"Cursed by Evil" - Christina.D (ebook reader with built in dictionary .txt) 📗

‘You can’t do spells in school.’ Lily whispered and then kicked my leg under the table. She glared at me; trying not to get any attention.
‘I know. Who said I was doing a spell?’ I said back looking at her through the top of the book; not whispering just to spite her, because the kick really hurt.
Her green eyes scanned the lunch hall; seeing if anyone was listening. She flicked her brown hair back and moved closer to the table, leaning in to whisper.
‘Then what the hell are you reading?’ She nodded to the book I was holding, so I looked at the front to read the name out for her.
‘The rule of three, what ye send out, comes back to thee.’ I looked at her, not seeing why I can’t read books I like; I knew why she didn’t want me reading it, but I feel mean today.
‘Because people think you’re weird already, do you want them to calling you a witch too?’ She looked at me with anger in her eyes; I know when to give up.
‘Well that’s what I am.’ I put the book in my bag and carried on drinking my Fanta. Lily sat back in her chair still glaring at me, but didn’t say a word. ‘Don’t say you’re angry at me.’ I asked in a sweet voice to make a joke of it.
‘No, but you really surprise me sometimes.’ I didn’t know what she meant by that so I just shrugged my shoulders and played with the top tip of the Fanta can.

Lunch times are really boring, first I don’t eat, and second I always end up staring at someone’s neck. Boarding school wasn’t the brightest idea my helper had, taking in I can’t ditch a lesson I have learned over a hundred times. Soon, someone will get suspicious as to why I always drink berry juice.
I’m glad my best friend, Dillon; is so clueless, he doesn’t realise I never eat, like now in the cafeteria he’s going on about some maths exam, while I’m looking at someone’s long, juicy, blood flooded neck.
‘So what do you think, are you goanna revise?’ Dillon looked at the direction I was looking at and raised his eyebrows.
‘What?’ I asked now looking at my juice instead of her.
‘You’ve been staring at the two girls the whole time I was speaking dude, want to explain?’ I couldn’t say why I was really looking at the girl that was reading; with her blond hair tied back in a pony tail, it just made it very hard not to look.
‘No reason. It’s just weird; she’s been reading for a while.’ He looked at the girl again and laughed.
‘Yeah she does that, her name is Mia and the other girl sitting opposite her is Lilly; they’ve been best friends since they joined the school.’ I couldn’t help but interrupt on their conversation. I didn’t understand what they’re saying though.
I can’t read minds, but I can hear miles away it’s just sometimes not very clearly. Then the blond one, Mia put her book way and started drinking; I can’t help but see the liquid running down her neck. Dillon was looking at me like he’s seen me for the first time.
‘Will you stop staring; they’ll think your some creep.’ He was looking at them too. Then the brown one looked over and smiled. Not at me but at Dillon, she looked like she knew him well.
‘You know them?’ I asked now looking at him.
‘Well yeah, Lily is in most of my lessons and Mia in one, but we get along.’ He turned at me and smiled, in a way that teased me.
Mia then looked at us, her deep grey eyes didn’t have and expression and I wasn’t even sure she was looking at us at first. She then tucked her side fringe behind her ear and turned back to Lily. I know we looked at each other’s eyes but she seemed distant. When the bell went, for once I was surprised that I was thinking of something, that didn’t relate to blood.

After lunch I had history; meaning Dillon was waiting for me outside the classroom when it finished. He is a warlock, that’s the only reason I’m friends with him. He just understands magic in a way other witches don’t. Me and Lily are witches too, but only beginners, so you can say Dillon is kind of our teacher. He was born in a magical family, me and Lily on the other hand, not so much. With both parents more normal than needed, well we both needed something different.
‘Hey, saw you at lunch today, the vamp got suspicious.’ Dillon relaxed on the wall as we were going out of class.
‘About what?’ I stood next to him looking around for Lily to come; as we only had five lessons today, we could go to our dorm to cast spells.
‘That you always read, and by chance you were reading a spell book, but I think he was really just looking at ways to bite you.’ He had a smirk on his face.
‘He’s your best friend, why do you think he would think of biting anyone, so far all he’s been doing is drinking the blood supply the vamp teacher has been giving him. Oh and o me a favour don’t tell Lily there was a chance he was looking at my book.’ I looked around again, but the corridor was empty; no sign of Lily.
‘Yeah he’s my best friend, and yeah I know he wouldn’t bite anyone. But he’s bound to crack one day. And will do, I’m sure we can find something else to talk about’ Dillon looked down to his feel and kicked the floor.
‘Gross. And Speaking of that, why haven’t you told him that you know yet?’ I looked him in the eye to make sure he would tell me no lies
‘Because then he would treat me like an outsider; you know how vampires are.’ He glared at me, but I turned around and decided to go to my dorm; maybe Lily’s already there. On that thought, my phone vibrated in my back pocket of my jeans. I stopped and looked what it was.
Hey !! sorry I didn’t meet you outside history, I went straight to dorm. Come now. Spell time!!
Lily xoxox

It made me smile just thinking about how magic makes me feel.
I put my phone back in my jeans and started walking; leaving Dillon in his thoughts. As I got down half way down the corridor Shane was walking the other direction. I didn’t look at him. I don’t like vampires. My brother was one; until he got killed by tying to kill me. As I passed, I knew he was looking at me, but when he touched my hand I flinched.
‘Oh. Sorry I didn’t mean to scare you.’ He smiled at me, but I didn’t smile back. ‘You must be Mia, Dillon’s friend?’ He offered a handshake but I just looked at it, and remembered the coldness, loneliness, and the sadness of a vampire’s skin.
‘Yeah.’ I looked him in the eye and saw not one colour, but all of eye colours I have ever seen. His brown hair nearly covered one eye, but it seemed to stay the way he wanted to. Like everything else. I clutched unto my side bag harder. Just encase.
‘Do you know where he went?’
‘No’
‘Do you know where he could’ve gone?’
‘No’ He didn’t stop smiling, and I didn’t stop looking away from him.
‘So you have no clue?’
‘Well you could check your dorm, since he kind of lives there. With you’ I smiled this time, looking into his eyes; so then hopefully he would leave me alone.
‘Well what’s a good idea. Thank you. Hope I’ll get to see you again.’ He waved and carried on walking, I could feel that he turned around, but I carried on walking outside to get to my dorm building.
He’s such a freak.

She didn’t turn around for me to see her deep eyes again. I couldn’t help myself though. I know she knows something. I was watching her talk to Dillon and she kept turning around. I know exactly where Dillon is, I just wanted to talk to her. She makes me laugh inside, the way she thinks, I stare into her eyes and then she looks away almost as if she didn’t care. Her eyes are the deepest gray. The only colour I don’t have.
If I kill someone I can choose something of theirs. I choose their eye colour. I don’t like playing with humans; not as much as I used to. Luckily, now I might have a person that will play back.