RED

Red {5}

Sorry for slow update xx I have started Howl and also 'Hope ...' Hope is a spin-off from Wingless and obviously about Lues & Celeste's daughter Hope, who has three possible boyfriends - none of which her parents would approve of. And Howl is about Luna who has just discovered that she is a werewolf.

I also had writer's block :( But I got it now! So yay. To avoid any confusion THIS STARTS THE DAY AFTER THE PARTY, WHEN LEIA IS COMING HOME FROM SCHOOL. 

Lola x 

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All day at school I've been getting the sort of attention I used to dream of. Instead of staring through me, kids stare at me, and instead of throwing food at me while I sit alone in the canteen, about a thousand people cram next to me on my lunch table. The school newspaper scouts rush to talk to me instead of telling me to get out of the way of the photographer, and people flock to be my partner in class and to be behind me in the canteen line and even double back in the hallways to get a better look at me. Two girls even had a cat-fight over the locker next to mine, which has been unused since the beginning of term.

Well, who wants a locker next to the school geek's? Nobody. But when that school geek comes to the ball wearing red?

Everybody.

To be honest it's quite depressing that people are suddenly in love with me because of a dress. And I'm also irritated by the idiots basically stalking me.

So after sixth period, I rush out and hide in the toilets and wait until everyone has gone before starting walking home. Hey, what can I say? I'm an anti-social person. And possibly afraid of people.

A girl wearing an all-black catsuit comes up to me. She is Asian or Chinese, possibly both. Her sharp cheekbones are made all the sharper with some slight charcoal lines and her eyes are done in Cleopatra eyeliner. She's wearing blood-red lipstick, and high heeled expensive looking boots. She probably goes to Nottingham Academy, but she is not the geeky hangers-on I have been dealing with all of today. She looks scary. Probably one of them artsy loner girls that everyone wants to hang out with but don't because they look so scary, and also because they seem very happy alone.

But she doesn't look happy, at all. She looks as if she hasn't smiled in quite a few years.

"My name is Suki." Her voice is articulate and posh, but also blunt and ruthless. "May I have your autograph?"

Autographs. This is just getting worse. Suki doesn't look like the type to ask for someone's autograph, anyway. Is this some kind of stunt? But she's looking at me expectantly.

"Ummmmm ... sure," I say. I take out a pen and her foot connects with my side. I yell out with pain and stumble back, my head crashing into the pavement. I feel four burly arms drag me into an alleyway. The pistol going off. And blood.

The last thing I see are dark, slanted brown eyes. The eyes of Katy Mandon.

"Go to Hell, nerd." she whispers.

Then it is black.