Blue Hearted

            Chapter one.

            My best friend ran up to me, and hit me straight across the face. I starred back at her, dumbfounded by what she had just done to me.

            “I’ll never understand how you can just go around and like whoever Ebony..” She whispered into my ear.

            “What do you mean…?” Asking with a questioning look on my face, I always grew crushes on boys, but not for long.

            “I know that you like Darwin.” When she said this, my eyes grew wider then they’ve ever been. I didn’t expect this; I didn’t want her to know my liking of him.

            “I can’t help who I like…” I said trailing of into my own thoughts on how she’s changed.

            “I don’t like anyone else other then my boyfriend.”

            I didn’t reply there, she wouldn’t understand. She only has had him as her true love; she hasn’t been broken many times, to many to count. She knew what I have gone through in my relationships. For gods sake she saved my life many times. This year has been more insane then the last. I fell in love with a guy, Skyler… He broke me the worst, he was my first time.. We had planned to have a kid at our age…

            All the love, the planning, the caring, and the joy in our relationship died when I changed to full time into a school. He started to gain more friends, but not friends who liked me… He wouldn’t believe me when I told him they weren’t the right people. Then one day, they talked him into leaving me, while he still loved me… He left and I was left broken, crying on my parent’s bed, suicidal.

            Getting lost deep into my thoughts I was brought back to reality with another slap to the face. I got up off the floor, and stared at her with tears in my eyes. Did she not see how much her words hurt me? She’s been my best friend since first grade… She’s never been like this; she always knew I had problems with boys…

            We had intimidating stares at each other, while a crowd was growing; they thought a fight would break out at any moment. I thought one would break out; I was ready for the many hits from her. No matter how many times she would hit me, I’d never hit her back. I would stand there and take it; just letting her hit me in front of everyone. Well, that would be what I normally would do.

            Silence filled the halls, as I prepared for a blow to the stomach. I knew every single one of her attacks. I saw each one of them coming. An attempt punch to my face, dodged. Another attempt punch but to the stomach again, dodged. Everyone was starring at me, even her. They didn’t understand how my movements were so fast, seeing as I always just stood there and took it.

            “Why are you doing this JoJo?” That was my nickname for her.

            “You can’t go around doing this, you’re going to hurt someone bad, just like you were.” She whispered with her hands clenched into fists.

            “So you are going to fight your friend, no basically your sister. All because of this?” I had tears swelling up in my eyes, always being the softie I was.

            “I won’t let you hurt anyone. Especially your boyfriend… You’ve changed for the worst Ebony.”

            “Me?!? I changed for the worst?? JoJo… Look in the mirror, the normal you wouldn’t stand here with everyone around us; trying to fight me. What’s happened to you.. We used to be like sisters.” I said this while looking down at the ground, making it appear my guard was down.

            “We used to be sisters.” She put so much emphasis on the word ‘used’… I knew she was running at me, even though he foot steps where little to no noise.

            Before she could hit me, or even attempt to get a hit in. I appeared behind her and kicked the back of her bad knee, causing her to fall down onto the school floor. I held her by her long brown hair, jerking her head upward to see my face. Everyone’s eyes were wide open; this was the first time I had fought back to anyone.

            “Becoming my enemy because I can’t help who I like? That’s pathetic Jojo. I thought you would be a little more considerate for me, seeing as I’ve done so much for you since the first grade.” I mumbled.

            “Ebony…” She whispered…

            “What do you have to say, before I drop your hair and arms?”

            “There are things about yourself that you don’t know. You’re not like anyone in this room.”

            I always knew that I was different, my speed, reflexes, eyesight, healing… I never knew what I was, I wasn’t human, and no I was not a vampire. I was for sure that I was not a vampire. So then… What am I? Truly?