Abominations (American Horror AU 3)

Chapter 4

Green and blue strobe lights flashed in the vicinity; loud music with a killer bassline amplified from the DJ's equipment; young college-aged men and women had red cups in their hands, and some had even danced as the three powerful girls made their way into the frat party-they felt fresh to death wearing their sleek party dresses. Zoe's was form-fitting and black with a cut-out on the neckline near the right strap. Madison's was white and somewhat translucent with a gold corset-like bodice that pushed her breasts up. Eleonora, however, was given one of Madison's older dresses that no longer fit her and was less attractive than what the other two were wearing-it was white, but had a red sash and a skirt that reached to above her knees with a hem that was decorated with a floral decal. For shoes, she was wearing her best pair that were peep toe booties with a heel. They laced up, and on the sides were flat, silver-like studs; in general, her outfit was strangely awkward-the boots and dress did not match.

"Should we get drinks?" Zoe asked.

"You go," Madison said, lighting a cigarette and taking a drag. Zoe sighed and looked at Eleonora, who stared back as the strobe lights flashed against her light blonde hair.

"Come with me," she suggested.

"Ok."

They walked over to a table with a thin fountain on its surface, that projectiled upwards and straight as not to make a mess. Eleonora followed Zoe, the color of her rich light brown hair being her guide as she stopped; she saw her eyes meeting with those of a handsome stranger-the blonde glanced over and smiled softly, her lips parting to see the young man wearing a dark-colored letter jacket with the Greek letters Kappa Lambda Gamma on the left breast lapel. His hair was blond and neatly styled, a slight wave tucked behind his ear, and his eyes were great and dark, intimidatingly intense and deep as he stared at Zoe, immediately smitten.

"Zoe?" Eleonora began in a whisper. "He's looking at you." Her soft talking didn't do anything to faze her; it were as though she was in a trance, and the song changed to a slower tune at just the right moment-it was like magic. Yet the music was still too loud to hear the timid girl.

"Hey," the young man said. "I'm Kyle."

"Zoe," she said, still in her trance. Eleonora was amazed at how fast they seemed to like each other; she took a cup of beer from the table and sipped it, looking at her new friend and feeling awkwardly nervous.

"Uh...Zoe, I'll leave you to alone," she said.

"Alright. I'll see you in a bit," Zoe replied with an ecstatic smile as Kyle made his way around the table to socialize with the extraordinary girl; she's beautiful, he thought, I can't believe it. He took a beer cup from the table and gave it to her with a charming smile; Zoe took it and looked at him with a smirk.

"Here, a drink," he said in a friendly manner.

"Is that your superpower? To rehydrate people?" she asked with a snicker.

"That's one of 'em," he said.

He had a strange, but fascinating charm about him, and it made Zoe want to know him more. However, she knew that it wouldn't work out with him-she had a deadly power, and it had cost her big time before when her boyfriend died during sex. The next two hours, they socialized, albeit in only brief conversations, but Kyle enjoyed her company; he admired her, and although she didn't speak much, he still found her shyness cute.

"I think you're really pretty," Kyle finally said, boldly with a charming smile, sipping his drink and keeping his deep, dark eyes fixed on her. "You know, you're, like, the first hot girl I've met who doesn't wanna talk about herself."

"Oh," Zoe said shyly with a blush.

"There's gotta be something wrong with you," he said, shaking his head and leaning down on the table, which was high enough for him to comfortably rest his elbow on. His palm collected his brow and he shook his head. "I know, you have a boyfriend. Is that it?"