Chapter 2: This Summer

*LEON*

     A lot happened after that, but let me not bore you too much. I went back home... more like carried, but then again-who is keeping notes about such minor stuff.

Ahmmm... As I was saying,

It has been three years since that eventful day. We coincidentally attend the same school and yes, if you must know the same class. But our worlds still remain different.

How, you might ask?

It's simple really. It turns out my 'princess' in shining armour was actually a PRINCESS. Well, sort of. She is the eldest daughter of the tribal chief of the Poison Claw clan. A  powerful Werewolf clan with deep roots and very-I mean 'VERY' prideful ancestry. The fear and respect they enjoyed were not merely from this town but from the entire province. Their influence like a tree even branched far out. They are not a family anyone would want to test its patience. But their power declined when my family moved here some two hundred years ago.

Mom still tells stories of her great exploits back then. She said our coven moved here because of an emergency but the land already had its rulers. The war, both above and below the surface between the two families lasted for almost fifty years. A peace treaty was eventually signed to stop the bloodshed and the two have lived in very fragile peace ever since. The two families were never friends but in an effort to maintain the peace, schools were made to facilitate growth and development between both sides. In fact, the prosperity enjoyed today by the entire province is a result of the joint effort by both families.

They maintained peace between each other and joined hands on more than one occasion against external threats. This province has come to be called. 'Cordial falls'... and this place, the Twin City.

Okay, where was I?... Yes, I remember.

     Mr Mocib dropped me off at school today. It was usually my mom, but today according to Father was an important one and mother's expertise was necessary for the preparations.

Before you ask, NO! I don't know the details. After what happened the last time, there never had arguments or made important decisions in my presence again. All I know are little hints. LIke father kept on saying how it was finally time.

I came out of the limousine and waved Mr Mocib as he drove back to the house all the while reminding me that he was going to come back by exactly lunch break to take me back home, Father's orders he said. I didn't mind because there was no need to. I would have been done with my plans by then. Today was a good day. A very good day. All because today was going to be the day. The day I finally told her about my feelings. I was going to crack out of my shell and sow on the wings of love. I would tell her what I had held back all these years we had met in secret.

I got into class and took my sit by the window. I had made sure I was early today. I wanted to do it before class started. I remembered she was always early to class, never a second later than the bell. And as fate would have it, I was right. There she was, walking into the class. For a second there, I could have sworn time partnered with my thoughts and slowed down.

My eyes were glued to every move she made. From the way\, her smooth wavy black hair caught the slightest of breeze\, to the aesthetic blooming of her smile. From the flutter of her buffer fly lashes when she blinked\, to the slight twitch her nose made when she smiled. From the quaking tremors\, her curves made in carelessness\, to the vibrant rhythm her steps made in confidence... Ahmmm *cough*

Sorry, I got carried away again. The bottom line is that I know a lot about her. I mean if you saw her, you'll understand why I keep getting lost in a trance. For crying out loud, just look at those eyes. And the way she taps her friend's shoulders...

     "WAIT!!! Tap her friend's shoulders?"

     "Oh Shit," I miss calculated a bit. As the daughter of 'The tribal chief, she naturally had a clique. A very fierce one at that. A group of girls from the werewolf clan of cause. There looked more escorts than there did friends. There was no way I could approach her now. Not with that crowd. If I dared, the consequences for me would be dire. Love confession was entirely a different topic. How could I a 'human' from a vampire family desire a girl of her status. Those tigresses would just cut off my legs before anyone came to my rescue.

I had known her long enough to know that she was not happy with the lack of personal space, but what was she to do? She was practically royal. I sat nervously in my chair.  Things were not proceeding according to plan and I was so excited that I never prepared a plan B.

In a class filled with unsuspecting humans, vampire acolytes and young werewolf cubs. I sat in my chair, oblivious of the world around me. My only thought was of how I was going to summon the courage to reach her. Although we had planned secretly to meet at the usual spot, I would have to cancel today. Obviously, whatever my parents were planning involved me.

     My brain went into hyperdrive and behold, like an excited rabbit, an idea sprang in me. "Why not leave her a note on her desk during chemistry practical class?" And so I did. The note was simple.

It read,

             "I have held it back for so long but I can't anymore.

              My heart beats for you, like the vibrance of summer.

               Meet me behind the locker room before lunch."

                                                       Yours truly, Knight in the woods.

See, I told you. Easy and simple. Not too much but not enough. Mom taught me that. She said women like to be railed in slowly.

I left it in between her chemistry note on her work table. There was no way in hell she was not going to find it. I went to the agreed location to wait for her, even missing most of the time for the class. I was just too nervous. My palms were sweaty and my legs kept on shaking from my knees downwards. I was an awful mix of emotions. I was afraid she would say 'no' or write me right off. I was afraid it would sabotage our friendship. Yet, a part of me remained excited. i have never felt such a rush of adrenaline before. It felt awesome.

I had wanted for a long time, and just when all hope was about to fade like a dying candle, I heard footsteps come my way. The dying candle suddenly became a burning forest. I immediately arranged my already well-ironed shirt in preparation, but when the steps came to a halt before my face, it was not her.

     In front of me stood Andrew. Two words popped in my head, "Oh shit!"

What happened was just lady luck looking away from her most humble son, probably because of all the times I made promises and never kept them. I had kept the piece of paper in between the pages of her book but due to a series of head aching coincidences I can't bother to explain now, one of her 'Tigeresses' found the note instead. She had wanted to come to teach me a lesson herself but instead gave the opportunity to this brute in front of me.

Andrew was a new generation cub. Rumours have it that he was brimming with enough potential to become Alpha one day. He had already awoken his first bloodline ability at the young age of thirteen and right now, He was challenging the second.

     He had blond short hair with a little muscle here and there. He had never come anything other than first in any competition and was very athletic Most girls in school found him attractive. He was his own top boss. As a potential Alpha wolf, the elders of the clan thought it necessary to pair him up with her. 'My princess knight.' So, he had grown up with the mentality that she belonged to him.

     He came close and walked around me in a circle. His steps were slow and concise like a cat stalking an already trapped mouse. He went a few circles, all the while looking at me with disgust clear in his eyes.

     "Oh gods in heaven, why him," I thought, "I would prefer this much attention from the tigresses." My emotions were no longer in a mix, the only thing I felt was FEAR.

"So your heart beats for my woman?" that was his opening line. "Did You think a blood pet as you could come close to a jewel-like her?" He stopped in front of me and looked deep into my trembling eyes.

     I wanted to tell him yes. That I had come close enough and even held her body close to mine before. That I had beheld her smile, her true smile. Not the half baked thing she wears with those 'kitties.' But I also feared that if I did, it would probably be the last time I talked in my life. The moments I had with her are beyond abominable. So, I just stared.

     Stared at him?

Hell no! I stared at the more friendly ground beneath my feet.

    He seemed to get angry the more he looked at me and he finally couldn't hold it anymore and called to two of his lackeys I was unaware they were acting as lookouts. There came to him like submissive dogs and he only said four words, "MAKE HIM LOOK GOOD!"

You might ask why this was happening to me since I myself, am the Heir apparent of a vampire family. But the hided truth was that you are only truly acknowledged when you are turned. Other than that, all I carried was the name with no real power. In other words, I was replaceable.

I felt more pain that day than even the experiments father carried out on me. When there were done having their fun with me, beating me like a stubborn goat.  Andrew came close to my face and laughed. "You look better," he said. kicking me some more in the stomach. "let me teach you a vital lesson... Do you know where you wronged?"

     I shook my bleeding head sideways.

"It is not that you like her. That is not the crime, besides you are not the first to fall in love. She is indeed a treasure. The crime is that you are too weak. A frog that wants to eat swan meat. you are TRASH! and trash should know its place." Then he undid his zipper and urinated on me.

He and his lackeys left after there were done teaching their 'lesson'.

     It took about thirty minutes before Amos a dear friend of mine came looking for me and found me bleeding and stinking on the floor. I had told him about my plan earlier on. And even promised to tell him about the 'good news' during lunch.

      And yes, before you ask again. Amos is a werewolf. I know what most of you might be thinking, but he is not like that. He is kinda very weak. In fact, our weakness was one of the few things that made us best of friends.

      He helped me out of my predicament and made an early call to Mr Mocib who took me home.

      All the while to the house, those words Andrew said kept repeating in my head. I had made them my favourite tune. That day, I vowed never to ever see her again. Not until I acquired POWER!

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