Vampire Academy

chapter8

Near the far end of the room sat a crystal wide bay window.
I watched as Matt easily popped open the latch and spread the window wide open.
One by one each of the them exited  through the open space.
They slid through like it was some sort of obstacle .
When we were all outside I made my approach towards the window swiftly climbing out myself.

In almost a blink of an eye and without a single warning they were speeding like silver bullets down the street.
It was like they were here and then they were gone.

"Wait, hold up!" I shouted trying to desperately catch up. I've never seen anyone run as fast as these people do. I sprinted after them breathlessly around another two corners before they finally came to a stop.

I was nearly dead gasping for air as I fisted my shirt. I was becoming dizzy from my frequently desperate pants.

   I couldn't help but notice the fact that even though I had become sweaty , they still maintained looking flawless. As if all they did was walk to the fridge.

"Woah lady are you ok" Tiffany asked placing a stone cold hand on my back.
I nodded in answer standing up and taking another breath.
"What the hell is wrong with you people!?!" I Shouted running  my frigid fingers through my coursed
hair.

They each shot me a look of complete obscenity.
"The real question here is what's wrong with you" Meredith remarked. "Ease up guys ,she's just weak. We all are and we'll continue to be if we don't hunt" Noah spoke like a wise man.

Hunting. Hunting what exactly.
I felt like I would never be out of this bubble of confusion.
But I was done asking questions.

I know the reasons why I would sneak out. Go to a party, drink, reck the principal's office...
You get the idea. 

  
"Fine. We'll split up and meet back in a few hours"Brandon suggested. They all gave a nod of agreement before heading off in different directions. Tiffany went with Meredith and Matt and Brandon and josh went with each other.

   It was just me a Noah now. My shifty eyes went up to meet his crystal blue ones. Jesus was this boy something of a God.

     "Well what do you say you accompany me newborn" Noah asked in a thick voice that brought goosebumps up my neck.
    "Sure."
We began the journey through the neighborhood  and down the street until we came to a more populated area way off of campus. I could see a gas station from where I was standing, and the thought of that gave me a sudden rush.

     I was doing what I promised to do the second that I walked through those damn doors. I was breaking the rules, doing something I wasn't supposed to be doing.

   And for that I was proud of myself. I felt accomplished. Like maybe I had won a Grammy or an Oscar,  or maybe even a noble peace award.
      Through my thinking and utter self satisfaction, I hadn't even noticed the complete change and Noah's composure when the faint sound of a girl's laughter echoed throughout a nearby alley.

    "Come on. this way" he commanded zipping past me. I ran after him into the ally. What was he doing now?

   I stopped a mere few feet away from him watching in complete confusion as he conversed with a short blue haired girl with tattoos displayed on her tan skin.

     Did he know her or something.

     I watched from a distance as they chattered amongst themselves. I didn't know why but the way she twirled her hair around her fingers and puffed out her chest while exposing the most flirtatious facial expression I've ever seen, pissed me off.

I could tell this girl was a wild one. Shorts and leather jacket and a load of exotic piercings.

    But why the hell was she flirting with him and why the hell was he even talking to her.  I watched hopelessly as he removed a strand of hair from her face.
Why did that kind of hurt?...

    He must have been telling her  jokes from the way she giggled every now and then.
An annoying laugh that would cause me to shot myself.

   Then it happened. He was leaning in and she was two. Their lips touched and slowly moved against each other's.  I felt like puking, no dying.

Had he forgotten that I was watching in the cut. I didn't sneak out just to watch him make out with some chick he probably doesn't even know.

     I turned on my heel ready to leave. What kind of girl did he think I was? Was I really that invisible?

      Was that the reason why it was so easy for my parents to send me away. It feels like people see me but they never really acknowledge me. It's like I'm not there really. I'm just an annoying shit causing problems for everyone.

    Why would I think this boy would be any different?  I made a distance about three feet away from where I was originally but  automatically  came to a stop when the piercing scream of the girl echoed throughout the area

   I snapped my head back jaw falling in horror at the malevolent scene displayed
In front of me. It was Noah. His head was forcefully nudged into the girl's neck.
She nawed desperately at his back trying to get him off. It wasn't long though before she finally gave up letting her arms fall down loosely.
He lifted his chin turning his head in my direction. I looked in fear at the long blood stained malicious sharp fangs that hung teasingly under his upper lip.

    My face contorted into a grimace as he sent a seductive wink my way.

   I didn't know whether I should help or just simply run away. In this moment though I found myself unable to do anything. I was unable to move. I could barely even breathe, my hands were becoming sweaty and My throat felt clammy.

    Fear and  anxiety kept my feet glued to the ground. I was frozen and I hated it. I wondered if maybe I was just dreaming if this was just a bad bad dream. But the screams were nothing that my mind could ever create on its own.

        I watched helplessly as the girl's limp body fell onto the hard ground. Could I have done something? No. No I couldn't have, he could've easily just killed me just like he killed her. But what was he? Was he  human or something entirely different?

    For right now though I don't  give a damn what he is. I had to get out of there and I had to get out of there right now. I had to run my way back to the boarding school tell Mr. Hensmen that his son was a cold blooded murder. 

    There's no way possible my parents would keep me here knowing this information. 
       My thoughts seem to swarm together colliding collaging until I wasn't even sure what I was thinking anymore or what I was telling myself.

       I was in a funk until Noah entered my peripheral vision. His tall frosty pale figure  hovered  dangerously close to mine. Would I be his next victim?
He lifted a brow before a smirk spread across his lips.

   Was this a joke to him. That sick bastard.  "You know, she's not fully dead yet. I left a good amount of blood if your thirsty" he countered huskily.
    Looking up at him I could see his once blue irises were now that of a dark brown color, nearly black. And if that didn't make me shit my pants. His words sure as hell did.