'Moon Shapes'

Chapter 10: Part 2: (Dannity)

"Now, we're marrying the guy?" I griped. "Aren't we kind of young for all that?" I scoffed, crossing arms in protest.

"I never said I was." She pounced back. "I meant it as that he might be someone I could possibly marry in the future." "Oh." I loosened the lock I had on my jaw. "Sorry...suppose I overshot that one."

"It's alright." She assured. "I know you just have my best interest at heart."

Ouch! That stung! Turning from perfecting herself in the mirror to squeezing my cheeks together.

I padded her hands off.

Crowing in a laugh she resumed her admiration of the girl reflecting at her.

"Now, will you please admit that you have an irrelevant crush on Blayke?" She had smartly back tracked to the beginning of our banter.

"Seriously Nik, who haven't you've seen in the last month actually not have an attraction to that guy." I said involuntarily amidst my own thoughts. "I'm telling you there is something off about him, that reeks your kind of noticeably unusual."

From her dubious expression, I could tell I was nowhere near convincing her of my suspicions. I suppose that's all my assumptions really came down to was being overzealous. But I had every right to think that. I barely survived the last 'suspicion,' thanks in large part to Nikki.

Yet, I just can't keep going around 'crying horror' every time I believe something has taken their shenanigans out from behind the shadows.

Interrupting my train of recklessness thoughts, I gandered to Nik. She had seemingly also been caught up in her own train wreck.

Within minutes of me blundering my suspicions, she had transfixed that - 'Worthy-I'm-not,' to deciphering what is or isn't human; animal; this year's newest creature-feature - I braced myself, knowing better than to have said anything at all. Oh forbid, I spew all over her 'new' lease on life.

I could see where this conversation was headed in one hot flash. That heroic 'blah, blah.'

My head regurgitated the words that had fled from her mouth, but - dare I say - I was just not wanting to hear it. The 'blah' of her un-welcome analysis of how my life unravels at the slightest tug of the thread, and 'blah' her world had persistently been interrupted on a daily basis for years, of a world-appending doom; with her ending every story with one of her now classic sayings: 'You don't see me Scouring the halls for another demonic presence; or go pointing an unjustly stake towards an attractive individual simply because I was shown a slight interest from everyone else in the crowd...'

She was getting on her roll about now.

"... Have you ever found me groveling in the corner; cradled in a fetal position wishing the darkness could be unseen - that everyone seems to give a blind eye to; or that I could find the answers to all - no! And, do you know why...?"

'Cause, there's no one else here to stick an inanimate object in my eye, before you finish this statement.

"... Because I have to face it head-on...kick it's blimey arse...have a bit of a romp with Ben to extinguish the rest of an itch I get after a kill, and start the whole routine over, 'cause I am 'the one' - not you."

She fondly presents the last bit of statement with a brilliant smile. The air in her head makes her hair even look a bit deflated.

Belittling me was an easy cop-out!

I swear a smidge of vomit lurks up my throat every time I hear that. I absolutely loathe being the one that everyone seems to have to correct, or 'show the error of my ways.'

Go find your demon slurpee, crawly things; and let me handle my own.

"And..." she quipped.

Damn, she's not done.

"...that there might be the possibility of something more about this Talek guy, and the most important of it all - how right your bestie always is?"

"Yea, that's sure to happen as soon as I get to fly effortlessly over campus in one bountiful leap." I spat back at her.

Her head tilted slightly, her slender brows creasing together in disbelief towards me; carelessly shaking my words off.

"So, prove me wrong. Go find either one...get a good comprehension that there's nothing ever going to be between any of you...besides some phony plutonic feelings."

I had to adjust my tingling leg from under me, as I had to admit to her 'right on the nose' point of view. I didn't want to give her satisfaction, so without any recollection, or slight thought process, I accepted the challenge.

"I will, and when you see me again, you won't see Talek, or Blayke, in me at all..." Wait - that's not right; Did I just say that?

"Have you been in my stash again? Cause talking insanely delayed is a possible side-effect." She cooed in a laugh. "At least now we know which of those two you are more attracted to."

"What? No!" I protested, storming away. Before reaching my hand for the door to leave, I kept hearing her repeatedly calling after me. Probably to give reprieve her theory, and let the whole thing go, since it seemed to have erupted more than she was willing to give two minutes of interest towards.

"What?" I finally shouted back, swinging around after the tenth 'Danny' had been sung.

Her eyes protruding, miming in circler motions towards her sizable breasts. "Yes, you have wonderful boom-booms!" I grimaced. Her mouth filled with toothpaste and brush, she simply pointed an annoyed index finger at me, and down.

I followed the mighty finger.

Err. "As soon as I get my shirt ..." I informed hastily making my way to my room. "...I'm proving you wrong." I proclaimed loudly.

"You do that." I heard back at me.