I made a new friend. Werewolf guy, John Junior. I decided to leave Robin alone now. Better that I branch out before she gets hurt. We decided to hang out after school. The werewolf attack had failed and Vincents mom was fine. I told him to keep me out of their war and he agreed. During class, I was sitting talking to John when Vincent heard about Deans friend getting set on fire. From Dean. Who reminded him of it. Now, Vincent had forgotten everything to do with those events, so he began getting a bit weird. I stepped in, trying to cut off Dean, telling Vincent he was a compulsive liar and he was better off ignoring him. When Vincent made eye contact with me....well, it was weird. Like a hand inside my brain, squeezing and tugging at it. He called me a liar and ran off with a nosebleed(which I didn't give him). I shivered and ran to find Chantelle.
Tobias found me first and gave me a big old silver coin. He said it was to replace the one that I had given up. It was very similar and so I thanked him for the gesture. I began telling Chantelle about it and she pulled me and Tobias into a closet. I explained what was happening with Vincent and she began blathering about me stealing something from from him. I was about to do as she said when Israel showed up with it. She began making a weird circle and I decided to remove myself. I thought she was a god or alien, not some wiccan.
Me and John Junior went to hang out and he told me about Boris, a mobster, and his daughter Sasha. Apparently she was drug dealing some dangerous stuff around the school. We began plotting a little warning(non violent, I've been trying to cut back on that) and planned to meet her before school.
I met her in the hallways early the next day. Sasha is very pretty, but she was also poisoning kids, so I tried to use the carrot instead of the ten inch wolf claw. I did my best James Dean pose and she was all over me. I lead her to the car and John sat up from the back seat, starting to tie her up. I heard "HEY!" and felt my blood chill. Maybe broad daylight wasn't the best idea, but I wanted this done fast.
Vincent was running towards us and I exited the car while John held Sasha there. He demanded to know what I was doing and I told him I wanted to explain, and, when he became belligerant, I gave him to the count of three(see? I am becoming more tame). I got as far as 1 before Vince sent me flying through the car doors. Both of them. With his mind. I sat up bleeding and wiped at my nose as Vincent told JJ to let Sasha go and he obliged. Sasha thanked him and he told her to run to the principal. I snarled to my feet and asked what the hell he had done and he called me a kidnapper, a freak and all sorts of cruel words. The rest of the group was around us and I felt my cheeks burn as he called me all these things while the others took his side. I couldn't even look at Robin, afraid of seeing disappointment in her eyes or hate or fear and pain. What I didn't expect was, as Vincents eyes began to get that "Carrie" look again, was her moving in between us, cocking back her fist and slamming it into Vincents face.Vincent reeled and called me a kidnapper and Israel led him away, speaking quietly to him. It was clear whose side he had chosen. Robin, meanwhile, turned to me and dabbed at my lip with a tissue, asking if I was hurt. I felt my heart pounding fast again.
Inside, the group(except Robin, who listened to me rather than judge first)demanded my explanation. I told them of Sasha working with Boris(who Robin had heard of), of possible sources helping me(I kept JJ's involvement a secret, at least for now. I'll tell Robin, but the others need to get the sticks out of their asses first). Chantelle made some dog insults(very clever, I see why you read the announcements honey)to me and Robin told Vincent off for attacking me(she hadn't let go of my hand yet). I told her about his psychic power and that he was dangerous again. Chantelle stated that she had it under control, which made me wonder about that magic she has. Is she able to control everyone? Even me? Whats to stop her from taking over that way?
Vincent stormed off and we went to class. Ardath was missing, but that was no loss. I wondered if Robin was starting to feel better. That she needed more than a friend. Then I told myself to shut the hell up and think. A text rang out. For all of us. "Guys. Help me." Vincent was in trouble. Robin rose. Chantelle rose. Israel rose. And, like it or not, I rose. And I began dialling the gang. If he was on the road, he'd need some bikers. Like me.
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