One O'clock

2.

Abigail shouts a little squeak when a lock of her hair gets stuck in the door. She opens the door back up and untangles her hair from the door and sighs happily before slamming it shut again. I laugh at her quietly and she shoots a glare my way.

We jog over to the college doors and blend in easily to the grey and white crowd of uniformed intermediate kids. Sliding in and through the crowd me and Abigail keep together, Abigail was small and petite so she was shorter than the majority of teens, whereas me, I was taller and broader than most girls. I swung the door open to History, which was Mason's last class, I wasn't a stalker, he had the same classes as me.

I blink once. Then twice. And still, Mason was not in the class. Only one person from the class was still there. That senior with the dark hair and brown eyes. He stares at me in a mocking fashion and I scowl.

"What?!" I demand and stalk over to him.

"Whatever do you mean?" He replies in a sarcastic tone.

"Why are you here?" I demand again.

"Why are you here?" He replies in the same tone and eases into his seat.

"What is this? Twenty questions?" I ask and he scowls.

"Girl, you started it." He points out and shifts in his seat.

"I hate you."

"Ouch. That hurt, girl."

"Girl??" I question loudly and he frowns.

"Are you not?" He deadpans.

"Um yes!" I hastily reply.

"How would I know if you're lying or not?" He ask curiously and I scowl once more at him.

"Uh-Uh! If you are implying for me to show you how woman I am... NO!" I exclaim, "Abi, this boy is crazy, let's go!" I say and turn for the door.

"Oh... k." She quickly replies and we walk out the door.

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"Abi, that guy was so weird," I exclaim, "Who would even be that weird?" I say, "Only him." I keep talking, "Abi, what do you think?" I shift in my seat to look at her, "Abi!" She ignores me. "ABIII! I shout and she flinches, "What?" She shouts awkwardly. "I was talking about that boy!" I exclaim.

"OH! That hot one!" She asks and I feel a huge force wanting me to lunge at her, I control it but it rips at my control, trying to attack my friend. A shudder ripples through my body and I feel a sharp hard pain rushing through my veins, I flinch but the sharp pain leaves soon enough and I reply to Abi hastily, "Let's go."

I spin around corners faster than ever on the ride back to Abigail's house and my subconsciousness sounds like it is agreeing to my snarling murdered feeling.

Release your control and let it! My little voice shouts angrily and begs to me. I shake my head and turn a sharp turn into Abigail's drive and nearly forcefully push her out the car. She gets out so slowly and I sigh and drive off as soon as her ass is out, I watch as she throws me a bitchy side glare over her shoulder as she enters her home. I laugh darkly and drive even faster back to my apartment.

The pain intensifies as I slam my apartment door open with vicious strength and make my way to the bathroom to look at myself. I looked fine but I didn't feel the same. The piercing pain continues rippling through my blood and my subconsciousness continued nagging, Let go, Lykra, let go and let it all flow through your veins! She nagged on and on and I sighed before dropping my control over myself and letting it flow through, not fighting.

I could hear my heart's heavy beats as I waited cautiously for the next wave of pain to come. It came. And soon enough my body was writhing on the ground, on fire. My reflection remained calm but my body burned and my blood slashed with what felt like poison. I dragged myself all the way to my bedroom and opened the door before doing a running jump and falling with a pained groan onto my bed. I could feel the pain intensifying and just wished I could go to sleep. Say, Me évale na koimitheí, My subconsciousness begs me and I shake my head before slamming it into the pillow and clutching my head viciously, trying to distract the burning fiery pain that roars through my veins. Do it!! My subconsciousness screams at me, it could feel the pain too."Me évale na koimitheí!" I mumble before dropping my head calmly to the pillow and letting sleep caress my exhausted body.

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I woke up hastily to the sound of birds chirping happily in the morning and let out a strained groan after remembering last night. I lift my heavy body up from the soft bed and sit up.

The pain.

Gone.

But how?

Go get a greek dictionary, Boreíte ilíthia mágissa My subconsciousness shouts at me in my head, I head down to my small collection of dictionaries and select my Greek one before opening it.

What now? I skim through it looking for what my subconsciousness called me just then. I find it on a page of SuperNatural beings names and scroll down with my finger looking for the right one.

Vrykólakas= Vampire

Lykánthropos= Werewolf

Mágos= Wizard

Theós= God

Mágissa= Witch

Magissa? Witch? How did my subconcuisness know what I was? Why would she know before me? Was this a lie? That pain wasn't a lie.

Was I a witch?

God, Of course you are you stupid Mágissa! I'm not your silly subconcisness, I am your odigitís, or guider. My name is Leila. Nice to meet you!

"Go away." I mumble before passing out.