Hidden Wings

chapter two

By lunch time I've felt like I was being pulled towards him whenever we were in the same hall or room as I passed the cafeteria doors for something to drink the sense of him near started to pull me into the cafeteria, it’s as if I could spotted him within seconds. I look over of no will of my own and I see him at a table in the back with a hoard of people around him. Scared he seen me staring at his gorgeous face and terrified of falling into his smoky blue, deep, memorizing eyes, I put my head down and turn away from the vending machines forgetting about the drink. I get shivers with him around I feel suffocated and scared something will happen again, where another part of me wanted to jump him and see how he tasted because he smelt so sweet. I sigh and shake my head something is seriously off right now I'm so confused. I need air, I head straight to the courtyard to get the fresh air I so desperately needed. It may be the beginning of Fall but it was still warm out and the light wind was comforting calming me down as I go to my quiet place away from everyone, by a few trees where the sun hits it just right, it is the one place I could relax and breathe. I sit down and pulled my book out again and read peacefully. As I change the page, I see a pair of shoes in front of me, I did not need to look up to know who it was, it was the new guy I could feel the pull as he walked this way secretly I was praying he wasn’t coming towards but luck isn't on my side today.

"Hey, can I sit next to you?" I know I should shake my head get it cleared of this foggy mess but instead I nod horror fills me as he sits down extremely close, so close we were almost touching.

"Do you talk at all?" I nod my head pretending to read but I could not concentrate on anything but him and how close he is, his heat penetrates deep into my skin making my heart race. "That's not talking." He laughs. When he laughs it is like music, I shut my eyes and listen to the perfect sound as it engulfed me. Noticing how I was getting carried I quickly open my eyes and turned the page trying to regain my calm status. "Could you at least tell me your name?" He asked leaning towards me making my heart leap.

"Ivey." I answered quietly.

"Ivey," He repeats, "That's a beautiful name." He leans away noticing how close he was getting.

"Thanks." I say a little louder. Something about his compliment made me feel like I should have more pride to improve who I am but that isn’t me I like how I am just fine no one bothers me.

"You have a beautiful voice." He says taking a few strains of my hair. My head shot up in shock.

"My.... my.... hair...." When I looked up my eyes locked with his. I could feel that pull get stronger than ever, I wanted to reach out and touch him. He is a really beautiful guy, his deep blue eyes had a hint of brown in them and his dark hair has a clean shine, it's cut to his ears and has a nice fade, he has a strong jaw line and a dazzling smile it put the sun to shame. I could not look away. His smile widens as he stares into my eyes then let the strands slowly fall out of his grasp. He started to lean closer and closer to the point that my shoulder touches his chest he breathes,

"You have gorgeous red hair; it makes your green eyes stand out." His voice got husky as he spoke getting closer, we were inches away from each other, anymore and we will be kissing.

"Thank you." I say slowly. Just a little closer... the bell rings. I snap out of his trance. I move away, picking up my backpack I stand and when I start to walk, he grabs my wrist softly,

"What class do you have next?" Where he touches is on fire, the heat spreads through my body, I wanted nothing more than to close my eyes and welcome it.

"Art." I answer moving out of his grasp and a cold chill runs up my spine, but it quickly disappears when I look into his eyes that were shining.

"Me too! Let us go together." Again, I wanted to shake my head, but I end up nodding and start walking again, this time with him by my side. As we walked down the hallway lots of people were whispering and staring, making me very uncomfortable but Ashton was completely oblivious to it all.

"Have you always lived here?" He asks sparking a conversation. I nod clenching my book. He smiles, "Back to silence again?" I shrug and he just laughs. "Well I have traveled to lots of places thanks to my aunt. I really hope we stay here though." His stare was intoxicating.

We get to the art room and Ms.Doise stops Ashton to give him the information he needs for the class, I do not stop to wait and continue to walk to my seat in the far back which I had it all to myself, or I did until Ashton comes over and sits in front of me. Ms. Doise is a natural happy-go-lucky person so when she sees that I had a table partner she smiles and claps,

"That's wonderful, now Ivey, you can do the project. I will let you two get started. Ivey please tell him what we're doing." I nod as I continue to draw in my sketchbook when she walks away, I set my book down,

"Do you have a sketchbook?" He nods and says,

"Always." Still smiling he gets his sketchbook out and flips to a blank page.

"Okay so we're just drawing each other." I say as I go to a clean page.

"I get to draw you?" I nod and his smile grows, "that's awesome. I get to draw a beautiful girl." My face gets warm, but I push it way, figuring he must flirt with everyone.

"Just start drawing." I say coldly doing my best to everything I can to keep my composer but he just laughs,

"Okay, I would but I sort of need to see your face." He lowers my sketchbook I unknowingly picked up and put in front of me. When it was low enough to his liking, I could see him smiling and somehow that smile felt so familiar.

After taking a few deep breathes and steadied my heart I start to sketch him. I look up to see him wearing a serious face for the first time today, it shocked me, and my heart starts to race. I shake my head mentally and start to draw his head moving to his eyes, nose, ears, then move to his lips and my eyes started to trail down his neck over his chest then his arms. My mind starts to undress him, looking at him anyone could tell he was well built. I imagine him with amazing stomach muscles and his arms were nicely presented, his perfect biceps were covered in his amazing tan skin, it was like he lives in the sunlight. I could almost feel my hand run over his body then a squeal snaps me back to reality. I look over and see Ms. Doise standing next to our table looking at our pieces. I look down and notice I was still drawing as I was in my own little world, I was working on his waist, I drew him standing with his arms across his chest, his face was serious with a hint of a smile on his lips as he looked down to the left.

"Ohmigod!" She shouts looking down, "You two are amazing! I can't believe it." I look at her then Ashton who smiles and shows me his drawing. I looked amazing, my hair was blowing in an invisible wind, I was looking up to my right, I was sitting with a book in my hand lying face down on the ground. It was like a black and white photo of me. I look down at mine clearly it wasn't as good as his, so I didn't want to show him, but he places my sketch book on the table and his eyes widen, I wanted to shrink into my seat from embarrassment knowing it wasn't that good.

"Holy.... Ivey, you really think I look like that?" My chest tightens knowing he hated it, then he continues, "I look amazing, it's like a photo. I'm so serious... wait, what...." he mumble the last part as he takes my book and sets it in the middle of the table next to his. When he put them side by side it was like I was looking up at him and he is looking down at me as if it was a complete picture. My eyes widen in surprise though I said nothing, neither did he, we just stared at each other silently then Ms. Doise spoke,

"This is definitely going into the showcase can you two draw it bigger?" Not braking contact with me he nods, "Brilliant, the show case is in two months." I sat there in shock at what just happened, he likes my art, we are in the showcase, he... he is my partner in the show case! My brain starts to go into overdrive, and I want to freak out, but I stay silent and calm showing nothing. Class gets over and we go to our last class which we so happen to have together. Again, girls go wild then anger fills their eyes when they see me next to him and starts to trash talk but at this point, I could not care less, my mind is done for the day. I sit down in my normal seat in the back by the window, no one sat next to me in the desk and it was peaceful, but then Ashton comes and takes the seat and my peaceful world starts to crumble. I ignored him the best I could, but the teacher made that impossible since we had to share a math book. I just need this day to be over.

Pant.... Pant.... Pant....

'I need to reach him, I need to reach him, if I don't...!'

I was flying again to the edge of the town, to the abandoned building in my long dress with my hair whipping all around me. I stop when I see the trail of blood and started running to the back just to see him in the pool of blood that covers his face and shirt, it was oozing out of his chest staining him. His hazel eyes mixed with green and blue no longer shining... empty. His mouth lost all color but red that had stained the rest of him. I fall to my knees, tears rolling off my cheeks as I reach out to touch him. His body was cold under my touch, the red stains my hand as well as my green dress as I sit next to his body that was surrounded in the pool of crimson. I looked up into the night sky, it was an empty, matching how I felt inside, matching his eyes when I look back at him. Then I felt it, we were not alone, I looked around, I spot it in the far distance blue eyes staring at us then poof gone.

'3:15'

I look at my clock.

'Same as always.' I get out of bed and go downstairs when I hear the back door open and close, I go into the kitchen to see my brother in the fridge.

"Isaac what are you doing up?" I ask.

"We were out of milk." He says getting the carton and pouring some into a glass. "Here." I take it and raise it to my lips when it turns red. I dropped the glass and it shatters spilling the red liquid everywhere. I screamed backing away wiping my mouth and arms fiercely, when it did not go away, I run up to my room. Isaac calls after me, asking if I was okay but I do not answer, I could not answer. A few minutes later he knocks on my door asking if I was okay again, I don’t say anything, he walks in after one last knock,

“Hey, what happed?” He ask I don’t answer, and he sighs pulling my desk chair over. “Hey, we know better by now if something is happening, we talk about it uncle Anthony’s rules.” My throat was closed tight as I held in sobs, my vision gets blurry with tears I wiped and those were red too. I was covered in red all over again, tears continuously falling staining me even more and to make things worse, when I closed my eyes, I see him covered like I am in the same color with his empty eyes staring at me.

“Blood.” I mutter, “It’s blood.” I say low as I get out from under my covers.

“What was? The milk?” I nod he wipes my tears I spot his hand it was red. In my room I look at my mirror and see no red, I look down at my hands and arms there was nothing. I blink and it returns my cheeks my hands, arms and even the rain outside that started getting stronger was red.

"No... no..." I go get a paper towel from the bathroom and attempt to wipe it off but it didn't go away, Isaac follows me saying my name in hushed tones when he reached the bathroom I turn to say something but then I think I see a flash of pink fine glitter I blink and then I go back to my room climb under my covers blocking out the sights shortly after I fall asleep to the sound of red rain falling.