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stares. Unlike my
friends, I was uncomfortable with people watching me. I felt like a
stage puppet for the student population. Griffin enjoyed performing
for everyone. I didn’t.
My table was filled mostly with girls and a
handful of guys. I sat on the far end of it, which over looked the
entrance to the cafeteria. Griffin sat directly across from me and
Isis next to him. The rest weren’t witches, and remained unaware of
what we were.
Isis was a member of the coven, but I found
her annoyingly flirtatious. Her cruelty towards Savannah and her
friends made me dislike her. Many considered Isis beautiful, but
her beauty lay in her appearance only. Her skin was the shade of
bronzed coffee. Her hair hung straight down her back to graze her
thighs, and her eyes were like red garnets. She wore her makeup the
way ancient Egyptians had, with the color outlining her eyes to
make them seem catlike. She had an amazing body; thin with long
legs and big breasts. I knew that was why Griffin kept her around.
They hooked up on a regular basis, but neither really wanted the
other for anything more than sex.
Isis was rarely found without her two best
friends, Jen and Stacey. They were twins from the coven, but their
parents had taken them out of the country to visit relatives in
Ireland for a few weeks. Isis was alone and she did not look happy
about it. She was on a war path and her personality depicted
it.
I winced, thinking that Isis would probably
go out of her way to cause problems for Savannah until her friends
were back to distract her. She usually attacked Savannah when she
was in a bad mood.
“Look who just walked in.” Isis craned her
neck, as she pointed out Savannah entering the cafeteria. “It’s
such a shame that she has the body of a child. She could almost be
pretty. Maybe I should suggest a plastic surgeon to fix her problem
areas.” Her eyes sparkled with wicked intent. “I mean, she is
almost sixteen. It’s not normal to be so flat chested. Maybe, she
is really a boy?” Isis looked me in the eye, daring me to defend
Savannah. I ignored her, and ate my fries.
“I think I’ll offer her that advice.” Isis
turned to Griffin. He nodded, and smiled.
“Go ahead. It’s about time someone told
her.” He nodded in Savannah’s direction.
Isis pulled herself out of her seat and
began to walk towards Savannah with a gleeful determination to her
step. I spun out of my seat, walked briskly to her and grabbed her
arm in a harsh grip.
“Lay off it. You’re not going to say
anything to her, understood?” I ground the words through clenched
teeth, and felt my eyes glow in warning. I was descended from the
Emmons line, which was known for their tempers.
To be on the bad side of an Emmons was
deadly. I was strongest in the fire element, and when push into a
rage my teeth would lengthen to poisonous fangs. We were known to
be especially protective of our families.
Isis stared in wonder at the fangs
protruding from my open mouth. Her mouth was wide at seeing them
for the first time. Ordinarily, I controlled my temper, but lately
I found my emotions chaotic.
“You will leave her alone.” My speech was
slurred. Isis nodded, and I released her arm. Her arm was bruised
in the shape of my fingers. I should have felt guilty, but seeing
Savannah walk out the doors and I knew I couldn’t regret my
actions.
Savannah
The first half of the school day passed
quickly. I hardly noticed as the hands of the clock danced past
noon. The lunch bell sounded and my stomach growled in annoyance. I
stored my bag in my locker on my way to the cafeteria and took a
few moments to check my cell for messages. I had a text from Maye
and felt my stomach drop before I opened it.
Considering Maye’s bafflement at modern
technology, I knew she must have spent a good while figuring how to
send me a text, which was confirmed when I saw several more texts
with the exact same message. It took seeing my parents’ names flash
across the
Tabatha Vargo, Melissa Andrea
Steven Booth, Harry Shannon