The Dying Rose and Us CH. 7

THIRD PERIOD.

i think this is the only class where omen hasn't talked the teacher into letting him sit by me. in fact, he is on the other side of the room. Mr. barbs is looking right at me when he says this, "i hope you have your reviews," i've forgotten about our talk yesterday, "today we're just studying. remember tomorrow we take our exam. you may work in partners, if you want to work alone that's up to you" he shuffled some papers around before going to a computer to do what ever. i pulled out my book. if i were to marry a book, it'd be this one.

"what are you reading?" omen asked settling himself in an empty desk next to me. "desertfication" i replied "by Yvonne Lozano"
"is it good?"
"it's interesting"
he smiled at me, "read it to me?" he asked.

"from the beginning?"
he shifted uncomfortibly. i don't know why he asked me to read to him. maybe he didn't know how? no, i'm sure he does. maybe he's not good at it?
i flipped the pages 'till i was at the beginning again, and i read to him. he leaned over my shoulder, his arm pressing against me.
his body was warmer then all the other boys who wrapped their arms around me. well duh! he's a werewolf, of course he'd have higher body temperature. he really seemed interested when i was reading to him. i actually forgot about the rest of the class.
"kiki, omen"
for that chapter, it was just me and omen.
"kiki, omen"

i don't like him like that, if that's what your thinking!
"kiki"
i hardly know him, it hasn't even been a day sine i first saw him in the door way at the end of my forth period.
"kiki and omen!"
i stopped reading aloud. it didn't take long for me to see that it had been quiet for a good while.
i closed the book, my face burned with humiliation.
a crash startled me into silent tears. omen fell out of his seat. snickers and small laughter scattered around the room.
"kiki, put your book away. Omen, go back to your seat"
"you okay?" i asked, fighting my shaky voice.
he picked himself up using my desk as a balance.
"yeah" his voice was sentimentle.

isaac laughed at me, "this is why you shouldn't date" he chuckled.
i stared at the cover of my book for the remainder of the class.
the bell rang, and as usual i was the last to leave the class, except this time omen was with me.
"you okay?" he asked.
"yes" i said, not caring for the humilation anymore. we waited for the crowd of ppl to clear away from the stairs.
omen whispered something funny in my ear and i luaghed, he laughed too. jamie and megan came out and saw us laughing together.
normally i would've stopped laughing with the glare she was giving me, but this time i didn't. and i don't know why. ever since i met omen, i haven't been falling prey to her orders anymore. that's probably why she's so upset.
"arra" she confronted me. "you and your new boyfriend have a good time last night?"
this is about omen. i thought turning my head to look at him.
"so what if we did?" that voice came. it wasn't mine, but it came from my mouth.
her piercing glare didn't fase me this time.
"so you are together? after what? a day" megan waited behind jamie, flipping her head this way and that to see if anybody was around. megan liked fights, it gave her a rush of excitment just to be near one. she knew jamie was the kind to hit, but i knew she'd never hit first. "and what if we are?" this wasn't me speaking.
i felt out of body, like somebody was using me as a puppet and the only thing i could do was watch.
jamie was clearly angry.
suddenly my dad grabbed omen's arm and my body pulled me and him past jame and megan. "have a nice day" was the last i said before returning to normal. i didn't stop until we were on the second floor.
"that was gutsy" Omen said with a smile. i sighed, "it felt... good" i said surprised. he just gave another smile and gripped my hand tighter.A

The tardy bell rang, we were late.
i jumped forward toward my class. "wait" omen said pulling me down the stairs.
"what?"
"i have to ask you something"
"can it wait? we're late... oo that rhymed"
"heh. no, this is important." he pulled me down the first floor hall, out the front door, off school grounds, and down the road.

"if this was important you would've told me sooner instead of waiting 'till now" i said bitterly. i was angry and didn't know why.
"sorry, i didn't know how to tell you"
"tell me what?"
he stared into the distance. "how would you feel... if you... became... what i am?"
at this point i was no longer angry, i was confused, "what do you mean?"
"a werewolf..."
i said nothing. the thought itself was a little exciting, behing able to turn into a wolf whenever i felt like it. i thought of being used as a decoy for a werewolf society i never heard about before in my life... not so much.
i didn't want to say no, but i didn't want to say yes either. to buy myself time to think of what i was gonna do i asked "how?"
he blinked, "well... i would have to bite you"
"bite me where?"
"your neck, maybe" he gently ran a fingure down from my jaw bone to the edge of my T-shirt collar.
my mind was no help. i searched it for answers, nothing came up.
"okay" i said, tilting my head to the side. brabbing my shoulders with a firm grip, he extended large fangs. i shut my eyes tight, ready for sharp fangs to pierce my skin, to have pain sprint through out my body to wish i had never said okay. nothing came. i opened my eyes, he seemed confused. "what?" i aked.
"um... i, i can't remember where the changing bite takes place..."
"What?!" i nearly shouted, "can't you just bite anywhere?"
"okay, if that's how you want it done. okay," he looked at my neck like an artist, "if i bite you here, you'll either turn into a wolf... or die instantly"
"huhg?!" i said pulling away from him.
"what?" he asked. i, now noticing his fangs flashed when he spoke, took several steps back from him. "your the one who wanted it that way"
"i take it back" i turned around.
'where are you going?"
"back to school, where i'm supposed to be at right now"
"what? but what about the change?!" he protested. i ignored him and sped up.
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it hurts....
my body was warm with the blood flowing to the wound. twice, he bit me twice. double the pain. when he released me the second tme, i fell limb. i was in shock.