The werewolf takes me into an embrace, which somehow seems gentler. His crushing embrace doesn't hurt like it sometimes does; only comforts me. Sparks of warmth erupt, and suddenly I feel safer than ever. Is this what a real hug is supposed to feel like...? ?
I unconsciously close my eyes, swept away by his obvious devotion. Usually I would feel angry at his easily displayed desire, but now I don't care.
I've almost lost it.
"Ooh," a teasing voice bursts out behind us, "we're going to watch a love scene." I jump hastily away from him, suddenly aware of how close my face has come to his. My lips burn to be touched, stinging with disappointment at the chance that was lost. Even my body fights me, begging me to give in to my desire. But I must be stronger.
Jake laughs at my embarrassment, being able to see through my appearance. "Look," he continues mockingly, "she's blushing." I cover my face with
Long red hair dances in front of her shoulder, straight and not at all frizzy. Her face is a perfect heart shape, with a pair of extremely bright green eyes and full red lips. Her body is slim and much taller than mine, about five inches added to her long, enviously curved legs. She has a bit more chest than me and long arms with slender fingers. Her skin is tanned and smooth.But why is she wearing the same clothes I wore yesterday? And why do I see glaring similarities between me and her; in our eyes, our hair and our faces?I reach out and slowly touch my lips. The strange, breathtaking girl follows suit, mirroring my actions. I smile, and she smiles too, revealing a set of perfect white teeth. Tugging at my hair, I watch her as she copies me, in perfect sync with my movements.Who is that girl behind the glass? She obviously knows what I'm thinking, to be able to copy my movements with such grace. Every move she make
A purple sun is cast over dark, blood-red waters, murmurs of screams still clamoring to leave the horizon. A castle like shadow stretches across the lake, the color of night. True terror is in the air, mixed with fear, pain and longing.A man comes and goes in a dingy room, mumbling words that must not be repeated. Bookcases stretch across every wall, a single door creating the only space. Soft armchairs as soft as silk hang out, and a tiny coffee table sits in the middle of it all. Only one other person is in the room, listening intently to every sentence he spits out after a series of expletives."I can't believe this happened..." the man, face unknown, turns to his companion, "I made a huge mistake.""Everyone makes mistakes," the stocky man with slightly graying hair the size of a dwarf, doesn't even really care about his situation. However, the tall man with the veiled face is very distraught.H
"Do you... like the body you have now?" I question gently and he laughs."Oh, this shell of perfection? No," he shakes his head, "I really don't care. It's the inner beauty that really matters. His emerald eyes look at me, understanding my inner qualms. It's funny how he used the word shell too, like he's thinking about his physical appearance like I am.Silence crackles in the air, tension between us. It's not usually like this, but now I have a biting curiosity that I have to satisfy. Xavier senses it too, stiffening when my mouth opens."Please tell me." I look up from the glaring image and grab his arm. It seems resistant, but then breaks under my intense gaze, weak against my hopes."Well, there's not much to tell. I was driving to a party, when a strange force brought the car to a complete stop. The windshield went blurry and I couldn't see anything. There was a dead silence, then the creature
"Thank you," my smile widens a bit more and more delighted, I'm glad someone likes the outfit I so carefully chose. Maybe she's thinking along the lines of "if you can't beat them, join them!" Honestly, I have no idea why she's like this.Xavier also gives her one of his golden smiles, causing Sidney to melt into a puddle on the floor. He seems very happy that Sidney is being nice to me. Sidney senses this and cunningly sneaks back to his seat as the fat professor finally rises from his perch on the swivel chair."Good morning, class," he calls out in a geeky, assumed, haughty voice. "Today you need to turn to page 787 in your textbook..." He rambles for a minute, then quickly concludes his daily two-minute speech. "Read Chapter 14, Section 9, and answer all of the following questions. What you don't finish is an assignment." He moves from the front of the classroom to the back, dropping into his favorite plush chair. He never teaches us any
"Go ahead and try," I laugh, "try to steal me from him."I point as a huffing and puffing Xavier stands in the doorway. He stares at our linked hands with thinly veiled disgust. I smile, ready to play my own little game."I thought you were gone for the day!" I exclaim, ripping my hands from his so forcefully that I almost turn around, and rush to him, "I'm so glad you're back!" I give him one of his own bone-breaking hugs, and out of the corner of my eye, I see him wince slightly. "Act like a lover," I hiss in his ear while searching for a kiss on his neck. He burns when I touch him with my soft lips, tingling with the passion that is about to come off his collar. Xavier is bewildered for a minute, then he joins me, his arms wrapping around my form. For a minute, there is no place I would rather be. I unconsciously close my eyes, drowning in his intoxicating aroma..."I know you're faking it," Ian says confidently.
Then I turn around and look at my own skin in its radiant beauty, creamy skin without blemish. My hands are fine and smooth, as are my feet. I slide off the bed, walking to a mirror. For a minute I observe my body in all its elegance, its perfection.I hate this body, for it has brought me much grief. Beauty has a terrible, terrible price."Mona, are you okay?" Jake comes to stand beside me, placing a hand on my shoulder. He must have noticed the small, almost invisible tear that spilled into my eyes."Yeah, I'm fine," I bluff, slowly pushing him away, "never been better.""That's a lie," he says softly. There's a pause while I look at myself. Trying to believe that the person in the mirror is really me. After a few more seconds, Jake can't take it anymore. "Go talk to Xavier about it," he points toward the door.Maybe that would be best. After a moment of contemplation, I walk o
I waltz through a dirty courtyard, stained with beer cans and cigarettes, in disgust. A huge house stands before me, music beating furiously from within. People bubble around the entrance, many lounging on the many chairs outside. There is a lot of movement inside the house, several girls in bikinis and others in dresses like mine. There must be a pool around here, for there to be so many people in swimsuits.Suddenly, I feel overdressed.I stumble to the door, slowly making my way through the crowd. People immediately rub up against me as I am swallowed up by the crowd, many whispers beginning. I stick out like a sore thumb and momentarily regret letting Lauren dress me like a Barbie doll. I should have insisted on jeans and a top, instead of settling for this...Suddenly, I see Xavier's blue-haired head, talking to a random girl in the crowd. She is wearing a light swimsuit and has brown hair. He takes her away, piquin
I look at them all, wondering what's going on."Did you convert someone? Glancing over their shoulders, I squinted at the words. Maybe I missed something.But instead, this simply clarifies the obvious."Uh, nothing!" Wes moves quickly to block the screen, "they're talking about another pack!""I'm not stupid," I stare at him, pushing him away. I stare intently at the screen, watching the words on the screen. Understanding dawns on me, illuminating my thoughts, my questions. "Then why is it emailed to rayisbeast4ever@gmail.com?"They all look shyly at the floor."Xavier," I put my hands on my hips, "tell me NOW." He looks at me with his spectacular green eyes, without so much as a smile on the corner of his mouth."It seems that the Council has been following you as a recent convert, when in fact you are not fully converted," he said quie