sure he'll get a place in the international teams so he won't have to worry about being smart.
So you can see why he was the second reason I wanted to do tennis. He didn't pick on anyone, he was just one of those 'cool' guys that was pretty easy to get along with. Sure I liked him one time, but that was before he went out with a girl that once said; 'food isn't for eating' in the hall way. I mean seriously, what's food for then? Food fights?
Being cool for one day surprisingly felt good, I felt liked for once. But I was perfectly fine with being myself instead. Besides, it was better if Jason was the only one that liked me and didn't treat me like a ghost. I mean he saw me when I was invisible, even when I wore unattractive cloths, not puffer jackets or jean shorts- not that there were any in my draws.
Tom came to me after school outside with a awkward smile.
"Hi, so can you going to be popular tomorrow is well?" He asked. If people noticed they probably would think were going out. Imagine that.
"Why? I'm not having guys throw themselves at me and girls either hating or envying me." I said honestly.
"Please, I'll get you clothes tomorrow. You know I have a sister and I'm rich so it won't be a problem to get your size." That's another reason why I lost interest in Tom, he's so up himself.
"Look, I don't want to be treated differently anymore. I'm not comfortable with this."
"But Jason said you felt unappreciated." He whispered.
"Yeah, but I don't care anymore."
"Because you have him when you were invisible?"
"Yeah."
"OK, suit yourself." Tom walked ff without another word.
Joey watered the grass with the hose as I stopped to talk.
"Hey Joe," I said. Joey made little eye contact.
"How was school?"
"Oh, I was cool today. But I prefer to be a ghost." I joked.
"That's awesome."
"Hamish, the guy yesterday, he's not my boyfriend by the way."
"Why'd he kiss you?"
"He's Jason's friend, I didn't want, I couldn't tell him no." Joey looked up fully concentrating on me.
"Well, I'll pray that he won't hurt or force you or take advantage of you."
"Thanks." Joey smiled at my smile.
"He wasn't there by the way." Kora read her magazine as she spoke when I was about to go into my room. "I think he feels guilty."
"Why the hell would you tell him?" I whisper.
"I should be afraid, but what's he going to do? Kill the sister of the one he loves so dearly?"
"Yeah, your my sister. I would hate it if he killed you."
"Really?" Kora looked up frowning in shock.
"Hell yes. No one hurts my sister.
"Even after I black mailed you all of this time?" I nodded. "That's my sis." She said it like what I would do wasn't even that important.
Even though I didn't want to be popular I still wanted to rub it in Tom's face that I was finally cool. Kora let me use her skinny jeans and black shirt that showed too much cleavage. Jason somehow gave me confidence. Maybe it was because someone liked me for the first time. Sure, I had the looks- not wanting to sound too cocky, but I didn't want to be a show off either.
Tom nodded at me as he passed me at the lockers. Just for this day I want to be liked. But this wasn't enough. Being liked by these people was unsatisfying. Being loved by Jason is what I longed for the most. Minutes passed, the bell wrung for the start, but I didn't move. I felt cold and lonely.
The way I had behaved was like those pretty fake girls. They flirted with boys in class and never payed attention to the teacher unless the teacher was cute, but then again they'd probably zone out and daydream if the teacher was too hot. I had became what I hated.
For some reason outside the school as I was sitting on the steps Joey came racing straight to me.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"I was just threatened by this guy to stay away from you. What's that all about?" Joey caught his breath.
"Was his hair short and black?"
"Yeah. Is that Jason?" I nodded. Joey widened his eyes in shook.
"What? Don't you think I can get a cute guy?"
"Yes, he's just not what I thought was your type."
"What is my type Joey?" After a pause Kora came running by Joey.
"Hey, I saw the whole thing. Do you have a death wish or something? Your not safe around mystery." Kora growled as she caught her breath.
"How do you know that for sure?" Kora and I linked eyes.
"It's complicated." If I could talk to Jason I'd say Joey wasn't a threat to them or me. It's not that Joey wasn't my type, it was that Joey would never go for me.
"I'm serious, what's going on?" Joey asked on my bed next to me, Kora kept walking forward and back.
"Tell him," Kora said not linking eyes.
"I can't, he'll be in more danger." I said.
"I don't think he can get in any more trouble Myth!" Kora snapped looking me dead in the eye.
"Please just tell me." Joey looked deep into my soul that desperately wanted to cling onto him.
"it's the Jacob situation. Jason was there is all." Kora said.
"I want to hear it from Mist." Joey glanced at Kora then back to me.
"Your a Christian right?" It was a dumb question, but Joey nodded anyway.
"Jason... is a vampire. So are his friends. They killed Jacob." I had to tell Joey, now he knows what he's up against, although it isn't much of a fair fight. I couldn't keep something like this from joey even if I wanted to. Joey stayed emotionless for a while then stared at my carpet, this isn't what he expected.
":You said he was your boyfriend?" Joey broke the silence.
"Yes," I whispered.
"Why?"
"He gave me my first kiss, I wanted more, I wanted to get to know him more."
"So it's built on lust. Your in-love with the Satins creation." Of course Joey wouldn't understand, he's one of those Christians that abide every rule in the bible book. Christians don't lie, this would come out soon.
"Please don't tell."
"If the cops ask me, I will have to. But they wouldn't think that I would be a suspect so were OK for now. Let's hope it doesn't come down to that." Joey finally looked up.
"Thank you," I hugged Joey.
"I'll call my mum, she'll let me spend the night here." Joey went to the living room to get the phone.
"You do realize if Joey tells Jason could get locked up." Kora stated the obvious.
"Jason's fast, they won't catch him." I assumed that a vampire must have super speed.
"Cops are good Myth. Don't underestimate them. They aren't the enemy."
"Jason's not either!"
"He kills Myth. A cold-blooded, literally cold-blooded, killer! How could you love that?!"
"I can see past all that." I smiled.
"Wow, your crazy" Kora rolled her eyes.
"Really? Vampires are passionate, interesting..."
"I think you need to get to know him sis. Not Edward from twilight." Kora left. She was right, and I wanted to.
Joey slept on a spare mattress in Kora's room that was wider than mine. It was ridiculous, Joey should have just slept in Kora's bed. I don't remember why they broke up. They started hanging around the house a lot more than going out, then all of a sudden Kora said she was bored of him and went to her room. It was silly, she gave no explanation whatsoever.
In the middle of the night I had the sudden urge to get water. But as I closed the door Joey stood outside Kora's door opposite me. Joey stood there making no sound.
"Hi Joe," I said quietly.
"Hi Mist," somehow I could see his smile forming in the dark.
"Watcha doin'?"
"Getting water."
"Me too." I wanted to walk, but my body didn't respond to my commands. My feet were glued to the floor. Joey walked closer and closer to me until his arms were at my waist. In that moment no air escaped my nose or lips. Joey gently kissed my lips for one hold that felt like a minute.
"Nope, just saliva." Joey whispered then went back into Kora's room. Why did he do that? That kiss played in my mind all night. I couldn't figure out if I was happy or confused at one point, at one I was both.