The Curse of The Bloodwood

hemistry

us on whatever it was I was doing b

ill, and it made me wonder what I

t I was clearly uncomfortable under his

tle, then scoffed. I felt a jolt of electricity run through me, but I quickly looked

worn I heard him chuckle again, this time

d so amusing. He's probably wishing he could rip my h

nusual. He obv

is'

ce

of friends. As I scanned the room, my eyes landed o

st stared at each other. Then, she rolled

noticed her sudden reclusiveness since she returned from England. It was as if she had bui

off guard. If someone as oblivious as Clinton had

just thought

mething about Emily t

ly was different, good different. I couldn't penetrate her mind, couldn't evaluat

something nonsensical as he grabbed my hair. I sh

popular girls, I stopped abruptly. Clinton s

u're thinking, but don

ning innocence.

wards Emily, and he whis

y Clinton's reaction. 'Let's tak

eved. 'Louis, we wou

'Would you rather we sat

back to her. As we sipped our drinks, I found myself stealing glance

ked Clinton again, try

sigh and rolled

focusing on Emily again. I paused, taking

y's direction. 'What you should be asking me, Louis, is

care if anyone saw. Now, look at her ag

esponded, 'No, I think she looks really sick

tched on my face. 'W

thoughtful. 'Louis, I get it.

ting the drama that

ed this... weird interest in this huma

'I'm only interested because I want to help her.' I p

Clinton said nonchalant

vampire, I'm able to sense pain

emotions are heightened. You're

ily across the room, 'I'm telling you

rds Emily. 'Aw, look at her being all wei

m a warni

're still obsessing over her? Louis, s

've never seen anyone like her. She's...differe

exactly normal either. Maybe

, my eyes fix

her. I've never even thought of

ways writes in. I would have easily

hing; who, because of her overprotective mother, has not been able to figure out herself yet. S

iously. 'Why ca

er she closes her eyes, all she sees is terror, me

ith possibilities. 'Why doe

on was depressing.

. 'What's ca

g a serious look. 'Sh

n his. 'Read through her, thoroug

hat followed

saying anything?' I asked

onding, 'That's because

an you couldn't

Who stores their dirty panties in

ed his

that these nightmares make her become a differ

d with concern. 'Okay, she's possessed

it's a

w, but

he lake and tear her up to pieces. That's

st the Consanguinity. Their

eady been tracked. Besides, home girl is sneaking out of mommy's bl

m, startled by

'Let me guess, you want

lent, my eyes

I'll play along. But if this is just another o