Monster high

New meat!

Nathan's P.O.V written by the amazingly talented: FallenSecrets

"Warn your warmth to turn away, here it's December, everyday...", I quickly morphed my arm to a wing and flopped out of bed and hit the off button then retracted beneath the covers again. I knew I had to get up, but simply couldn't bring myself to leave the comfort of my bed.

I flipped over and buried my face back into the comfort of my blankets and pillows. "Not today bitch." I grumbled. As I settled down to skip school, again, my window grated open and in sprung a rather handsome male elf.

"You are coming to school." The blankets were violently ripped off me and thrown to the ground. "You've already missed too much."

Trust Cuan to come fetch me. "Get off." I pushed the elf away, my body changing into that of a massive tiger. I curled up on the pillows and promptly went back to sleep.

"No. Come on Nate! You skipped yesterday and left me, alone, with all your weird friends!", I felt a soft tugging at my ear. I batted at Cuan's hand with a large paw before ignoring him once again.

"Fine. Stay here. But then you won't be able to see the new kid." The elf moved to sit at the desk in the room.

I lifted my head, slowly morphing back into a human. "New kid?"

"Yeah. If you'd been at school like you were supposed to be you'd know, but it seem as though you don't care, so I'll just leave you here to walk." Cuan stood up, twirling his car keys around this middle finger.

"You son of a bitch. Walk out that door and I'll literally eat you."

"As tempting as that sounds, I've already got a dearest, and I wouldn't want him getting jealous." He leaned against the door frame. "You've got 15 minutes to get ready."

I flew off the bed and into the bathroom. When Cuan said 15 minutes he meant it. I ran through the shower, pulled a comb through my blonde hair and got dressed as quickly as I could. 2 minutes left on the clock. I bent down to tie my shoelaces, Cuan still standing in the doorway playing on his phone. "Get off your phone!", I threw a dirty sock at him, which he dodged with incredible reflexes, stupid elf speed.

"Hey!" He looked over at me, a lock of his flaming red hair tickling the corner of his luminous green eyes. "Leave me alone. I hardly get to see him!"

"So? How is it my fault you decided to date an angel?" I stood up, raking a hand through my hair again to make sure it was where it was supposed to be.

"The heart wants what it wants. Let's go." He slipped the phone into his pocket and walked downstairs and out the door.

I followed him, got in the car and we were off to school. It never got old, Monster High, pulling up to the old castle, through the barrier and the iron wrought gates, looking at all the other creatures walking around. I still really didn't feel like coming though. It's not that I don't like it here, the girls are hot, the boys are cute and my friends are awesome. Of course I'm MAJOR cool as well, but... School work and I never really got on, if you know what I mean, plus the teachers aren't really Nathan-friendly. Especially mister C, he is one bipolar horse and I have the sneaking suspicion that he hates me.

Cuan and I walk in as usual, looking as awesome as we did the day we were born. We walked down the pebble stone walk way and into the school. I slapped a girl's ass as I went, then turned to wink at her blushing cheeks, blowing a kiss to her while I'm at it. A couple of steps more and I recognized one of the boys who'd recently come out. I walked up to him, pinning him against the wall, my one hand above his head against the locker. "You're very cute.", I ran my thumb over his jaw. "Imagine how cute you'll look tossed onto my bed, panting with those little cheeks of yours flushed bright red.", I winked and walked away as his cheeks started to burn.

"You really shouldn't do that." Cuan mused smiling, clearly enjoying the show.

"And why not? I'm sure I just made his day." I looked over my shoulder as the boy recollected himself, his hair returning to its normal black from the bright pink it had gone, I snickered, so he's a succubus.

Cuan shrugged. "I'm not saying you haven't, I'm saying that one of these days you're gonna get your ass beat up by some angry boyfriend and I will be standing by, laughing and filming it all."

We walked up another flight of stairs. And were joined by another one of our friends, an outgoing Warlock, who's only sexual preference seemed to be himself. I swear this guy loves himself more than he loves his mother, I'm certain of it.

"Finally decided to show your face again, Nate?" He said, his French accent heavy. "Things were just starting to get boring."

"Cuan said there was a new kid, couldn't miss the chance of messing with him a bit." He laughed  at the prospect just like I knew he would.

"That's what you do best." He nodded, his thick black-blue hair falling to cover his purple eyes. "Heard he's quite a sight. Soft and pure, something you just love to screw up."

"You know me so well Honerè." I patted his shoulder which rippled with muscle as he walked.

He flicked his head, his perfect complexion very compelling. I've once or twice thought about seducing him, but realized I wouldn't get far if he decided to use his magic, but how could he when he was hazy with pleasure? I began to imagine all kinds of things I could do to him when he broke me out of my thoughts.

"Stop looking at me like that." He said, glancing at me out the corner of his eye.

"You know what I'm thinking, so it's either me looking or me touching, which I'm totally okay with as well...Hmm.", I purred.

Honerè rolled his eyes, pushing the door to our history class open. I walked in, then stopped dead in my tracks. A boy stood there, talking to that toad we called teacher, his white hair catching and reflecting the light as his head moved. He laughed softly when we walked in, his eyes were storm gray, cold and clear as a rainy day on the ocean.

Honerè gave a devilish smile. "And the verdict?"

I nodded. "I'm intrigued and definitely enjoying the view." I whispered to him as we went to our standard seats at the back of the class.

Cuan sat down and returned to the land of his phone and boyfriend, so we studiously ignored him. "Honey," I elbowed the Warlock, using his nickname we'd given him, "how do you think he'd look tangled up in the sheets of my bed, butt ass naked?"

He snickered at my comment like so many evil things he likes to laugh at. "Can you just imagine?"

"I wonder what he sounds like in bed?" I whispered to my friend, sending him into a laughing fit.

Cuan looked up at us, shook his head, sighed, and carried on playing on his phone.

"He probably hasn't had much experience, he'd be so lost on what to do. Like a trapped little lamb." Honerè smiled, and chuckled. And they call me devilish.

"Do you think his cheeks turn pink? Eyes haze up? Panting, maybe even calling out my name?" I leaned back in my chair, plonking my feet on the table, soaking up the glory while Honey just laughed and snickered. From behind, the newcomer was lean, and had a really nice bubble butt.

I quirked and eyebrow, enjoying the scenery. "You can't remove his cloths with your eyes, Nathan." Honerè whispered.

I bent my head to talk to him. "I guess, but I can do it with my hands and teeth, when he's in my room begging for more." Honerè cracked up laughing again, not hearing the last part of my sentence, "Even if I have to use a lil 'persuasion'."