Jeff The Killer; Blood Lust

Back Again

Hewwo!

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I finished restocking and organizing the books and look at the clock. 10:56. I look downstairs and see people waiting. I shrug and walked  down the stairs. I went behind the front register and grab the keys to unlock the doors for the day. I find the right key and open the door.

"Took you long enough!" Outbursted an angry elderly woman. 

I rolled my eyes and let everyone in. I stood behind the desk checking all the reserved books that people left for us to hold. It were books I was uninterested in, like romance or teen fictions. I loathe those kinds of books. It's all fantastical bullshit. I placed them back in their original spot and look at a young man, around his early twenties, coming up to the register. I glance at his perfect features; 

his dark brown hair, tan eyes and, his peach skin, were things I knew more than my interest in horror, womanizers.

I sighed and shook my head.

"How my I help you today?" I asked looking down at my phone entering my log of books checked in and out.

"Well I couldn’t help but notice your purple hair, ruminating in the morning light. I've never seen such a color compliment your skin color so well."  he said covering his hand on my phone. He was crafty and sly like a fox.

"Yeah, I dyed it, so how may I help you?" I repeat moving my phone into my pocket.

"I was wondering on what book to get," he said cupping his hand to his cheek, clearly gazing at me.

"Come this way," I point over to the computer. I log in into the computer and go to library search. "What book are you looking for?" I ask never taking my eyes off the screen.

"The book is called Wanna Go Out Tonight? by Trevor Gaine," he said. I could feel his eyes on mine. I gave into this trick and looked it up.

"Sorry Sir. We don't have the book you’re looking for," I chuckled and logged out knowingly not typing anything into the search box prior.

"Ok then how abooout.... This," he picked up a pack of gum and put it on the counter.

"Ok that will be a total of $1.04." I said looking at the register then him. I handed out my hand to take the money but instead was a piece of paper. I opened it then read it;

'Trevor's # {1-***-645-****} Call me sometime.'

I looked at him with an eye brow raised. I gave him back the paper and spoke.

"I found a book you would be interested in Mr. Gaine," I whispered as he grabbed the paper.

"And what would that be, my icy goddess?" He asked winking. I wasn't the slightest bit interested.

"It's called Not Interested by Kathryn Johnson."

His face want blank. It was priceless. He stood there for a few moments, put the gum back, and walked straight out the door. Good.

Next after a good 30 minutes that rude old lady from outside came to the register with a document book that was published in WW2. She handed it out to me and I scanned it.

"Ok ma'am that would be $12.58," I said placing the book gently on the counter.

"$12.58!!!" She shouted. "That’s outrageous! My husband fought in this war!" She reached in her pocket and pulled out a $10 bill and a $5 bill.

I cashed it in the register and gave her back $2.42. Then I placed the book in the bag along with the receipt and gave it to her.

"Thank you have a good day, ma'am."

"Aw to hell with you, ya' negro bitch," she snapped back.

"Please come again!" I raised my voice a tad bit after she walked out the door. Just like any other day I was either hit on by some random desperate womanizer or a rude customer. It was always the same. This now became a daily part of my life. I know I'm not unattractive but I don't like the attention.

Later on in  I finish my extra shift. I take off my name tag and grab my backpack and skateboard.

"Later Greg!" I yelled knowing he was in his office. I pull out my phone and look at the time. 1:49. Ok good I was still able to make it to 5th period. At my school our schedule was different. We had block schedule, then lunch. Which you have the option to just go home unless you had a 7th period.

I placed my skateboard on the floor and hear music playing nearby. Turns out I never turned off my music. It was on the whole time. I held up my headphone up to my ear and The Sound of Winter by Bush was playing. I skated back to school and it started to get a bit dark once the clouds started to roll in. I skated as fast as I could so my bolts to my wheels don't rust up once it would start to rain. I slipped my hood on once I passed by the park. I glanced over to where I saw that figure and it was there again.

Oh God I've gone insane.

I shook my head once again and I ran towards the school. I strode up to the campus and toward the office. I waved hi to Mr. Osmond greeting me and smiling. His smile was warm and showed he trusted me. Once he walked away I signed back into school and into my last class, science.

I walk into the room and I sit in the far corner to the right in the back of the room, where I always do. It was my original spot, plus it had a great view of the park.

Slipping past science class was a breeze. 90% of all the time, Ms. Suza, my science teacher, was talking about lectures and stuff. Science was basically an easy A.

Eventually the bell rang for the last period of the day. Finally- never mind. Great P.E. Though it was my 7th period, I was always picked last, if not picked at all. I was good at sports but all of it. I endured the physical pain as we ran around the gym, while people tripped me called me names and worst of all made fun of my parents. I do the best I can to avoid the drama and get on with the rest of my pathetic life.

All of the girls lined up and I was last to be chosen. See what I mean!?- Anyway we were playing typical dodge ball.

I had to seriously brace myself, this game gets nasty. I was hit in the diaphragm and I collapsed on the floor, gasping for air. Coach Derrick blew his whistle for everyone to "seize fire." He ran over to me and helped me up.

"Damn it Shari! I told you not to be overly aggressive," he shouted angrily.

"Hey lay off "Coach"! It's not my fault she’s was glaring right at me!" She protested while she and a few other people laughed at me.

My breathing eased as was boiled with anger. I took long and deep breaths as I ease my emotions. I focused on my mother and father and what they would want me to do.

"Kat. Can you walk?"

I got up clenching my teeth and gripping my stomach as I walked slowly to the gym doors not answering him for the moment. I
To my right I spotted a ball in arms length. The thought of hurling it right at that bitch's face would have made my day.

"I'm fine. I'll be at the health office." I whispered as I walked out the doors. I walked to the girl’s restroom and relaxed. I eventually walked out the bathroom and held my stomach lightly. I peered down the stretched hallway to find myself staring into the dark abyss that is my school.

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