Blood Bound

A New Start

The sky has never been clearer, I thought as I looked out the window. My mom had been driving me to dad's house for hours now, I'd say. Louisiana was always bathing in rain.

I am very loathed in Calderbank High. While some of the students shoot envious glances at me, which I choose to ignore, I keep my eyes on my crush, Damon Capriano.

He was six foot four, with hair with silk based on my knowledge, and mesmerizing violet eyes. He was every girl's fantasy. Jessica Saunders, my bestest friend since first grade sauntered towards me. Then she noticed me ogling Damon, and tipped my chin up, which was basically on the ground, and turned it toward her.

She said, "Don't even try, Adele." she shot me a concerned look, then the bell rang.

I hurried to biology class, and sat down in my seat and placed down my stuff. I groaned. Carol Blackbeak was walking up to me.

Carol Blackbeak had been my original tormentor since kindergarten. I have been day dreaming about strangling her for 15 years.

She sauntered over to my table, heels clacking on the ground, and said "Hey, Roxy, how is your mom doing, with the death of her husband and all?"

Now I truly want to strangle her. I spoke up when I finally found my voice and said, " she's doing fine, not that it's your business, Carol." Then I excused myself to the bathroom, and locked myself in the stall and cried like a blubbering idiot. When I walked out of the ladies room, I walked into my other best friend, Markus Calderbank. He was rather tall, and had baby blue eyes and blond hair, and I called him surfer dude, because he honestly reminded me of one.

When I glanced up at his face, there was concern in his eyes. What was with my friends and their concerning looks? I side stepped Marcus, but he caught my wrist and drawed me back. He asked, "what's wrong? You look like you are crying and ready to smother somebody with a pillow in their sleep." then, I suddenly blurted out, "I am, especially Carol, the anorexic axolotl"

He chuckled. I was not expecting a chuckle from him. I shot him a glare, then he immediately stopped. Then Jessica soon caught up with me and started joining on Markus' side. I was getting tired of listening to them babble on and on about me staying away from Carol, so I got up from my chair, and walked out of the lunchroom with the excuse of needing to use the bathroom.

But then I bumped into something similar to a brick wall. Then I peered up and saw it was Damon, then I side stepped him, for once in my life, and said, "excuse me." then I rushed into the ladies room.

Then, surprisingly, he followed me inside. Then my mouth suddenly opened as I found myself staring at him through the mirror. His amazing violet eyes locked on me, and I said, "I'm sure there is a penalty for walking into the bathroom of the opposite sex." I explained,

He replied, "I don't care for those mortal rules."

Holy Crap! His voice was low and sexy with a hint of a British accent.

I said "mortal? What's that supposed to mean?' I added, "I really think you should go before another girl walks in" then I walked around him, stepped out of the ladies room, and left all my fantasies behind. Not out of boredom, but out of curiosity if he would still follow me.

***

A few days later I had a few suspicions about Damon. Warlock? Bit by a radioactive spider? Kryptonian? I don't even know. But I was dying to find out.

A light bulb just flashed inside my head. Bingo. I was anemic, so I actually had to register my Iron pills in the front office, since I had no more left, and the nurses office was near the front office.

I figured I could register my pills, wait inside the office until everybody left, and make my move.

I stumbled through the front office and into the nurses room to register my pills. Then once the nurse gave me my pills and walked away, I figured that was my shot.

I rolled off the bed and under the firm, solid wood above my head, and pulled the thin blanket around the bed like a curtain, hoping to drown out the noise of a very firm voice. Damon? What was he talking about? I zoned in and watched him take pills from the lady and walk out, then, he stopped right by the door, looked behind him as if he knew I was watching, then smirked and walked out.

Did he know I was under here? Even worse, does he know who I am?