I trace my fingers lightly across each gravestone that i pass. softly whispering the namez, my voice so quiet it sounds more like a breath than a word. as I call they answer with a soft moan. each rising to except my greetings. some at medium height like me and others towering over me like sky skraperz in a darkened sky. each name I read I take my time with. Letting them linger on my tounge a moment before moving onto the next.
"Welcome friendz." A simple sentence but within it the dead see the true power.
"My apologiez for the late summoning but there has been a shift in eventz. I will be leaving tonight for the new home that my mother has chosen. I awake you to bid you goodbye and to thank you for all of your time you all have provided me with on these lonely nightz of both human and beast alike. I'm afraid I won't be returning for quiet sometime but you all will forever remain in my thoughtz."
A sorrowfull moan was the only sign they had heard me but I knew that to them that said it all. The dead weren't much for words to them a single sound could say everything and then some.
"Peace be yourz friendz."
With that I turn and leave no need to look back for I know they will have already returned to there resting placez.
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That was the last time I had spoke to those souls. Now I live in a small city with many resting placez for the dead both known and unknown to humanz. It'z nice here. I have many knew friendz. All of them dead of course. For some reason I've never liked the living. Of any speciez.
Today was my first day at the knew school my mother had chosen to send me and my older brother to. The place was the usual old buildings, boring wallpaperz, and old wooden desk. The kidz were the same as well, they all had their silly little groupz. Dotted along the campus, prepz here, jockz there, band geekz, lozerz, emo or scenez, and more.
They all turn to look at the new kid. The weird girl with long blonde hair and bright blue eyez, which constrast perfectly with her kick ass look. Black combat bootz, black skinniez, white tank top, and a black fishnet jacket with sleevez that snaked their way down her armz to interlace themselvez with her middle fingerz. A dark blue and silver pendant shaped like a catz head rested on her neck, and a single white hair pin finished the look keeping her right eye clear of hair.
I walk with the confidence of ten men and the attitude of a mama bear who'z babiez you have threatened. I walk straight into the office ignoring the all to obvious stairz and commentz.
The women at the counter lookz mid thirtiez to early fortiez and is quick and crisp.
"Miss Natasha...Um...Jepson?" The women stutterz on my last name making me curious as to why. It wasn't a hard name to pronounce. Maybe I'm just over thinking it. Yeah that'z it.
"Yes."
"Here is your schedule and your locker. Do you need someone to show you around the school?" She recovered nicely.
Glancing to my left I see two guyz waiting to show me around the school. The only difference is one is dead and one is not.
"No. I can manage. Thank you tho." I say picking up the paperz she had handed me and turning to follow the dead one.
~Thankz for the tour. I don't much like the living showing me around. They talk to much.~
A smile and a nod was his reply. which was just fine with me. We had said what needed to be said and now he would show me what I needed to see.
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The dead guy left me at the door of my first class of the day. Math. I walk in with a grim face. My eyez scan the seatz for an open one. The only open chairz where in the front of the class. So not gonna happen. Walking to the back of the class I step up to a guy with brown hair and eyez that were more chocolate than brown.
"Your in my seat." I kept my face absolutly emotionless.
"Excuse me?" He seemed taken aback by my wordz.
"You." I say pointing to him. "Are in my." I say pointing to me. "Seat." I finsih placing my hand on the desk infront of me.
"Yeah I don't know who you think you are but this is..."
I interrupt him by grabing him by the colar of his shirt and picking him up out of the seat. I drop him on the floor before taking my place and handing him the pile of books and spitwadz on my desk. He keepz talking but I ignore him. Theres nothing left to say.
The teacher, Miss Hobbs, walkz in to see the comotion in class.
"Why Jason, how nice of you to offer our new student your seat!" Miss Hobbs says motioning for him to sit in one of the desk at the front. A very pissed Jason givez me one more dirty look before moving to his new seat.
"Well Miss Natasha it seemz you have already made quiet the impression on the class." She glanced at Jason with a smile on her face. A few laughs answered her attempt at a joke. "How about you tell us somethingz about you now?"
I nod and stand up. "I take nothing from no one and will end a fight before it even has a chance to start. I hate people and life. I love the dead and the night. I am perfectly fine with blending into the background, so leave me be and I'll do the same to you. Bother me and expect to regret it for the rest of your miserable lifez. I am Natasha and I fear no one." Taking my seat I place my head phonez into my earz and turn on my music.
"Head phonez arn't aloud in class Natasha." Miss Gobbs sayz frowning.
"Maybe not for them but for me they are." with that I open my book to the chapter on the board and begin reading it. Knowing I will have read it at least ten timez before the otherz even get started.
"Natasha take the head phonez out now."
"I can here you just fine. Go on and teach I'll have already memorized this and written a paper on it before you even get started." I retort pulling out my notebook and pen.
"I got this Miss Gobbs." A tall girl with brunette hair sayz yanking the head phonez out of my earz.
In one smooth motion I had her pinned to the wall her right arm twisted painfully behind her back. Taking back my head phonez I apply presure to her arm. A scream. My voice dripped with venom as I spoke. "That was the worst mistake of your life bitch."
"Natasha! Language!"
I roll my eyez siting down again. That bitch would regret that. If there is one thing I am good at it is holding a grudge. "A shadowz kiss, A shadowz touch, A shadowz love, from true witchez blood." glancing up at the brunette I see the air around her darkening. A simple smile briefly tracez my lipz before my grim expression returnz.
The bell soundz and I head towardz the door. A guy stepz into my path. Shaggy black hair and piercing green eyez greet my bored gaze.
"Move."
A note brushez my hand as I feel his warm breath tickle my earz. "I saw what you did to Ashlynn. Someone is alwayz watching. Remember that dragonfly. With that he turned and was gone.
I opened the note to see an intricate drawing of dragonfliez and water liliez surrounding a small grave yard.
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