Written by: Eunice Nwodu Ifunanya
Juicy, Astrid and Heather were on their way to cl@ss that morning with their books in their handbags and a big smile across their faces.
“My mother is definitely going to bore me with news from home. What dad did, what my brother did, what the neighbors did. She just can’t leave without letting her heart out.” Heather reminisced and nudged her elbow.
“I think that’s because she misses you. Tomorrow is the first time we will be seeing our parents after two good months. We just have to enjoy it.” Astrid replied shaking her loose hair scatter around her shoulders.
Juicy sighed and lifted her head.
“I miss Eric. I wish he comes with my parents.” She admitted despondently.
“Gosh! Can’t believe you’re still head over hills for your childhood crush. If only we were allowed to use phones. You would have him on phone every second, won’t you?” Astrid tea-sed but Juicy doesn’t say anything.
“I think that guy is such a j£rk. How could he not like you after your pretty green eyes.” Heather said and the girls chuckled.
The bell rang loudly interrupting their discussion and they glanced at each other. Who ever walked into cl@ss three minutes late would get to scrub the bathroom floors as punishment.
They scurried off immediately holding themselves as they ran.
The got into cl@ss just in time and the ‘good’ seats were taken.
They had to sit separately and Juicy raced for the seat at the back next to the broad window.
She sat next to a guy who was occupied with scribbling sketches on his notebook.
She felt bad that she didn’t get to sit with her friends but her mood brightened when she recalled the lesson would just be for forty minutes and they get to leave for another cl@ss.
Ryan.
He was sitting at her back. For the first time, he was sitting close to Juicy in cl@ss. He had avoided her like plague.
He made sure she doesn’t see him during day except the time he comes to pick her up at her be-d and takes her to the club.
Juicy ba-rely knew that there was someone like Ryan in her school. Not his name and obviously not his face.
It was possible because he was someone she forgot if she happened to see him. He would compel her with his eyes and that would be all about him for her.
It was something toxic a human could go throu-gh. Having her br@in messed up by some boy.
He was able to sniff the shampoo she had used for her hair which he detested. Her heart was beating normal and she was breathing steady.
He couldn’t help but listen to the sounds around him.
All of a sudden, he looked around for his four friends.
Whenever they weren’t complete at a place, something must be wrong and there was something wrong at the moment.
Spike wasn’t in the cl@ssroom. He searched around for him with his eyes but he only saw the other two.
He got up catching Juicy’s attention. Another rule at Flory High was that the moment lesson begins, nob©dy leaves. The teacher was backing the cl@ss and was writing on the whiteboard.
He started walking out of the cl@ss with everyone looking up at him. Justin and Darrell were more curious.
He was almost at the door when the strict Mr Harry st©pped him with his icy voice.
“And where do you think you are going to?” He asked and the cl@ss went so silent that one could hear a pin drop.
“I will be back sir.” He replied obviously compelling him.
“Don’t…Don’t take too long.” He replied stunning most of the students.
The Mr Harry they knew would lash out and obviously give the person immediate detention.
Ryan went on his journey and got out the hall way. He listened carefully with his ear hoping to hear Spike’s movement.
He wasn’t satisfied so he dashed out to the other hallway. Being a vampire, he had the ability to dash off like he was flying.
He finally heard Spike’s grunt and he raced to where the sound c@m£ from.
He quic-kly slammed Spike to the wall to prevent him from b!tt!g C@ssey by her n£¢k.
“What do you think you are doing??!” He yelled at him.
He was breathing heavily with his canine teeth visible and his eyes bloodsh0t. He was fully prepared to attack and svçkC@ssey’s blood.
“Nothing!” Spike replied overwhelmed with rage.
He pushed Ryan to the next wall subduing him with full f0rç£.
“You know the rules, Spike. No one must suspect that there is a vampire in this school, much more four. You have to control this hunger!” Ryan gritted his teeth.
C@ssey was now on the floor whimpering.
“I’m sorry, Ryan.” Spike whispered as his eyes and pale face gradually went back to normal.
“Good. Go back to cl@ss. I’ll handle C@ssey.” He instructed him.
As Spike rushed off, Ryan stooped to a crouch and helped her to get back on her feet.
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TBC
