It's A Car! It's A Train! No, It's... A Guy?

The human vision of beauty in a female is long flowing hair, thin, perfectly proportioned in every way. If that’s the case then Morrigan Gray must be equal to a goddess. Morrigan is one of those girls who are naturally beautiful, naturally thin and naturally amazing at everything. The black haired deity, in a fit of boredom, had slipped on her red ballet shoes without bothering to tie the ribbons properly and proceeded to practice a routine. Everyone watched her intently. Morrigan is the person every girl wants to be and every guy wants to be with. But the thing is, Morrigan keeps herself to herself which only makes her more interesting – the fact that she’s a total mystery. The net under layers of her black corset dress floated like weightless tendrils as she moved. She bent over, leaning towards her toes, and one of the guys on the other side of the small courtyard wolf-whistled at her. She finished her dance and everyone applauded, including myself. She pushed her long hair out of her face and looked at me. Her black eyes, at first glance, were cold and unwelcoming but if you looked hard enough there was an ounce of kindness. She swapped the unblemished ballet shoes for a tatty pair of army boots and sat next to me. The whole courtyard was silent in awe.

“Hey, what’s your name?” she asked, her English accent perfectly forming each word.

All the students in the courtyard were as one mind. A short gasp echoed across the courtyard. I think a similar noise came out of my own mouth. I had been in the same classes as Morrigan since the start of high school and she’d never looked twice at me before but today Morrigan Gray was talking to me – a nobody. It had to be a joke.

“An answer would be nice. I don’t have all day”.

“Uh, Hallie. Hallie Brady” I said.

“Well, I’ll tell you what, Hallie. Why don’t we hang out after school?”

“Sure”.

Morrigan smiled and walked off while the rest of the courtyard stared at me. By the time lunch came around I’d thought about what Morrigan had said. It was odd but it couldn’t have been a joke. Even though I didn’t know her I could tell she wasn’t the kind of person who would callously hurt someone without good reason. And even if she did, there’d be no one to brag about it too. I don’t know why but I decided to look around the cafeteria for her. She was nowhere to be seen. Come to think of it, I don’t think I’d ever seen her around at lunch. Once again though, I sat on my own for lunch. Sure there were other people sat at the table but I didn’t know any of them. I didn’t know anyone in the whole school. The one lesson after lunch was math. It would be. I was flunking math so I had to cram most of what I should have learnt over the whole of my school life into this one year. An hour of confusing fractions, decimals and percentages crawled past so slowly that by the end I had a migraine and felt insanely dizzy. I trudged out of the front of the school when someone grabbed my shoulder from behind.

Why? I just want to go home and sleep off this migraine, I thought and then remembered I was supposed to be hanging out with Morrigan.

“Sneaking off without me, huh?” she said with a smile.

Morrigan had already decided where we were going so for me it was just a case of follow the leader. And I followed that leader to the wide-open spaces of the local park. Thousands of colourful flowers and plants covered large areas of the park and Morrigan decided one of these flowerbeds was our destination. Sitting amongst the bright flowers and being encapsulated by their sweet scent calmed my headache and stopped the dizziness. Which I was very thankful for seeing as I hadn’t been able to walk in a straight line for the past five minutes.

“So do we have any classes together?” she asked me after picking a red flower and smelling it.

“Uh English, biology, chemistry, French and that’s about it”.

“Oh”.

After that Morrigan returned to her silent state. The warm sunlight bounced off her and her hair glimmered. We stayed in the park, sitting silently amongst the flowers, ‘til the sun disappeared and darkness reigned over the small town of Apollo’s Arrow. Could our town be any more weirdly named?

I stood up and Morrigan cast me a puzzled look. Before I could say anything she had jumped up and was leading me out of the park with a small bouquet of flowers in her other hand. We’d been walking for a few minutes when she stopped all of a sudden.

“You seem like a really nice kid so I’m so sorry I have to do this” she said with a sigh.

“Do what?”

“It’s not my choice to do this. I’m just so hungry and you’re an easy target”.

“What are you talking about?”

Morrigan bared her teeth and for the first time I noticed her two very pronounced canines.

“Like I said. I’m so sorry”.

Before she had a chance to move something or someone ploughed into her with the speed and force of a train. At first I thought a car had come off the road but just a few feet away from where I was, stood Morrigan and a brown haired boy who couldn’t have been more than a couple of years older than her.

“What are you doing, Morrigan?” the boy asked.

“I’m not doing anything”.

“Really? ‘Cause it looked like you were about to drain her”.

Morrigan rolled her eyes.

“Don’t forget what Fang said” he said with a slightly menacing tone.

Morrigan licked her lips, darted forward and sunk her teeth into the boy’s arm. A line of blood dripped down to his palm.

“Morrigan, get off me you crazy… What the hell are you doing?!” he shouted.

Morrigan let go and spat what looked like a huge blood clot on the ground.

“You drink too much” she said and spat out some more blood.

“I have to”.

“No, you want to”.

“Why have you turned into the ravenous hunter all of a sudden? We all went and fed last week”.

“I missed it. Ayumu, I need to feed now. This pain is unbearable. The muscle cramps, the migraines, not to mention my arm”.

He looked at her with a silent question on his face.

“Take a bite and you’ll see what I mean” she held out her right arm for him and he held it with utmost care.

He pressed his thumb down a few times before finally settling on a point and sinking his teeth into her flesh. As soon as his jaw closed around her thin forearm, he let go. On his face was a look of disgust and repulsion. He spat on the ground and retched. Morrigan smiled and took a step towards me. I wanted to run but my feet were rooted in place.

“That is disgusting. You’re dying on the inside! Your arm tastes like long dead flesh. Honestly, I thought you had high hygiene standards, Morrigan” he said, fighting back another retching attack.

The brown haired boy, who seemed to be called Ayumu, looked at me briefly and then back to Morrigan. A shudder rippled up his spine.

“Alright, you can feed” he said with a sigh.

Morrigan snarled.

“But not her”.

She looked at him accusingly.

“Want the best blood for yourself, eh?” she asked viciously.

“No, Fang gave us the description and she fits it perfectly. Therefore, she has to stay alive”.

Morrigan tutted. Ayumu pulled a bag of blood out of one of the pockets of his black trench coat and passed it to her. She tore off a corner and started drinking it. Seriously.

“This is so embarrassing” she said quietly and went back to her blood.

I looked at her, then at Ayumu and then everything went black.

The End

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