The Girl Who Killed

Chapter Sixteen

School was starting.

Nada dressed in a red tee shirt and a pair of Flare jeans from Old Navy. She pulled her hair back in a french braid and grabbed her Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle backpack. The same backpack she'd had for years. And she loved it.

Sabine was in her room, putting her hair up in a pony tail and fixing her make up. She had on a yellow tee shirt with blue spirals rolling up and down the front and skinny jeans. She grabbed her purse and a bag that Nada's mom had given her. Cheap piece of shit, at least I won't be at this school very long.

As far as she was concerned, Sabine didn't need school. She had her job already. Assassination.

Mal had breakfast out on the kitchen table.

"Hey, mom. Kyle's coming over today after school, okay?" Nada said, skipping into the room. Finally, a decent way to get rid of Sabine!

"Sounds fine, darling. I might be home late, I've got work today."

Sabine smiled, walking slowly into the kitchen. This was it. Her first day of Clare High School. Her first day to find someone to either help her or make things worse.

The bus came and picked the girls up, Nada sitting in the very back and Sabine sitting closer up with Ashton. 

The poor boy, She thought. Thinks I actually like him. 

Nada was happy to see Kyle. She kissed him quickly, sitting next to him. He complimented her bag and she felt herself blush. Of course she would blush. They rode in silence, since it was early in the day yet and Mrs. Mackendale demanded early morning quiet. She fell asleep at the wheel either way, really. 

She kept her eye on the blonde bitch in front of her staring straight ahead. She has a secret. More than one. She has to. 

Sabine was quiet, not for the rules. she didn't give a flying fadoodle about those frikin rules. She was in thought, remembering her third family. 

"It's time for school, Jessica!" Her mom called, excidedly. This was Sabine's first real day of school. A happy day, indeed. 

The house was clean, as it always was with Taysha. Daniel was already out to work, and the boys were upstairs still putting their shoes on in a flurry. Jessica slowly walked down the stairs, one foot quietly in front of the other, fear written on her face.

She couldn't snap today. "Mommy, can I wait another year, like Nemo? I don't want to start school." 

"Oh," Her mom walked over to the stairs, hugging her and bringing her down. "But sweetie, don't you want to be like Mulan? A fierce warrior, not afraid of anything? Bring honour to us all?" 

Jessica shook her blonde head. She was afraid of school! The people, all the people. Not so nice, were they? She'd seen television, movies. Horrid people were out there! "Mommy, I don't want to go." 

"Why not?"  Taysha asked, brushing a small lock of hair from her adopted daughter's eyes. 

"What if people make fun of me?"

"For what?" Taysha asked. She honestly had no idea. 

"For being what I am. My old family said I was sin."  Jessica felt tears well in her eyes as she remembered the words from her last parents, why she had decided to kill them. 

"What is sin about you?" Taysha asked. The nerve of people! Call this poor child sin! Who would do such a thing?! 

"I don't like boys, mum. I don't like them." 

Taysha felt a smile of relief cross her face. "You know what, Jess, baby? I don't think you're sin. I don't think there is anything wrong with being who you are. My brother, Julius, likes boys. No one hates him for it. There is nothing wrong with it. I promise you. Don't listen to anything anyone of those kids, okay?" 

Jessica nodded, wiping tears from her eyes. She could do this. She sucked in a long, slow breath and nodded again. "I'm your Mulan." She didn't want this family to die. 

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The bus pulled into the parking lot slowly. It turned too sharp and nearly hit a pole. Sabine rolled her eyes and stood when she saw Nada stand. She was so lost. Time to put on her puppy face. 

Nada didn't believe for a moment that that blonde deamon could be scared. She saw the look on her face and knew there was something going on in that screwed up mind of her's. 

And Sabine had a screwed up mind. Nada suddenly recalled an excerpt from her journal. 

And the blood, so much of it! I had the sudden urge a vampire may have at the sight and smell of the coppery beauty! How could anyone think it so gross when, in fact, it's the very being of our life? 

Nada shuddered and clutched onto Kyle's hand for dear life. So afraid, she was, in the place that was supposed to be her haven! 

"Nada, don't worry. I won't leave you behind. I'll never leave you behind." 

That was it. The blonde bitch had to go. But how? She proved that she was a fearless enough to kill an officer and dump his body in the pond. The pond! And she couldn't tell anyone. 

There was nothing she could do. 

But she felt like she had to do something. 

In all honestly, I really do wish someone would just stop me. But at this rate, there is too much power within me to be able to stop me. Someone needs to help me. 

This was it, Nada realized as she walked into her Homeroom. Her life needed to go back to how it was.