The Song Of His

3. I'm calling dibs

I walked silently towards my locker through the chattering hallway. No usual monologue of mine this time. I already had my head filled with millions of thoughts. Mostly, the memories of the party night.

Everyone talked about the drowned boys who were never found. We stayed back for an hour watching the guards search the waters and praying for the safety of the boys. Shortly after the incident, cops arrived and investigated.

It had been the first time in years since people disappeared in sea without a trace. And as it turned out that Cindy, the girl who had been the key witness of the incident, was telling the truth. After an hour or so I had concluded that she was under the influence of drugs or alcohol but the CCTV footage showed the two boys standing in waist level water that fell inside and didn't resurface.

The cops put on the yellow tapes around the accident area and investigated the whole Sunday. Yet, those boys were nowhere to be found. Not even a trace of their bodies.

Everyone started developing their own theories. Some rational, while others were ideas borrowed from the movies and books.

When it came to me, I personally believed that those two boys had come to ruin Louis' show that night and had successfully sabotaged it. They must be laughing on their friggin' backsides at the moment. It might have been just a silly prank and it would come out sooner or later. But what had me confused was the humming in the sea. The voice that called me then remained in my head. I had dreams about it for the previous two nights.

It might be just my stupid head or the shock from the incident, which may not be an incident at all.

"Lene!" Lavinia came to stop by my locker. She was panting like her brother's dog Miles. Yup, he was probably the person from the joke 'I walk Miles everyday'.

"Why did you find it so necessary to run?" I leaned my back over my locker and looked at her, amused. She wasn't an athlete, well neither was I. But she would rather let the lion eat her than try running away. She was lazy like hell in that sense!

She raised her hand asking me for some time as she breathed through her mouth, gulping down as much oxygen as she could.

"I... I need...your... chemistry assignment," she said between her labored breaths.

"Wow! Mr. Gareth knows how to keep his lazy students active," I smirked at her way taking out my chemistry assignment sheet and handing it over to her. She just scowled at me.

"Don't tell me he hadn't had you running to hill when you forgot to bring his assignment."

I gave her a nervous chuckle as I scratched the back of my head. I didn't know how to respond to that. Well, Mr. Gareth was a crazy teacher out there and damn scary too.

"I will-" Lavinia turned around just to freeze in her place, leaving her sentence incomplete. I saw her eyes diluting and mouth hanging low. Her face held a really funny expression that made me want to laugh. Instead, I frowned at her before looking at what she was staring at. And I had no doubt that my expression was similar to Lavinia's or rather even more embarrassing.

Walking down the hallway were three boys. That shouldn't be so surprising since this was a high school. But they were new students, who I had never seen or heard about before. Again, nothing unusual as people get transferred from and to, all the time. But nearly in the middle of the term? Might be, some special cases would need special admissions.

Then what had not only me and Lavina but almost every single one in the hallway statue still with a funny shocked expressions stuck on their faces? That would be a really good question. And the answer was also simple, they looked like they jumped out of the Vogue front cover.

They were all tall to some six plus feet in height, leanly built with their abs being outlined from the snug fitting t-shirts and faded jeans, simple yet classically dressed, with out-of-this-world features and that amazing bouncy hair. The one leading the other two had jet black hair while the one on the former's left had burning red hair and the remaining one had shiny light chestnut for hair color.

"I can't breathe, I can't breathe," I could hear Lavinia gasp holding my upper arm for support.

Dramaqueen. I wanted to roll my eyes at her and would have definitely did that if the three Adonides weren't walking in our direction. I couldn't help but hold my breath as they neared. Just for a fraction of a second, the vivid green eyes of the dark haired guy met mine. And that was enough for me to lose myself into those unusual green of his eyes, enclosed by the full, dark and long lashes.

The closest color to describe them would be the sss green from the pamphlet of a lens shop. There was an entire forest trapped behind those beautiful eyes making me want to keep staring into them. But then, the moment broke when they walked past me. It had only lasted for less than a second, while it felt like eons had gone by.

I staggered back, inhaling the air like it was for the first time that I was breathing it after being deprived from it, forever. I realised that I had been subconsciously holding my breath for long time.

The cold metal of the lockers hit my back, supporting my body as my eyes trailed behind the Adonides that were turning around the corner of a frozen corridor.

"I'm calling dibs," Lavinia squeaked from beside me, cutting through the maddening silence that had settled all around us. Only to earn death glares from various directions.

She just shrugged, "I already did it."

This time, feeling my body back under my control, I did roll my eyes, "Vini, you are just making yourself a target for every other girl in the school to practice darts on."

I smiled sympathetically at her before I started walking towards my next class, leaving Lavinia all stammering, "huh?..wha..? Why?"

Poor girl didn't realise it yet but soon the other clawed devils would get to her making her understand what type of mistake she had just made. Especially, the queenbees of the cheerleading squad.

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"You know? Helena bitched about me right before me as if I wasn't standing right there before her!" Lavinia threw her hands in the air exaggeratedly. Her tanned cheeks were burning red due to her temper.

I just sighed in reply. I shouldn't be admitting it but my little friend walking beside me had a walnut for a head. She was turning seventeen yet she didn't know that there were exotic fish with tons of make up covered in almost-a-bikini type of clothes walking around school, called piranhas.

All the time she didn't say something to tick them off had kept her safe but after calling dibs on the fresh new meat in this human filled ocean, she had just spilt her own blood into the water while swimming in it.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" She looked at me with those cutely furrowed eyebrows that I almost felt pity for her. But Lavinia was Lavinia and no matter what I told her, she would just start debating with me, only annoying me off to no end.

"I wish you luck, my friend. Or better, I wish you all the luck in the world," I patted her back before walking ahead for my next class, leaving my best friend perplexed with what I had wished her luck for.