*Blair’s Point of View*
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“Hey, girl! Watch it!” I yelled at the dumb human who just bumped into me.
And guess what? Unfortunately, she fell on the floor with all her coffee splashed in her dress. What a weak creature. But I don't know if it was hot, though. But I couldn't care less.
“What the hell!” She cursed as she got up on her own.
Why would I help her? She's the one who bumped into me. I'm the victim here!
Then I kept my phone in my jacket's right pocket, and I just raised an eyebrow at her without saying anything.
I'm about to turn around to leave the crime scene when she speaks again... or should I say yell. She's losing her temper, and I think that I'm in tiny trouble here. Should I exit now? I better should.
“Lady, are you not going to say sorry?” She angrily asked, and okay, she's mad, and I kinda liked it.
Her face is turning so red, and I'm laughing inside. No, I will just laugh at it later. She kinda looks cute with her cheeks blushing. No, no, she's not cute. Maybe just a bit.
“Sorry, but it's not my fault that you fell on the floor with your coffee splashed all over your dress,” I countered and rolled my eyes. I'm sorry, Babe, but I'm not sorry.
I turned around to leave this bookstore/library/coffee shop. Well, I don't know what place this is. And what am I doing here, again? Oh, I remember now. Marge told me to buy a vegan recipe book. I'll just tell her that I didn't find it here because someone here is about to spit fire at me.
And before I could totally turn around, I saw the girl's beyond-angry-face. Oh, well, I think this is going to be fun. And as I expected, she grabbed me by my right shoulder with her sticky left hand that is coffee-flavored.
'Sh*t!' I cursed in my mind while trying to keep my cool. She is just a young little weak human, Blair. Relax. She doesn't worth any of my time.
And I finally faced her again and gave her a what-the-f*ck-is-wrong-with-you-? look. Then she blurted out like a goat under the rain.
“Don't you know that a passageway is for the people who are passing to it and not for the people who stand on it? Bystanders are not allowed in this place. See that signage? You better just leave if you have nothing else to do or purchase anything here.” She sneered, and I just stood there, unmoved, while blinking my eyes.
Who-what did she just say to me? I'll just pretend that I didn't hear those. Humans are more complex to deal with than I thought. Lucky for me, only a few of these creatures approach me back in my hometown.
“And for you to know, Blondie, I was just standing here, and you were the one who was walking and making some motions, and then you bumped onto me. So… it was not my fault. Are we clear here?” I retorted while emphasizing that I am still in the same spot where I was standing earlier.
I need to defend myself. It would not have happened if she was just not so clumsy. It really wasn't my fault. Where was she looking at earlier, though? Was she stunned seeing me? Hmm? That's suspicious. Or maybe she's just naturally clumsy.
But honestly, I feel a little sorry. She looked like crap right now with coffee stains on her dress. Oh, poor tiny human. Still, I will not accept that it was my fault.
Right now, she's been trying to make herself calm. And rhen she speaks again after three long seconds of silence.
“Do you know who you are messing with?” She asked in a calm tone of voice and stared at me in the eyes with her electric blue ones.
Why the heck would I care to know who she is? The only human I know around here is Marge, so far.
“And... Do you know who I am, who is messing with you?” I responded with the same tone of voice she used and stared at her eyes with my green ones.
And that's the start of the staring contest. I looked deep into her eyes and deep down to her soul, and... Boom! She looked away while rolling her eyes. Hah, I won!
“You don't know what you are dealing with,” she let out in disbelief and crossed her arms on her chest. Well, I don't know you, so, back off, would you? Also, you are the one who doesn't have any idea who and what you are dealing with, darling.
“Oh, is it indispensable to know who I'm messing with? And for your information, I mess up with everybody who gets in my way. Every. Body. So, just move along. Now, you are the one who is blocking my way.” I uttered, and with that, there she got angry again.
Why is this girl so short-tempered? Is she in her period? Oops, no, I should not think anything about blood. Damn it!
“Miss Winsley, is something wrong going on in here?” A woman asked her, and she was about mid-forty, and she handed her a small towel.
Then she turned her gaze to me and looked at me sharply.
Silly old human, I'm not afraid of you.
And that ain't gonna work on the sticky coffee on her dress and arms.
“Thanks, Mandy! And please, put this girl in front of me in her right place.” The blondie ordered as she pointed at me, and it made me raise my left eyebrow.
Whoa, am I kind of a thing that is misplaced? These people are hilarious.
She took the towel and was about to walk away when the woman named Mandy turned to me and said, “Lady, you better not mess with the owner of this establishment, or I have to call the police.”
I silently chuckled at her statement. Well, there's nothing more stupid than them. Call the police? What did I do that is so hideous to be considered a crime? Murdered someone? Well, no, I haven't killed anyone yet in this country.
“Hey, Ma'am, for you to know, it was your owner who bumped into me. So, back off, or you will know the real me, and I bet you wouldn't like it, even a bit.” I explained and warned her, and she turned to her owner. Yeah, I guess that girl with pretty wavy blonde hair and nice electric blue eyes is her master.
The adorable fussy girl turned to me again, and before she could speak, I stepped closer to her till our faces were four inches away.
I'm so tired of this already, and I badly want to go home so I can eat and sleep for the rest of the day. It's still so early on a Saturday morning in the summer. People here are so damn hot-headed. I should have stayed in my room.
Then I stared deep into her blue eyes to warn her that I am not afraid of whoever she is.
“Hmm, so you are the owner of this place, eh? And what do you expect me to do? Bow on to you like you're a queen and do everything you say? Not gonna happen, Miss, even in your wildest dreams.” I let out, and there it goes. I about to lose my temper. I'm just so pissed already. Why am I even wasting my time here?
She seemed surprised upon hearing my words, and I can see through her eyes that she was about to explode in anger, too. Okay, let's see what you got.
“We are not yet done here. I'm sure we will meet again, and I'm going to make sure that you will kneel in front of me.” She growled while trying to calm her voice so she would not sound mad.
Then I grinned when her statement registered in my mind. That sounds interesting. She wants to see me again! Why for? Hmmm. And kneel in front of her? Why?
“Alright then… I can't wait to see you again. By the way, it was so nice meeting you.” I replied and winked at her before I turned around and left before she could say anything in reply.
I walked confidently through the doors while wearing a big grin on my face.
'Stupid humans.' I muttered.
I bit my lower lip while pushing the glass door open, thinking of the silly thing that just happened back there.
“You will pay for this, Freak! I'll remember your face, and I will make sure that you won't get away with this! You...” I heard her yell, but I did not pay attention to her at all. I just went straight to where my motorbike is parked.
"So, I'm in debt with that girl, huh? How much could that dress and her coffee cost? And why the heck do I care? We'll probably not see each other again. America is so damn wide, let alone Cali." I mumbled as I wore my helmet and then revved my motorbike.
"She looks gorgeous, though." I thought of her again while smirking as I am driving on the highway, but I quickly shook it off my mind.
Why am I even thinking of a girl who is looking so nice? No, I am not crushing on her. I was just thinking that she is cute. Nah, erase that. She's a total pain in the ass.
*Blair’s Point of View* --- “Shut the hell up, you f**king clock!” I shouted as I reached for the noisy thing on the nightstand and the alarm clock turned into pieces as I threw it to the wall. Monday, and I really hate this day. But no matter how much I hate it, it still comes. It's like a lifetime curse that you cannot run away from. Like, who the hell likes Monday? Well, I do like it if there are no classes. “What was it, Blair?” Marge yelled as she hurried to my room and came in. Then I just buried my face in my pillow. “Okay, you just broke your clock. That was still new. First time using it, and it's now dead. Nice. Very nice. I should have glued it there.” She remarked, and I'm sure that her hands are on
*Blair’s Point of View* --- “PRYCE WINSLEY ACADEMY.” I read the name of the school that Marge enrolled me in. This one seems like a good place. Better than my previous school. 'Act like a human and be a human.' I thought to myself as I got off my bike and pulled the helmet off of my head. It's only what I need to think of all the time. No one would probably know that I am a vampire, not unless I'll announce. And if there would be one that would know, there is only one person I can blame— Marge. “Well, this will surely be another one hella year of boredom,” I mumbled as I walked through the hallways with a sea of noisy human students. Some of them are staring at me, and others are letting out murmurs with t
*Pryce’s Point of View* --- “Miss Winsley, you can proceed to your classroom now. It's almost time for your first subject.” Said the principal, who was my mom's best friend. 'Was', because my mother, Prescilla Karstensen-Winsley, died in a plane crash when I was still ten years old. She left me with my dad, but I don't live in his mansion now because I already have my own house. “Okay, Mr. Burton, just inform me if you need something or if there are any changes,” I told him as I picked up my purse and stood up from the chair fronting his table. I have been assessing him on what to do for the future meeting with the faculty this coming Friday. One of my jobs is to ensure that my employees are all comfortable with
*Blair’s Point of View* --- Why is it that when you're at school, the time moves so freaking slow? F*ck my life for it. One of the places that I don't want to be is at school. It's just like a deep, dark, and creepy dungeon for me. But everybody had no choice, just like me. We're gonna be here for the whole damn school year. Sh*t! I got to stop cursing. Marge will surely kill me if she could read my mind. Damn, I should listen to the teacher now. And it's four, three, two, one. *Bell rings*. Haha, lunch break! I was glad that the stunning blondie beside me didn't bother to approach and annoy me the whole morning. And I
*Pryce’s Point of View* --- How dare she talk back at me and run away just like that? I swear, I'm going to kill her the harder way. No one has ever done it to me. Ever! She better be ready because I won't let this pass like the last time she messed up with me. “What are you all looking at? Mind your own things.” I asserted to everybody here in the canteen, and automatically, their heads turned back to their proper places. “We-we're sorry, Miss Winsley.” The captain stammered, and I just nodded at them then headed straight to the canteen's door. I just lost my appetite, and it's because of that freak. I will just go to the library to check the books that have arrived this morning. And I need a silent place to gi
*Blair’s Point of View* --- Whew! Thank goodness, I arrived in the classroom one minute early before the time. I went straight to my seat at the back. Well, it's a good thing that you only have one classroom for all of your subjects, excluding P.E, because it should be at the gym, and also, laboratory sh*ts. And as I sat on my chair, I glanced at the seat beside me. I just can't help myself to smile when I remembered what had happened during lunch break. I had so much fun. --- The bell finally rang, and Marge came in. And almost all of the students are here already, but their queen seemed to be late. I'm so excited to see what will happen next.
*Pryce’s Point of View* --- I am in a place that I shouldn't be. Clarkson Park. And it's already 7:10 in the evening. I'm inside of my car, deciding if I should go out or not. Well, who the hell knows what's out there? Maybe that freak was just making fun of me, or she wants to murder me. Why did I decide to go in here after all? It's just so stupid of me. But then, I chose to open my door and bring with me a baseball bat, just in case of an emergency. And I left the engine of the car running so that there will be lights in the headlights of my car. Why is there no light around here now? This place was supposed to be so busy. I still remember when I was still
*Pryce’s Point of View* --- “Babe, do you still want to put some ice on it, or you'll just stare at me till morning?” She asked, and that brought me back to reality. This girl never fails to make my heart skip a beat because of her stubbornness. “You're so full of yourself, Freak. And never in your dreams that I will stare at you till morning.” I said to her as I walked to the trunk of my car to grab some ice from the cooler. Then I wrapped it in my handkerchief and tied it. I went back to her and handed her the thing in my hold. She mumbled something, but I couldn't hear it clearly, and she took the ice from me. And before she could put it near her wound, I stopped her by holding her hand that had the ice
*Cassandra’s Point of View* --- As I am crying and staring at my best friend's dead body, I felt something that has been building up around me. Its power is familiar. It's Blair's force field. I looked in her direction, and she's all on fire. Then her opponent's arm that has been holding her started to fade. And later on, everything around her turned to ashes. Oh, no! I tried to escape from her force field, but I couldn't. It's too strong. "Claude! Stop!" I heard Aunt Claudia's scream while she's also struggling to be free from the force field that Blair created around every witch. I could feel that Blair is up to
*Blair’s Point of View* --- "You're pretty much stronger than I thought, Hybrid." He spoke with a horrid voice. The werewolves indeed become bigger and stronger as the moon rises from the east. And I know that the witches have no match with these monsters. "Oh, really? I thought you were much stronger than I thought. Is that all that you've got?" I sneered, and clearly, it's pissing him off. I want to measure how strong this monster is. Then Damien attacked me, but he was just so slow, especially now with his bigger body. He growled and attacked me again with his claw
*Alison’s Point of View* --- How am I gonna escape from his hold? My shoulders are in total pain, and he’s about to eat my head. Damn, he got awful breath. I kept on holding his neck to make his big nasty mouth away from my face while I kept trying to kick him, but it was no use. "Ali!" Blair yelled, and I couldn't see her anywhere. "This monster is very strong... I can't… I can't... Aaaargh!" I can barely say anything since I'm losing strength. Then Blair shoots a fireball at him, but he seems unmoved. He started to get burned, and finally, he moved away from me while he was busy killing the fire around his body. "Are
*Pryce’s Point of View* --- "Alright. Then we fight with all we have. Just be safe always in here. I'll be checking on you from time to time." Blair told me, and I wonder if I can join their war. I want to help. "Um, can I fight with you at the battle?" I asked her, and with that, she looked at me sharply. Damn, wrong move, Pryce. She seemed angry or worried. Well, I guess both. "No! That'll never gonna happen. You stay here with my cousin, and if there is a need for me to be here, I'll be around." She let out, and I just agreed with her. There's no use in disagreeing with this scary freak. "Remember, everyone, that tonight, the Super Blue Blood Moon will light up t
*Pryce’s Point of View* --- "Hi, Mom! Everything's fine. So far." Blair said and hugged the person who just arrived. Okay, it's her mother. "Hey, Aunt C! I got some news, but I'll tell you later." Cassie greeted the woman who had been wearing a worried face and nodded her head. What was her name again? It's Claudia. What I knew is that she's Cassie's very strict aunt. "Good day, Your Highness!" Alison greeted her while bowing to her. Wait, Your Highness? "Good day too, Alison!" She replied to the girl, and now, her gaze is on me. What should I say? Damn it! It's my gi
*Pryce’s Point of View* --- As I opened my eyes, we were already here in my room. I looked around, and I saw Blair while she was trying to check if everything was in place. "They've been here." She uttered, and that shocked me. Damn, they knew where I live. Well, it's just really hard to believe that I will be killed tomorrow by those monsters. But the future is the future, and I don't have any idea how we will prevent that. "Are we safe here?" I asked her worriedly since she started to build a force field around my room. She has mentioned that it weakens the werewolves' senses. "Yep, for now," Blair replied and t
*Blair’s Point of View* --- She walks down the stairs with all her glory and beauty. And it seems like everything around me became slow motion. There she is, the girl that made me feel that love can do so many things, and she can bring out the best in me as well as the worst. She looked at me and smiled, a smile that we rarely see. And I just stared at her in awe until she reached in front of me. "Look at the camera, ladies! And don't forget to smile!" Marve yelled and clicked the camera that had been hanging on her neck. Well, time never comes back, and we better save the memories while we still can. "Alright, everyone
*Blair’s Point of View* --- "So, this is your new house?" Pryce asked me while we were sitting here on the balcony and looking at the beautiful mountains and the lake. It really took us a lot of time to make her believe that we're supernatural beings. And thankfully, she didn't freak out too much. "Yup, my mom designed it. And she visits here often." I replied and pulled her closer to me as I wrapped an arm around her waist. Then she laid her head on my shoulder and held my hand in which I could still feel the electricity from her touch. "Hmm... It's beautiful. And what do we do next?" She let out and asked curiously while playing with my fingers. "Uh... Well, I'm s
*Cassandra’s Point of View* --- "We're not humans," Blair confessed while my mate and I were listening intently. I looked at Pryce, and she raised an eyebrow. It's just really hard to believe if you are a human. "What do you mean?" Pryce asked her lover confusedly. "Well, umm... Uh, let me start with Ali. She is a werewolf, while Sander is a witch, and I am a half-witch and half-vampire. And lastly, you are a werewolf. Half-human and half-werewolf, I presume." Blair explained seriously, and Pryce seemed not convinced. It went quiet for a while, and then the room was filled with my best friend's laughter. "Wait a minute.