Cute Little Psycho

Ember hid behind the old oak tree at the front of her high school, watching as the students filed through the doors one by one. Her heart beat painfully in her chest as she waited, hazel eyes darting to and fro as she scanned the crowd. Then she spotted him. Her entire body lurched forwards and it took every ounce of her strength to hold herself back.

It was him. Carleton. Her obsession. Her everything. Her breathing quickened as she watched him, following him inside whilst being careful he didn't see her. As they walked Ember couldn't take her eyes off him, drinking in his dark auburn hair, dreamy blue eyes, and toned physique.

He turned towards her, as if he could feel her gaze and she quickly hid around a nearby corner. If he'd been paying more attention, he would have caught a glimpse of her frizzy, orange hair, but he didn't notice her, as per usual.

She had to stop stalking him once she reached her locker, much to her dismay. Carleton's locker was around the corner from hers so she couldn't ogle him unless she developed X-ray vision. Not that that was an impossibility, she was quite determined.

Her first period class was, unfortunately, severely lacking Carleton-wise, which greatly upset Ember. So instead of paying attention to whatever her math teacher was blathering on about, she spent her time stroking a lock of Carleton's hair and looking through the photos on her phone, which consisted entirely of pictures of Carleton.

She'd taken the pictures without his consent, obviously. After all, how could he consent to a picture when he was sleeping? And it just wouldn't do for Ember to sneak into his room and wake him up at four in the morning. A stray thought detailing Ember creeping into Carleton's bed while he was unconscious caused a tremor of pleasure to shoot up her spine. It was all she could do to remain silent as she imagined the scenario in great detail.

The bell rang, interrupting her fantasy just when it was getting to the good part. She composed herself, gathered her books and jogged to her next class.

Carleton had taken his seat in the front row by the time she got there and Ember retreated to her place at the back of the class to admire him in relative privacy. Her entire body ached in longing as she waited for Mr. Simmons to tell them to partner up for the lab. As soon as he did, Ember jumped out of her seat like a shot, covering the distance between herself and her target as swiftly as humanly possible.

"Hey Carleton, do you want to partner up?" Ember froze at the sickeningly familiar voice. Only one person could have gotten to Carleton first. The girl who sat directly behind him.

Brittany. Brittany. Brittany. BRITTANY!

The disgusting pig of a girl that dared to steal her precious darling from her. With bleach blonde hair, flawless skin, and boobs too big to be real, this girl was every boy's secret crush.

Hatred flowed through Ember like a cocktail of fire and ice in her veins, clawing at her psyche like it wanted her to snap. She tried to give a patient smile, but the result was a glare with a maniacal grin that showed far too many teeth. She turned away and returned to her desk, rocking gently in her chair. The teacher forced her into a group with a guy she'd never met, but he did most of the work because she kept breaking lab equipment as she seethed with rage.

Eventually, the bell rang, but for the first time in months Ember didn't follow Carleton out of the classroom. She crept behind Brittany with her arms curled around her stomach as she suppressed an insane laugh. She waited until Brittany was alone before she tapped the blonde on the shoulder and forced a kind smile. God, even pretending to be nice to the girl made Ember want to blow chunks.

"Hey, you're Brittany right?" Brittany nodded. "I have something to tell you... can we..." Ember feigned awkwardness. "Go somewhere a little more private?" The blonde gave her a suspicious look, then shrugged.

"Sure, I guess." A giggle almost escaped Ember's chest, but she quickly pushed it down. She led her prey to her secret spot behind the school, acting innocent and nervous as she went. Ember gave the small alcove a quick once-over before turning on Brittany with a glare.

"I want you to stay away from Carleton," Ember growled, clenching her fists. Brittany stumbled backwards at the sudden personality change.

"W-what?"

"Stay. Away. From Carleton." Ember pulled her Swiss Army knife out of her pocket and held it behind her back. "Or I will make you suffer."

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Brittany backed into a corner and her already fair complexion paled. Ember flipped open her knife, the urge to slice the pathetic girl's throat rising to an intolerable crescendo.

"Don't make me repeat myself." An uncanny grin pulled across her lips and peals of laughter erupted from her chest without her consent, but she couldn't bring herself to care. She fished the lock of Carleton's hair out of her pocket and held it up to her nose. She took in the scent like a drug addict getting their next fix, not bothering to suppress the soft moan that rolled out of her throat. Brittany let out a timid whimper and Ember almost doubled over in ecstasy as she turned to look down at the other girl.

"I-I won't," Brittany said, surprisingly firm considering her position. "I won't stay away from him!" Ember's smile fell and she watched the blonde emotionlessly as something she couldn't identify swam in her chest. The feeling quickly bloomed into full-on bloodlust and Ember looked at Brittany the way a wolf might look at a rabbit.

"I was hoping you would say that." Brittany's confused expression was quickly replaced with terror as Ember tackled her to the ground. The redhead pressed the blade against the blonde's throat and drew a thin line in her soft flesh, eliciting a pitiful whimper out of the girl. A flutter of delight came to life in Ember's chest. "This is my favourite part." Ember pinned her victim to the ground and held her knife perpendicular to the blonde's left eye. "Stay away from him or I take your eyes out." Her voice was low and cold with a tiny hint of amusement thrown in, like she was playing a game and not threatening to blind her classmate.

"Okay!" Brittany squeaked and slammed her eyes shut, quivering in fear, much to Ember's satisfaction. The redhead smiled, and hopped to her feet, replacing her knife in her pocket.

"We have a deal." Ember giggled, which would have been adorable if she hadn't licked the lock of Carleton's hair mere moments later. She relished in his flavour as she walked away, revelling in victory. An emotion akin to lust exploded through her body and she couldn't stop her mind from running away from her, going to places she never dared.

She rounded the corner, Brittany already gone from her thoughts as she sucked on Carleton's hair and imagined what his lips tasted like.