CHAPTER 51 LENA. I arrived at school in grand style. I decided to dress up today and it took me over an hour to get ready. My hair was curled and my lips were glossed with my favorite cherry lip gloss. I had a crop top on, not caring if it showed my belly and around my legs were a pair of life size joggers, large enough to contain three of my bodies. As expected, boys began to whistle and catcall. Some girls began to whisper about my outfit and when Dylan who was just stepping out of his car saw me, he reeled back in shock. "Lena fucking Sharman," He muttered as he rubbed both of his hands together. "Looking quite edible today." I made sure my eyes rolled to the back of my head before giving him a snappy reply. "Get over it, Delmore," He shut his car door and followed after me. "Get over what?" I sighed. "Stop following me around. People will think you're obsessed with me." "Ew. I would never be." He likes you. "I know." He dusted off imaginary dust fr
CHAPTER 52 LENA. Leaving math class before it even began wasn't an option because before I turned to walk out of the class, Miss Brenton walked in..she was dressed in a pair of slacks that hugged her beautiful curves and a shirt that accentuated her small frame. Her hair fell over her shoulder today and a few whistles were heard from behind me before she cleared her throat. She had always been the attractive teacher, taking the students by surprise when she introduced herself as our math teacher. We all thought she was going to teach stuff like literature or history. "Lena," she smiled at me. "Why don't you have a seat? Math class is about to begin." I swallowed and nodded. Asking to use the restroom and never returning would only earn me a bad reputation. Principal Gregor was my father's friend so that meant I was under the watch of nearly everyone here. Damon smiled and patted the seat beside him. "I am always happy to be your seat partner," I ignored him and du
CHAPTER 53 LENA. For starters, my nostrils were being assaulted by his cologne and secondly, wasn't it an offense to restrict someone from moving for no reason? "What did you see?" "That you've got abilities. Very weird abilities and that's not common amongst any of us. What are you, Lena?" I shrugged him off before putting my hair in order. He took a few steps away from me but his eyes remained on me. "It's none of your business, Damon. You shouldn't care at all. Get that?" He chuckled. "Alright, then. Just know that my eyes are on you." A wave of annoyance hit me. Damon was starting to get annoying. It wasn't cute anymore. Was it ever? "Why don't you go hang around Leah? I really don't want you pestering me. I have more important things to do and you're nothing but a fucking distraction!" "Distraction?" He asked and shot a brow up in askance. "Is it the good kind or the bad kind?" "You got me into detention yesterday and nearly had Miss Brenton berating me
CHAPTER 54 LENA. Lunch break went by in a blur. I sat at our regular table with Leah and the others but it was quite obvious that we weren't talking. Lena ignored the hell out of me and I was thankful I didn't speak to her. She was back talking with Luke and everyone else at the table. I ate my lunch quietly, only occasionally replying with laughs or a few worded comments. My eyes scanned around the room, in search of a tall, dark haired beauty that had been the bane of my existence. But he wasn't anywhere in the hall. I wondered what he was up to. Sucking off life forces. "Don't." I said through my teeth. Oh. There he was. He came into the hall and all the girls started staring. Some even leaned over to their friends and began to listen to each other. I had a theory. What if every female in Willow High felt a bond to him? What if they thought they were mated to him? Because it was starting to get crazy. How could one man magnet every lady here? The thought
CHAPTER 55 LENA. Scarlett was in the sprint team. She had brought the school enough championship cups and she was just about to win a scholarship to one of the most prestigious universities in the country. And just like that, she met her death. I didn't see her dead body this time. She was carried off in an ambulance and we the students had to watch as the ambulance drove away. "No. This can't be real." A girl beside me cried. She had been wiping her tears and sniffling since we came here. "She can't just go like that. She was just running this afternoon. How the fuck is she dead?" I turned to look at her boyfriend, Doug. Tears ran down his cheeks as his friends held onto him comfortingly. I felt his pain. I saw the grief in his eyes. He didn't deserve any of this and yet, this was it for him. This was fucking it for him. Sighing, I blinked back tears before backing away from the people standing and watching. Things were getting out of hand. Something had to be
CHAPTER 56 LENA. The truth was that I had turned Xander down once upon a time. He had been so mad and had threatened me not to tell anyone that I did. Not that I was scared of him or what he was capable of doing, I just didn't have it in me to tell anyone that he had asked me out. Not even Leah. He didn't hold an important place in my life so he wasn't even a topic for discussion. But Damon is. I rolled my eyes as I shut my locker. "Oh, please. You know why I am so keen on him." Let's believe that it is just that. As promised, Damon had dropped by at the bleachers where I sat to finish up an assignment I hadn't done. Mr Finn didn't remember the detention. A lot had been happening in school lately so I expected him not to see it as anything. Sitting at the bleachers was like a suicide move, owing to the face that Igor had died here. But I wasn't afraid. Infact, I wanted whoever was doing the killings to come after me now that I was alone. But it was just Damon.
CHAPTER 57 LENA. And so, I rode with him on his motorcycle, hating the sound of this exhaust blasting through the wind as he sped towards my home. The smell of smoke and oil and Damon's scent remained with me throughout the whole ride. "Thanks for the ride," I muttered under my breath as I pulled off the helmet from my head. I handed it over to him, feeling a zing of energy as our fingers brushed for a brief moment. He cleared his throat and nodded. I caught a flicker of something indecipherable in his eyes. It was gone as soon as it came. Or maybe I was just imagining things. "Uhm," He began as he placed his helmet on the space behind him. "You're not going to ask me to come in?" My. Things did feel different. I didn't feel the anger I used to feel towards him. It wasn't there. I also didn't see him as a threat. He was just there. Standing and staring at me through those eyes of his. Wisps of his hair fell over his forehead and he brushed it back for a moment and
CHAPTER 58 LENA. I was going to draw the eyes of everyone at the party today. It was definite. I stood in front of my mirror, smoothing down the tiny creases on the burgundy silk dress I was wearing. I had gotten it from Shein one time while shopping online with Leah over facetime. I had sent her the photo and she immediately gobbled it up, begging me to buy it so she could see me wear it. It stopped above my thigh and it had a slit running up my right thigh. My back was bare, save for thin straps criss-crossing across my back to hold the bodice in place. Thin strapped arm held a pair of v-shaped cups that held my breasts. My cleavage was open. Like very open but I thanked the goddess that I had small breasts. I turned to look at my behind to see that my hips were accentuated by this dress. As much as I hated to admit that I had wider hips than most girls, it was the reality of my life. I didn't like it so much but there was nothing I could do now. I had to convince Xan