If Looks Could Kill ch. 2

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I almost gagged "Uh no. Besides he's in college he's only going to be here a couple weeks."

"All the more fun" Madeline purred "We could do anything with no strings attached."

I shuddered "Ugh! He's my brother Madeline! If you meet him on your own, well and good, but I am so not starting a two week sex faze."

She flashed a smile "are you saying I'd actually have a shot?"

I looked at her halter top which was slowing inching downward "I'm not saying anything."

"God! Do you always walk this slow?" A voice snapped behind us.

Shay had her hair tied up in a tight ponytail, under her harsh bangs her eyebrows arched. She was wearing tights and a dark blue sweater dress. Her nose wrinkled in disgust "can you wear any more perfume?"

Brent's hand closed on her shoulder but she didn't flinch. It was as if she knew he was going to do that.

"Easy up Shay" he said on a forced chuckle.

I couldn't help but notice, however, that he too was wrinkling his nose. Did I really put too much perfume on this morning? I couldn't tell, I'd grown used to the scent already.

"Brent, Shay" Micheal snapped "leave them alone, let's go."

I raised my eyebrows at him. He just stared back. A shiver passed through me and I looked away... quickly.

Mean while Madeline was sneering "...you can just go-" I pinched her "-ow!"

Obviously something else was going on and I didn't want to be apart of it.

"Whatever, let's go" I told her, I had to tug on her arm to get her to start moving.

Only when we were a safe distance away did I let go of her arm.

She glared at me "What was that!? I was just about to give that bitch a mouthful!"

"Oh shut-up" I hissed "Zach and Caleb were tag teaming Jake yesterday, I don't want trouble with them."

"Ugh! So are you just going to let them walk all over you?" Madeline snapped and stalked off.

I let her go. Today was not going well.

Later in Science the one class I had with Jake something weird happened. For some reason no one else noticed it or maybe it was because I was watching him too closely. Something strange was about him, all of them.

They seemed so comfortable around each other as if they were siblings, I knew they weren't though. Of course maybe their parents knew each other and the four of them grew up together. They never seemed to fight with each other yet thy were hot tempered with everyone and anyone else. They usually murmured to one another when in the loud crowed hallways. Lastly Micheal's word was law, they listened to him - always.

Someone I hadn't seen before came into the class. She was tall and not very girly. Her hair was pulled into a sloppy ponytail, she was wearing jeans and a plain t-shirt. No make up. Her hair was black and she had brown coloured skin.

She handed a note to the teacher. They exchanged whispers then the teacher nodded.

"Looks like we have a new student" Mrs. Lanch smiled at us "why don't you introduce and tell us a little about yourself?"

The girl nodded, she turned to face the class "my name's Joline Kenwick. I was borne in Pakistan but I've moved around a lot since then. My father and I just came from Florida. My favourite thing to do to pass time is hunt."

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