Heart-Shifting

Ch. 0: Samantha.

Included a picture incase it may help for some refrence.* 

The sounds of heels clicking against the marble flooring echoed throughout the campus's main foyer disrupting the silence that echoed over the room. The students who sat idly by on their phones, eating their lunches or talking amongst their friends turned over to see who it was. It seemed to be one girl who seemed barely any different than the other students on campus but their was a aura around her that made it unsettling. The smile plastered across her face; most could assume that it would by an ordinary smile but their was something ill intentioned with that smile of her's.

"Isn't that the girl Anthony was going out with?" A Male Onlooker asked staring back at his friend trying to look away from her general gaze.

"She's creepy." Another student said quietly, attempting to avoid her gaze by staring back at his phone screen.

"Why does she always smile like that." A girl silently mocked her from the background.

The girl herself had silver long hair long enough to drip down to only her neck, she could be seen wrapping her arms around two history books covering up her chest. The girl's hair was swept over to the right side of her head, covering up her right eye entirely which didn't seem to bother the girl so much. Her hair also had curly hair bangs covering up her ears entirely. The only thing different from her normal appearance was her eyes.

As her heels continued to clack against the marble ground several students were beginning to walk out of class. Most students who saw her avoided her within a 6 foot distance, like she had a real life bubble around her at all times, blocking off students from wanting to get close. It was due to her eyes, it looked nearly unhuman as she had her sciera (this is what surrounds the pupil by the way) that were completely black. With purple irises that distinguished a faint purple glow to anyone who happened to stare at her.

But her outfit didn't seem as interesting, she constantly wore a brown sweater that was two sizes too big. As her sleeves would by longer than her short dainty arms to pop out of. She only wears a sweater as the school asked her to cover up her chest as being too revealing. Her chest was bigger than most of the other girl's on campus. Her sweater was straining to hold itself together as her breast size was J. It was one of her more "noticeable qualities" that it wasn't a surprise for men to flock themselves over for her. Her pants didn't seem as unordinary as they were a pair of grey yoga pants.

As the girl proceeded to walk along the foyer a student came before the girl, breaking the boundary bubble around her. The student was male around 22, the same age as her and it was very obvious to understand the size difference in-between the two. The girl was shorter than most at a height slightly above four feet tall, for the benefit some people say she is four foot one, when she really could be seen as only four feet tall. The male student staring down at her was six foot two and it could be seen as quite an imitating sight. The girl bent her head up to the boy wondering why this boy was in front of her.

"Hey little lady...You seem like you need a strong man in your life." The student's voice had a more elaborate motive behind what he was conveying, as he begun placing his hand amongst the girl's shoulders. The girl's smile didn't change but it only seems to grow wider in expression afterwards. As she opened her mouth revealing a long fork tongue, which seemed to split sideways into two separate lines. It looked like a snake tongue.

"WHAT THE-" The student yelled out releasing his hand from her and began to back away from her seeing her as some kind of freak. The girl only walked closer toward the student, teasing him about his fear.

"What-s-s-s-s-s Wrong?" As The girl spoke her voice seemed to irradiate in confidence as if this was normal towards her. Her voice had a slightly scratchiness towards it but due to her confident attitude it could be mistaken for you to overlook it. The girl even rolled over her own "s's" to sound more proficient in her role.

The student then begun walking away from her as fast as he could running away from her calling her a freak as he walked off. The girl smiled sensing his fear as she rolled her tongue across her lips, returning her tongue back to normal. The other thing that was obvious of the girl was she had the ability to shape shift into anyone or anything she wanted to be. Her name was: "Samantha."