Lauren stormed down the hallway, stroking her poor tail protectively which she had landed on after that rude person had knocked her down. She had wanted to tell him off but she figured it wasn’t worth her time. For now she had to meet Lisa and Eloise. She turned a corner and came to the nurse’s office. Mr Gannon and the nurse were standing outside.
“Hey” Lauren called as she approached them. “Have you seen Eloise and Lisa?”
“Hi Lauren. Yes they went that way” Mr Gannon smiled, pointing further up the hall. Lauren groaned with annoyance. Eloise and Lisa were disappearing way too often. It was tiresome and she was sick of having to look for them. With a sigh of exasperation, she walked off in the direction Mr Gannon had pointed to.
A couple of conversations later, Lauren arrived outside her room. Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she opened the door and froze. There, hiding underneath the covers of her bed were two big lumps. Her eyes narrowed as a small hand pulled the sheets up a bit.
“I-is that you Lauren?” squeaked Lisa’s muffled voice. Lauren placed her hands on her hips and lifted and eyebrow.
“Okay what are you two doing in my bed?” she asked, trying to keep a straight face as Eloise’s head popped out from under the blanket. This sight was all too comical. Eloise glanced behind Lauren anxiously while Lisa burrowed deeper into the covers. There was a clanging sound and she emerged holding a water pistol. She pointed it at the door behind Lauren.
“Do you see him?” she asked Eloise in a frightened voice.
“No thank goodness. Lauren quick! Shut the door!” Eloise hissed frantically. Lauren shut the door feeling rather confused, and walked over to the bed.
“What’s going on?” she asked, trying to think of a logical explanation for her friend’s weird behaviour. Eloise glanced once more at the door and leaned in towards Lauren.
“I’m being stalked” she whispered, her voice trembling with terror. “He tried to kill me during the assembly...and then l-last night I was asleep in the nurse’s office and when I woke up ...he was there! In the bed next to mine!!”
Lauren frowned. Eloise was in quite a state. Whoever this stalker was, he was going to pay! But first she would have to calm Eloise down.
“That’s not all” Lisa suddenly blurted. “ He attacked Eloise when she was hiding in the closet.”
Eloise’s eyes widened.
“That was him? But how? I used superglue!”
“He can teleport” Lisa whispered secretively. “And he’s also a pervert! I saw him...to a girl. He-he kissed her...and-“she burst into tears. “He’s scary Lauren! I don’t want him to find us!” Lauren and Eloise exchanged worried glances. Then Lauren went over to the door and locked it.
“Don’t worry, he won’t get past me” she grinned maliciously. She paused for a moment as a thought occurred.
“By the way why are you hiding in my bed?”
“Yes Lisa why are we hiding here?” Eloise questioned. She had been so terrified that she hadn’t objected to Lisa’s ridiculous hiding sopt. Lisa shrugged.
“It’s a completely logical reason” she said innocently. “I figured if we couldn’t see him then he couldn’t see us either. And I was
and your bed seemed the safest.” Lauren sighed. Lisa could be such a child at times! She looked at Eloise. Her face was pale with exhaustion and there were big bags under her eyes.
“You need to sleep!” Lauren said in concern. Eloise yawned.
“I wanted to...but after last night I just couldn’t and now...” her eyes drooped. “...So tired” she mumbled and fell asleep. Lisa crept out of Lauren’s bed and ran up to Lauren, putting on the best puppy dog face she could muster.
“Lauren...I left my teddy bear in the nurse’s office” she said sadly.
“Well go and get it” Lauren said. Lisa widened her eyes pleadingly.
“Can you come with me? I’m
” she pleaded. Lauren looked at Eloise. She didn’t think the stalker would know where their room was. And if they only left for a few minutes...
“Okay” she decided, causing Lisa to bounce happily and headed out the door. A couple minutes later they arrived at the nurse’s office. A dark figure stood in the middle of the room. Lauren looked at him suspiciously. He had blond spiky hair and bright blue eyes. He was fairly tall with a narrow build, and olive skin. He was looking nonchalantly at something he had picked up...something brown and furry...
“MY TEDDY!!” screamed Lisa, causing the guy to look up in surprise. He quickly concealed his shock with a mischievous smirk.
“Looking for this?” he taunted while dangling the teddy bear.
“Gimme” Lisa pleaded as she stretched out her arms to get the bear.
The guy’s eyes widened in amusement as he held the bear up out of the little girl’s reach.
“You know” he said.”It’s a pretty nice bear. I think I’ll keep it for myself.”
“Oh no you don’t” growled Lauren menacingly. “Give us the bear or else!”
“Or else what?” the blond boy sneered. “What are you going to do? Meow at me? Oh I’m so
.” Lauren glared and pounced at him. She was about to claw him when he held the teddy bear up in front of her. Knowing how upset Lisa would get if she ruined her teddy bear, Lauren tried to retract her hand and collided into the curtains.
Lisa watched in an amazed kind of horror as the boy expertly wrapped the curtains round Lauren, further entangling her. An enraged hiss echoed throughout the room.
“What’s da matter? Is da widdle kitty cat all tied up?” the boy taunted; a wicked grin on his face. Lauren growled in a furious rage. This jerk was going to pay BIG time for this!!
The boy smirked smugly at her, a superior look on his face. Then, satisfied that she couldn’t escape, he turned towards Lisa, replacing his smirk with a wicked grin.
Lisa’s face turned chalk white as she fumbled in her pockets for her water gun. Taking it out she pointed it at the boy with trembling fingers.
“G-give me the teddy or I-I’ll shoot” she stammered. The boy chuckled in amusement and walked towards her. Lisa’s eyes widened in terror.
“Lauren” she wailed as the boy stopped and looked down at her with interest. Leaning down he stared at her intently and pinched her cheeks. Lisa squeaked in pain as he then squeezed the teddy bear.
“They’re the same” she heard him mutter curiously. Lisa again held out her arms.
“Please give my teddy back?” she begged putting on the best puppy dog face she could manage. The boy continued to stare at her unfazed by her puppy dog eyes. Then smirking he said
“Well I suppose I could give it to you...but then I’ll need a replacement. Do you still want it?” He held out the bear. Lisa snatched it and hugged it tightly, staring at the boy in confusion.
The boy smiled triumphantly.
“My name’s Jesse by the way. And I think I’ll call you Doll cause you’re so childish.” Lisa stared at him in confusion. Why was this creepy weirdo calling her a doll? Did she look like a toy? She stared at her teddy bear. She didn’t look anything like him! This guy was seriously confused!! And as for the other comment...
A low growl emitted from the curtains as Lauren sprang from her shredded prison. Seeing her chance, Lisa squirted the water pistol (which was actually filled with pepper spray) into Jesse’s eyes.
“Ow!” Jesse complained, rubbing his now red eyes, while just barely dodging Lauren. He narrowed his eyes and glared angrily at Lisa.
“I’ll forgive you this time but do something like that again and I won’t be so merciful” he warned. He stood at the doorway and playfully poked his tongue out at Lauren. “Cya round Doll. Bye Kitty” he smirked and left. Lauren charged out after him, followed closely by Lisa.
“Why that little...where did he go?! Lauren shouted as she looked wildly around. Lisa came to a stop and started to tremble uncontrollably.
“Uh Lisa, are you okay?” Lauren asked, noticing Lisa’s weird behaviour.
“He called me CHILDISH!!” she screeched in fury, causing Lauren to stagger back nervously. “How dare he call me a child with that superior smug look on his stupid face. Why I’m almost 17!! And I’m way more grown up than he is!! Which makes me WAY better than him!! I am mad! I am furious! I am ENRAGED!!”
Lauren stared in astonishment as Lisa continued to rant, her face turning red with fury. Then she remembered her own anger. That prick had treated her like a pet cat and had even called her a kitten!! He would not call her that and live to tell the tale. No. She was going to get even.
“Don’t worry Lisa. We’ll make him pay dearly” Lauren growled. Lisa bounced excitedly.
“Oh I know! Lets pull his hair out! And stick pins in his face! He won’t be able to smirk then! And then we can dress him up as a baby and put pictures of it all round the school.” Lisa snickered gleefully. Lauren looked at Lisa worriedly. She was acting rather strange. Lauren made a mental note never to call her a child or doll for that matter.
“I suppose we could do that...but perhaps we should do this as well” Lauren said. They walked back to their dormitory conspiratorially and continued to come up with revenge plans. Jesse didn’t know what was coming to him. By the end of tomorrow he would wish that he’d never been born!
Chelsea sighed regretfully as she woke up and realised that Tristan was still missing. What was she going to do now? She didn’t want to go back to sleep and without Tristan...
A short series of muffled footsteps outside the door brought Chelsea out of her thoughts. She sat up in excitement. Could it be Tristan? Bounding over to the door she swung it open only to find...Drake? What was Drake doing here again? Oh yeah! The punishment!
Chelsea smiled gleefully at the rather intimidated teen standing before her. Then, forcefully grabbing his hand, she skipped down the hallway, dragging a sulky Drake behind her.
Upon finally arriving at the human girl’s room, after asking at the school office for directions, Chelsea softly knocked on the door. When she didn’t get a response she opened the door, delighted that it hadn’t been locked. All the less effort for her!
Looking around the room she spotted the human girl, sleeping in one of the beds. Drake was muttering about letting her sleep and had started to head out the door when Chelsea sharply pulled on his ear and sauntered over to the girl’s bed. Nudging her gently and then more forcefully when she wouldn’t wake up, Chelsea pushed Drake in front of her and watched as the girl slowly opened her eyes. And screamed.
Lauren and Lisa were walking down the corridor exchanging revenge plans when an unearthly scream came from their room. Exchanging worried glances, they ran to see what was wrong.
Eloise had been having a rather strange dream involving shoe shopping and superglue when she was rudely interrupted by someone nudging her arm. It was probably Lauren wanting her to get out of her bed. She rolled over and groaned. Stupid Lauren. Couldn’t she let her sleep in peace?
She wearily opened her eyes and froze. It wasn’t Lauren. It was him! That horrible guy had come to kill her again. An ear piercing scream escaped from her li[s as she shrank back in horror. She was going to die. He would kill her and she wouldn’t even be able to defend herself because she was tangled up in her sheets. Not that she could defend herself anyway. She had always been bad at self defence. In fact she had only passed because...wait this sounded familiar. Had she thought this before?
But no! Why was she thinking of such things now? She was going to die!
“Noooooo!” she screamed, as she rolled across the bed in a futile effort to disentangle herself. As she landed with a thud on the floor, Eloise gazed up in horror at her stalker. While feeling strongly reassured by her confining cocoon of blankets Eloise couldn’t help but feel that his purpose of being here alone with her in her bedroom was not quite as sinister as she had thought. Maybe he had come to confess his undying love? Or maybe he had come to ask her advice on how to ask out Lisa; after all she had seen him staring at Lisa earlier yesterday. Maybe...
Eloise’s fantasies trailed off into nothing as she noticed the presence of several other people in her room. A girl with long curled chocolate brown hair, and a rather short school skirt stood in the corner of the room with her arms folded and watching Drake disapprovingly. Another man was standing next to her. His hair was short, red and spiked and Eloise could see from the colour of his eyes that this guy was a demon. He was smirking.
“Um, what’s going on? Who are you?” asked Eloise, narrowing her eyes.
Just then Lauren and Lisa burst into the room.
“Keep away from her you...YOU!” Lauren’s voice changed tone as she spotted the smirking demon. His eyes narrowed and Lauren sprang at him. Eloise felt most distressed and confounded as an epic battle began between demon and cat girl.
The other girl shook her head in mock derision.
“Well I’m Chelsea, that’s Dante and THIS,” she said shaking Eloise’s mysterious stalker by the ear “is Drake.”
Just then Lisa began making some sort of hysterical squeaking noise.
“You...ep! In with...eq!...That creepy eqk! Kissing! Eqqkuk!”
The girl waved her hand at Lisa.
“Yes, yes there is time for that later.” Lisa fainted. “In the meantime Drake is here to say-”
Chelsea was cut off by a yell of pain from Dante and a triumphant yowl from Lauren. Chelsea scowled at the battling duo, then continued.
“..Something to you, human.”
As Drake opened his mouth there was a loud crashing sound as Dante swung Lauren, attached to his arm by her teeth, into a table. Drake took his chance and mumbled something. Eloise frowned, here was her stalker trying to say something of possibly vital importance and all Lauren could do was make too much noise with her new playmate.
He mumbled again. Eloise was really cranky now. Before she could say anything Chelsea smacked Drake on the back of the head.
“Louder!” she demanded. Drake looked completely and utterly depressed.
“I’m...sorry for stalking you” he finally managed to choke out. Chelsea glared at him.
Eloise thought Chelsea’s question sounded more like a demand. Duestion? Quemand? He he, she liked her new words. Oh wait, he’s saying something else pay attention now.
“And I’ll be your...slave...for the next five weeks.” Eloise started in surprise. Lisa got up from her faint and stared. Lauren and Dante stopped mid-fight. Lauren was sitting on his back, claw stopped just before his face. Dante had her other arm and had stopped mid twist.
“I didn’t know about that part” Dante tried to hold in hysterics, and failed. He fell over laughing. Lauren fell down with Dante and started to laugh too...though her laugh indicated she had some maniacle plan in mind.
Lisa looked gobsmacked, then she grinned evilly. This could make her plans against Jesse that much easier.
Chelsea looked supremely satisfied.
Drake looked crestfallen.
Tristan was worried. Where on earth could Chelsea be? He was in desperate need of a hiding place, and Chelsea seemed to have a limitless knowledge of the school’s unusual class rooms, forgotten corridors and abandoned bath rooms. How she had managed to acquire this knowledge was not something he really wanted to contemplate.
Walking down another dormitory corridor he stopped upon hearing some sort of commotion. He considered ignoring it, but that would mean he would get in trouble from the vice principle (she always found out somehow) and then get sent to the principle...which was really too horrible to contemplate...
The sight that greeted him upon opening the door left him speechless for a few moments. The pixie girl, Lisa he thought her name was, had the most malicious look he had ever seen on her face... which was made all the more scary because the look was being worn by something as cute as a pixie.
Then his eyes drifted to the corner of the room from which the noise was coming. A cat girl and a demon had collapsed in a heap that looked like it belonged to a failed game of extreme twister. And they were laughing their heads off...weird. He turned his gaze towards the last group of people in the room. There was Drake who looked like the most miserable person alive..well as alive as a vampire gets. There was a stunned looking Eloise in bed and...Chelsea. He should have known she’d be at the centre of a drama.
“What is going on here?” Tristan demanded in his best -I’m a teacher and an adult I know more than you – voice.
Chelsea squealed happily, then turned her cheek to face him and tapped it. He frowned. What was she thinking?!
“This is neither the time nor the place” he said trying to sound as if he had some sort of control in the situation.
“It is the time and place if I so decide and if you don’t then you ain’t getting nothing so suck it!” Chelsea paused a moment. “Oh wait! I won’t so there!” she laughed at him. Now that was just plain mean...and oh so sexy...trying to maintain some form of dignity, he kissed Chelsea ____ on the cheek. It was very hard to limit himself to that but he managed it. Then he heard a scream from behind.
“It’s the pervert!” the pixie screamed. “Lauren help!!!”
The cat girl stopped laughing and disentangled herself from the demon. Just as it looked like she had managed it and was about to head his way, the demon yanked her tail and pulled her over. The girl yowled and smacked him. He stopped laughing and a fight began, he had the feeling this was not the first time. Tristan was just about to say something of great importance when suddenly a bell rang. So he changed what he was going to say.
“BREAKFAST” both Tristan and Drake cried.
Though Drake was looking hungrily at Eloise as he said it. Chelsea smacked him.
Meanwhile, Dante was struggling to untangle himself and ended up kicking Lauren in the process of his rush to get to breakfast. He then raced out of the room followed closely by a furious Lauren screaming death threats. Chelsea and Tristan glanced at each other secretively and then walked off, leaving Eloise, Lisa and Drake.
Drake stared at Eloise, weighing up his chances of eating her with no reprisals from Chelsea. Deciding it was not going to happen, he figured it would be best to lead her to the dining hall because if anything at all happened to her Chelsea would blame him. Looking around the room awkwardly, he cleared his throat.
“Um, well maybe we should, uh, make our way down to breakfast-”
“Now hang on a second,” interrupted Eloise, wearing a look on her face that Drake could only describe as ...Pained.
“Let me get this right.” Drake looked down at her expectantly (she really was a lot shorter than he remembered), “You, are a stalker.”
Drake narrowed his eyes.
“Uh, yeah. I guess you could use the word “stalker”...”
Eloise nodded thoughtfully, her face still pained.
“And somehow you know all the random people who suddenly burst into our room a few minutes ago. And somehow they all know me. And Lauren.” she added quickly. “Are they stalking me too?”
She frowned at him.
“No...” he began slowly, “Though I will admit, I’m not exactly sure how Chelsea knew who you were, or where you sleep, or your show size...but I wouldn’t be too worried....” he trailed off uncertainly.
Staring back up at him, she continued, “So, you’re going to be...my slave? For five weeks?”
“Uh, yeah. Unless you don’t want that of course!” he raised his eyebrows questioningly.
Eloise narrowed her eyes.
“You’re not getting out of this! Do you know how many sleepless nights I suffered! How I was too paranoid to sleep with the light off! I haven’t been able to bring myself to walk anywhere without any pepper spray. Or my trusty safety talisman!”
Drake looked at her sceptically.
Eloise slowly pulled something out of her pocket. Something strange, something moist, something covered with pocket lint. A strange smell seemed to be emanating from it.
“What the hell is that?!” Drake noticed Lisa recoil from the smell. In her hand there sat a strange shrivelled thing, tied together with red brown string.
“This is a safety talisman the Black Magic Club were kind wnough to make me.”
“But what is it?”
Eloise stared at him in horror.
“You think I would give away the secrets of the BMC?! Never.”
“Is...is that a cabbage leaf?”
“Eh! N-no! It is not a curst/cursed? Cabbage leaf wrapped around a blessed chicken sacrificed on a full moon and then tied together with a piece of used surgical thread than has been charged with the mystical energies of the new moon! How could you even think that?!” Eloise glared at him.
“Are you a member of the Black Magic Club?” he asked, folding his arms.
“Pfft! Me?! A member of the BMC?! Do I look like a member of the Black Magic Club?!”
He looked at her sceptically.
“No, you don’t quite strike me as the black magic member type...”
“Damn right I don’t! I’m the founder of that club! Well, co founder. But a founder none the less.” She declared pointing her finder at Drake accusingly.
“Yes, it’s a long story. Basically, like you, I went through a phase.” Drake raised his eyebrows questioningly. “I too believed I was a vampire for a while. But don’t worry, this phase will pass.”
“Huh? But...but I am a vampire.”
Eloise sighed, shaking her head. Drake stared at her. Was this girl being serious?! A co founder of the creepy Black Magic Club! She was a blond haired halfwit who was terrified of her own shadow! How had she managed to become interested in Black Magic? And what did she mean by telling him he was only deluded into thinking he was a vampire?! After three hundred or so years of drinking blood, of being unable to stand the sunlight, of being deathly allergic to garlic, you would think he would know whether or not he was a vampire.
“Anyway, you’re interrupting my story,” Eloise started, pursing her lips. Drake glowered at her.
“Anyway. So I was in my vampire phase. It was during this time I lost a lot of friends. People started to avoid me. And so I was all alone.” Drake rolled his eyes. “It was then I met Nathanial. He was alone like I was, abandoned for the same reason I was; he suffered from the delusion that he was a vampire. Together we attended counselling and soon we became good friends, due to having many common interests, such as Black Magic. When we came to school we both decided to use our experiences for the better of the community by forming the Black Magic Club. Here we can help others who suffer from the same affliction we used to, to assist others by performing rituals or giving out amulets of luck or good health. Here we can make a real difference!”
“If it’s so ‘good’, why do you call it the Black magic club? He asked irritably.
“Cause it sounded cool.” Eloise shrugged. “So tell me vampire boy, are you going to try and bite me again?” Drake glared at her. If only that stupid pixie wasn’t in here, he would take her down right this instant.
“No. I won’t.”
“Okay then!” she said smiling. “You can carry all my books for class down to breakfast for me so I don’t have to come back.”
Drake stared at her flatly. She was really starting to get on his nerves! Only five minutes ago she had been cowering under the sheets with fright and yet here she was now, ordering him around with absolute confidence. Who did this girl think she was? He would kill her right now if it wasn’t for that darn Chelsea.
“Ahem, I’d like to eat breakfast before Christmas please” Eloise stated, tapping her foot against the floor impatiently. Drake gritted his teeth and angrily grabbed the books off Eloise’s desk. That darn human was getting way too comfortable. Well she was in for a surprise. HE would find a way out of this mess and once he did she would pay. He snorted as he recalled part of their earlier conversation. Deluded vampire? Hah! She would soon see that he was the real thing....very soon.
Upon reaching the dining hall Eloise paused and looked around for Lauren. She soon noticed her sitting next to Dante. They were slapping (or in Lauren’s case whacking) each other with fish. Eloise sighed. This called for a change in seating plans. There was no way she wanted to smell like fish in her first class of the day. Eloise walked over to an empty table, followed by a reluctant Drake. Lisa had left them earlier when she had noticed a table full of sweets. Eloise turned to Drake.
“You can go fetch my breakfast now,” she smiled. “I’d like the blueberry pancakes and tea, white, no sugar.” Drake glared at her. He was so tempted to kill her right now. No one was looking anyway. He could be quick enough that no one would notice. His gaze locked on Eloise’s neck, causing her to shift uncomfortably. He was about to lean in and bite her when suddenly a hand grabbed his head and smashed it into the table.
“Hi again” Chelsea smiled at Eloise, sitting in the chair next to Drake. Tristan sat on the other side of her. Drake groaned in both pain and frustration. There went his chance of freedom.
“So are you all ready for your first exciting class?” Tristan positively beamed. “It is with me! Yay for art!!” Chelsea looked Tristan over critically.
“What is up with you today?” Tristan grinned madly.
“A complete lack of sleep, running off adrenaline and the massive amount of coffee and endorphins has left me in a rather excitable state, my dear!” Chelsea frowned.
“And the stylised language is a result of this?”
“Why my dear, you are catching on quite quickly!”
Dante and Lauren dizzily wondered over.
“Don’t you dare bring your troublesome quarrels over to my table” Eloise exclaimed, naturally slipping into the same speech pattern as Tristan.
“Nah...we declared a truce when we started seeing double” Dante said in a rather out of it voice. Eloise frowned not quite believing him.
“No matter,” she turned to Tristan. “Why on earth did you spend the entirety of the night awake?”
“Well Miss Bonner, I was put into flight for fear of my virtue,”- Chelsea snorted at this comment-“for our dear principal Mr Lukenoff has, well, designs upon me!”
Jaws dropped in shock...well those who understood half the conversation anyway.
“I’m sorry, what did you say about the principal?” Drake asked after returning with Eloise’s breakfast. An awkward silence ensued.
The sound of the principal’s voice booming across the room finally broke the silence. Drake noticed smirks appear on everyone’s faces, apart from Chelsea who was scowling. Speaking into the microphone he said, “Good morning students, I hope you’re all pumped and ready for school today! Now is the time for you all to buckle down and prepare yourselves to work hard and apply yourselves and – Oh Tristan! I’ve been looking for you all morning! Heh! Please come and see me in my office after this assembly, I have some things I wish to...discuss with you.”
Everyone in the room seemed to look at Tristan.
“Oh, uh...um. I- uh can’t. I-I’ve got to, um...” Then, catching sight of Eloise. “I’ve got to get to class early and talk to one of my students about her art..”
The principal frowned.
“Very well. I’ll see you at recess.”
Everyone looked at Tristan smirking. Tristan appeared to look slightly ill.
“I’m not going anywhere alone today!” he declared, the thought of a principal attack sobering him out of the strange state he had been in. “I know, I’ll ask Minato to come with me!”
“You mean Mr Sanada, the weird Asian cat-guy?”
“What do you mean by weird?”
“He has a sculpture he made of you! Are you sure you want another person with a thing for you hanging around?”
“Yes, that’s perfect! He’ll get all jealous and won’t let Mr Lukenoff do anything! He can be scary enough when he’s emotional!”
“Yes it is one of the main traits of our people” Lauren practically purred.
What came next was probably Dante’s fault but he said it was all Lauren’s.
“Your species?! Scary?” There was a pause. “You’re all a bunch of fraidy cats!”
To anyone else this would have seemed a pathetic insult, but to a cat warrior of honour this required satisfaction. There was a sound that was somewhere between a hiss and a roar and all hell broke loose as demon and ca-girl attempted to destroy each other with spoons. Had this been somewhere private it would have simply become some epic death match again, but because it was in a public space, other demons and cat people responded to the call. The rest of the school opted for hiding under the tables.
Diving under the table, into the chaos, he scanned the crowd. He was gonna get that dumb blonde human brat.
Glancing to his left he saw that Eloise was now huddling under a table....five tables away...how did she go so quickly?
Lisa was not happy. Just as Tristan started to defend Mr Sanada, Eloise had quickly and quietly pulled Lisa under a table.
“Deja Vu Lisa!” she whispered heatedly, then speedily crawled away. Lisa sighed. The reason Eloise was at this high school instead of a human one was that she had powers. However, Eloise’s powers had yet to become controllable, reliable, consistent and strong. Eloise may well have a sense of Deja Vu but this did not mean it was in any way connected to precognition. She decided to follow Eloise to ensure no harm came to her poor helpless human friend. However, she only got halfway before she was blocked by a knot of battling students. Deciding it would be safer to return underneath the table, Lisa shuffled back the way she had come.
Meanwhile, Drake was still attempting to find, maul and then kill Eloise, so far unsuccessfully... Ahh!! There she was! Cowering under a table- looking all yummy and edible and
and in need of protection....so that he could eat her himself. Yeah that was it. Not because she made him want to hold her and rub her back till she felt better. Nope not at all. He was suddenly brought back to real life when he noticed a food tray heading directly for Eloise’s head. Drake jumped and landed on top of Eloise, taking the tray to the head in her place. It must have been thrown by Lauren, because it hurt so much it made his fangs pop out and he hissed close to Eloise’s face.
Tristan slid his hand up Chelsea’s stockinged calves, stopping when he reached her knees so he could pull her into a better position. His hands continued their slow wandering up her thighs. Chelsea purred. Her mouth had been attached to his neck and when his hands slip all the way up to squeeze her hips, she bit down and he buckled. Chelsea’s mouth sought Tristan’s as their hands freely roamed. Chelsea had the first few buttons on Tristan’s shirt undone and his tie off, Tristan had returned the favour and slipped her bra off. Things were just getting good when the principal started calling him.
“Grrrr” Chelsea’s purr turned to a growl.
“I hate him” her voice had gone icy at being interrupted. The principal continued his search.
“That’s it. I’m ending this” and with that she slipped out from under Tristan and sought out Lauren and Dante.
Lauren was finally getting the upper hand. She just needed to manoeuvre his leg and – dammit! He’d got out of it. This was taking a long time and it probably didn’t help that everyone was fighting...or at least the demons and the cats. She could see Chelsea making her way towards them. No one seemed to want to fight her though. Suddenly she was next to them, tapping her on the shoulder.
“Hey Lauren, isn’t there, like a law that says if a cat person is in a fight with a suitable male, and it is declared even because no winner is found after a certain amount of time they have to marry? Remind me how long is that time? An hour and a half right? Well you’ve got, like fifteen minutes left.”
She said it loud enough that everyone could hear, and every cat and demon in the cafeteria ran.
“Right” said Chelsea. “I’m off to class Mr Lukenoff. I expect you’ll have this cleaned up by lunch.” She sounded authoritative and despite the fact that she was braless, her buttons were mostly undone, her shirt askew and hi thigh highs had a ladder in them, (sexed is how Tristan would put it) everyone in the room scattered to do exactly what she told them too. Though on the way out Tristan smacked her arse. He loved her no arguments tone...
Lauren was still shaking even after showering, changing, getting her books and going to class. After Chelsea’s reminder of tribal law, she hadn’t been able to get Dante off her mind. But then, maybe thats what he wanted...keep her so preoccupied that he could sneak up and attack her, or maybe he would drag their next fight out long enough that she’s have no choice but to surrender unless she wanted to marry him. He was fiendish enough to make her go through with it too....maybe he was acting or maybe it wasn’t him who had set it up. Maybe it was her subconscious. It could well be, she had never trusted that evil minx part of herself. Lauren was sure it was hiding bits of her own memories from her...
Eloise frowned, she was sure Drake wasn’t really a vampire...but then she’s seen his fangs pop out when he’d hissed not to mention the preternatural speed needed to reach her before the tray hit her. Arrrrgh this was frustrating! But then again, she reminded herself, most of the students here seemed to have supernatural speed and strength, and is someone was fanatic enough to go around draining a person of blood, surely getting fang implants was nothing! He was a weird one for sure.
Eloise was ripped from her musings by a familiar voice, “Oh, I was just thinking, sorry.”
“You’re also here early for our club’s meeting” Nathaniel remarked, considering her with a dark brooding stare. She shrugged,
“Someone offered to take all my school books back to my room so I got here early. Oh and I have a, uh, friend coming to our clubs meeting, don’t worry he won’t get in the way.”
“ ‘He?!’, uh, I mean, who? A classmate?”
“Drake something. And he’s not quite a ‘classmate’, more of a deluded stalker, who actually hates me and is only hanging around me because he was blackmailed by his friends. But he’s a nice enough guy. You’ll like him.”
Nathaniel seemed relieved for some reason.
“Oh okay. Is he interested in joining the club at all?”
“No, but I do think it would be beneficial for him. He thinks he’s a vampire you see. It might help him to see that he’s not alone in his affliction. I thought maybe you could talk to him.”
“Please, Nathaniel. It would mean a lot to me.” And it would mean I don’t have to constantly watch my back when he’s around, she thought.
“Okay, but only because you asked me to. So do you wanna help me set up for the meeting?”
“Sure! That’s what I’m here for.”
As they set up chairs in a circle, and prepared the candles, herbs and toenails for todays ritual, all the members began to arrive.
“Oh Drake!” Eloise squeaked, dropping the cursed pumpkin seeds on the alter, “Over here! I have someone I want you to meet before the meeting starts.”
She led him to Nathaniel who was donning his black ceremony cape and mask.
“Nathaniel, this is Drake.” Nathaniel paused, mask in hand.
“You!” he roared at Drake, glaring furiously.
“Don’t you dare speak to me! Get the hell out of this room and keep away from Eloise!”
“What the hell is your problem.” Drake muttered.
“You bit my mother!”
“It was consentual.”
“You’re the reason I thought I was a vampire for all these years!”
“Oh, sorry about that.”
“Get the hell away from me! Get out now!”
Drake looked at Eloise.
“Maybe you should go” she mumbled.
He nodded and made his way through the room and out the door.
Lisa stormed back to her room, her free period was right before lunch, so she had plenty of time to sulk and sulk she would. The battle had not been a good start to the morning, the table that had contained all of her sugary breakfast cereals had been totalled. Then Lauren had spent an abnormal amount of time in the shower and then had come out muttering and mumbling and generally behaving in a way that had put poor Lisa on edge. Things had just gotten worse in art class because the pervy teacher had been hanging around her normal Art teacher Mr Sanada and it seemed Tristan Mcpervy had been right about normal seeming Sanada having a creepy side. He’d been so distracted that she’d had to ask the person next to her for help. And that person had been none other than the creepy guy who had tried to steal her teddy! Or so she had thought at first, but he had soon convinced her otherwise. He had actually been pretty nice, but then she had found out he had a twin sister. So that teddy thief had actually been a girl! She guessed it made more sense. What kind of guy would want a teddy bear anyway? The rest of her classes had been frustrating, dreary and dull. She had wanted to tell her news to Lauren and Eloise but Eloise was too busy thinking of mean things to make Drake do to gossip with her and Lauren... well she was still acting paranoid and was in no fit state to talk to. Lisa’s day so far had been crap!!
As she turned down the corridor to her room, she growled as she spotted a familiar figure standing in the corridor and blocking the door to her room! She decided to make a pre-emptive strike.
Her tormentor screamed and fell over as she tackled him.
“Am I a doll now tomboy?!” Lisa laughed maniacally.
“What are you talking about?” cried the much cornered Jesse.
“You can’t fool me” sneered Lisa, “You‘re just saying that so I’ll think you’re actually your nice brother, but I know you’re actually his evil twin sister. If I let you go then you’ll turn on me and steal my teddy! Well I won’t let you!”
“Wait, I’m not a girl! You’ve got it all wrong!” Jesse cried.
“You can’t fool me! You’re even wearing the same clothes as yesterday!” Lisa snarled. She crushed his head further into the ground.
“Help somebody please!” Jesse screamed, rather convincingly.
Now Lisa was seriously confused.
That was around the time Chelsea walked past. She saw them, stopped and smiled.
“Sigh, foreplay...” Then continued on.
“I demand another teddy to make up for the one you tried to steal!”
That made Chelsea pause. Jesse only ever stole when...oh no.
“Ahhhh, get off me!” Chelsea grabbed Lisa and set her down on the floor, pulled Hesse up by the hand and began fixing his hair. Lisa stood fuming, confused and a little
by Chelsea’s strength.
“Lisa. Jess really is a nice guy.” She was currently re-parting his hair. Jesse was pouting and giving her the puppy dog eyes. He was also holding her around the waist.
“She accosted me, I was coming to apologise, when she tackled me. And then she accused me of being you.” He sounded surprisingly similar to a two year old.
Lisa stared at Chelsea and Jesse. Was this what they called incest? She startled as she heard Jesse. “And she accused me of being you.” Wait a second. What was going on? Now Lisa was really really confused.
Chelsea was cooing at him.
“It’s okay honneey bee, I’m here”
Jesse’s face suddenly changed, his stance became confident, his voice deeper.
“Yes you are.” His smile was anything but nice.
Chelsea continued to pat his hair, he pulled her closer.
“You see Lise, Jesse and I have slightly split personalities. Because we are twins, when we are around each other, we kinda swap. And because I’ve been away from him, he’s not wuite used to controlling it yet.”
As she spoke, Jesse pulled her head next to his.
“Let’s go see if we can rig the principal’s seat to blow and the P.A. system to play that Blink song.” He whispered. Chelsea smiled.
“Lisa, Jesse will bring you another teddy and he’ll apologise, I’ll send him around alter.”
“Wait!” Lisa started. “...so .. you’re not a girl?”
“Yeah doll, later.” And he kissed Lisa.
Chelsea skipped off holding Jesse’s hand thinking happily of the principal’s reaction when his chair blew up. Lisa sunk to the floor, enlightened as to Jesse’s weirdness but thoroughly upset. Her first kiss had been stolen by a weirdo. Oh, oh no. This was not a good day!
Tristan shuddered; he was really really really in trouble this time. The principal had caught him and Chelsea “at it” and had photographic evidence. He had pulled them both to his office but had made Chelsea wait outside. Tristan squeezed his hands nervously. It was at times like this that he wished he could be as calm and authoritative as Chelsea. She hadn’t batted an eye when she had been summoned. She had been so calm and composed that it was almost as if she knew this was going to happen. But then, she had been really upset when the principal had sent her out of the office.
The principal had the photos spread out on his desk. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he gathered up the photos and forced a smile.
“Tristan. It seems that I haven’t kept a good enough eye on you. To be abused so...thoroughly by this evil creature. Do you know why these were given to me? These photos have been sent to break up our deep and profound love. –Tristan gagged- But don’t worry, I have not given up on you because of something as meaningless as these. My love is limitless. And we will show this by taking better photos of our passionate relationship. I already have the camera set up.”
Tristan’s eyes widened in horror.
“Wait...you don’t mean..”
“Why yes I do Tristan. Now come here. You’ve been a naughty boy.”
Sweat trickled down Tristan’s neck. His eyes anxiously darted around the room for an escape route. He made for the door.
“Oh don’t worry about that Tristan. I already locked it. Wouldn’t want anyone intruding now would we?”
Tristan stopped and turned around. The principal was smiling while jangling a key in one hand. Tristan stepped forward slowly. This was it. He was trapped and there was nothing he could do about it. He was going to be scarred for the rest of his life after today. He was so
; he could hear his heart beating.
Tick tick tick tick tick.
Wait, was that his heart?
Tick tick tick BOOM!!!!
Tristan was flung back as the principal’s chair exploded. Groggily pulling himself up, he looked at the place where the principal had been. The chair had taken most of the impact. It was hardly even recognisable anymore. It was now a pile of burnt ash. The principal was spread out over the floor. It looked like he was unconscious, but there was no way Tristan was going to check.
A moment later, the door swung open and Chelsea sauntered in, followed closely by Jesse who had a detonator in his hand.
“Did he film it?” Chelsea asked, walking around the office and then spotting the camera. Laughing, she took it. This would make good blackmail material for later. Then, spotting Tristan she hurried over and hugged him.
“Are you all right? I’m sorry you had to go through that, but it was worth it right? The principal will think twice now before laying his grimy little hands on you.” Chelsea smiled.
Tristan stared at her in shock. She’d planned this?! Wow...
As Tristan gaped at Chelsea in both shock and awe, Chelsea wrapped an arm round his neck.
“Wanna continue where we left off?” she asked leading Tristan out of the room. Jesse meanwhile was fiddling with the P.A. system by reprogramming it on the principal’s laptop. With a cry of triumph, he clicked a button and a song started playing through the speakers on full blast.
The principal stirred.
“Hurry up Jesse” Chelsea called through the door.
“Coming! Just gotta get this virus working. Ahah! Let’s see you try to fix this” Jesse smirked and shut the laptop roughly. With a satisfied smile, he grabbed the principal’s key off the desk and walked out, locking the door behind him and tossing the key out a nearby window along with the detonator. It would self destruct soon enough, so it didn’t matter if anyone found it.
Lisa slowly got up, her face a hot shade of pink. The kiss had replayed itself in her head a dozen times. Her first kiss. That she would never have again! She had always imagined her first kiss to be romantic, one a beach when the sun was setting, or after a fantastic date by a handsome, intelligent, and nice guy who would do anything she wanted. Not by some arrogant freak who had tried to steal her teddy. Lisa felt absolutely horrible. Maybe she could erase her memory somehow? But she’d have to get revenge first. No one was going to ruin her life and get away with it! But then what if he kissed her again? No! She couldn’t allow that to happen. She’d have to find some way to protect herself from this pervert!!
A loud noise interrupted Lisa’s thoughts. Blocking her ears she glared at a nearby speaker angrily. She couldn’t think with this racket. Looking around the hall to make sure no one was there, Lisa walked to a nearby window and jumped out of it. She landed near a lake and dumped her face in it to get rid of any remaining boy germs. She needed some sort of shield for her face so that she wouldn’t get kissed again. Something that couldn’t be pulled off too easily. Ah hah! She could buy a mask!
The nearest shop was at least a day’s drive away, but if she flew without her shoes on then she could get there and back a lot faster. Only Eloise and Lauren knew this, but Lisa was a fairy and so had to always wear weights in her shoes. Although she could change her size from her original tiny self to that of a regular human, she couldn’t change her weight yet and so she had to wear weights or she would be blown away by the wind. The weather forecast had said there would be no wind today so she figured she’d be fine. She took her jacket off and folded it around her waist, revealing a pair of opaque white wings. In a flicker of light she had disappeared.
Lauren glared warily at Dante. She knew he was up to something. He hadn’t made one taunt or attacked her once, all through class. He must’ve been planning something big. Or maybe he was doing nothing on purpose so that she’d think that and get distracted so he could attack her.