I groaned, getting up. The Bus had crashed.
“Is everyone alright?” asked Nastasia.
“Alive,” I replied.
“We’re fine,” said Blaine and Lucian.We climbed out of the wreckage. I want to say it was on fire because it would be dramatic, but alas, there was no fire. There was a woman stood with all the others that had been on the bus. She seemed perky, too perky. I think she was trying to fix the Bus; instead she turned it into a yellow heap of metal. Then it was a rubber duck of some sort.
After talking amongst themselves, they decided to wander off together, taking the woman with them. The girl holding the man’s hand looked around at the bus and saw us. She stopped and started towards us. The man pulled on her hand gently, trying to stop her, but she carried on anyway.
“My name’s Meggie,” she said. “Do you want to come with us?”
I looked at the others but they all gave me the same glance and the same psychic note. It’s your call, they all said. Though, underlying the sentence was a certain feeling. They all wanted something different to happen. We were used to the same stuff every single day, every single week.
“Why not? I’m Ravyn, this is Nastasia, Blaine and Lucian,” I said to Meggie, gesturing to each of them in turn.
She smiled. “Come on then. We’ll probably just wander like we usually do, but trouble will find us. It usually does.”
She strolled off; back to the man she was with. He scowled but didn’t say anything. Nastasia, Lucian, Blaine and I followed them. Meggie spoke to us the whole time, about nothing in particular.
“You all seem pretty at ease with the Bus crashing,” Nastasia noticed.
“It’s crashed a few times. We were in America up until not long ago. Mai got us out.”
“Mai?” I asked.
“Oh, yeah, she’s an–” Her words were cut off by the man squeezing her hand suddenly.
“I take it Mai’s not human,” said Blaine casually.
“No,” said Meggie slowly. “Are you?”
“No, we’re Demons,” I said.
“Demons?” asked the man.
“Oh, sorry,” said Meggie, “this is Aidan.”
“Hello,” he murmured.
“Hi,” I said. “And yes, Demons. Mai’s an alien, yes?”
“How do you know?” Aidan asked.
I smiled. “I know her.”
She was walking with them, behind me. I was stood next to a girl called Erica. She seemed nice, but it wasn’t her I loved. If you’d asked me why I loved that other girl so much, I wouldn’t have known how to answer you. I’d seen the ring on her finger, and I seen her flirting with that vampire but he wasn’t the one she was engaged to.
“So, Nathan, you’re in love, aren’t you?” asked Erica.
“Is it that obvious?” I asked her, cringing.
“Not really,” she laughed. “So who is it?”
I turned my head to look at her. I didn’t even know her name. She smiled at something one of the others had said. She replied to whatever it was. Oh, her lips... They looked so soft, especially when she spoke. I turned back to look where I was going before I walked into anything.
“Which one?” Erica asked.
“The one with gold eyes,” I whispered shyly.
“Is she your fiancée?”
“She’s engaged. She can’t be yours when she’s going to be married.”
“I know,” I murmured.
We walked on in silence. Someone nudged me.
“Hey, mate,” whispered the vampire, “back off; she’s mine.”
He looked around at her. She smiled playfully at him and her eyes sparkled. She didn’t even give me a second glance. Nobody tended to even look at me; I usually faded into the background, quite literally. It was my gift, and also my Achilles’ heel. Nathan, the pathetic little dead boy.