Supernatural Rock 2

Gem wasn’t paying much attention to the teacher, though she should’ve, considering it was her first day, but I was lost in thought. She was positive that she had felt an aura like Tersias’s before, but it was so unclear, and when she tired to think of where she might’ve felt it… her mind drew a blank. This along with the many other uncomfortable auras surrounding her, frustrated her to no end. She sat, deep in thought, when two things abruptly interrupted her thought process. One; a nagging feeling she was being watched, and two; someone had directly interrupted her thought process, literally…
She looked up and around letting her senses take over, looking for all physic auras, finding only Clive’s. She relaxed a little, and glanced at him. She looked at him slightly annoyed and thought continuously and hardly, ‘I was in the middle of something do you mind?’
He paled suddenly and shook his head.
She smiled, and nodded a small thank you. She then focused on the first distraction and glanced out the open window.

Tersias leaned against a tree and watched Gem through the open class window, blowing a puff of smoke into the air. The smoke clogged his senses most the time, but Gem’s smell lingered. It was a light scent that seemed to be like cherry blossoms scattered in the wind, or a rose garden, he couldn’t decide. As he watched Gem he saw that she seemed to be deep in thought. She tucked her hair behind her ear and her scent carried on the wind.
He inhaled deeply and let out a long line of smoke. He remembered when she bumped into him, and it was all he could do to stay where he was and just glance over his shoulder and make a cold remark. He had continued to make such remarks hoping that the smell was just the first whiff, but it lingered. When she had arched her neck to look at the building he had just stared, wondering why he had the sudden urge to…
He shook the thought away and took in another breath of his cigarette watching her intently. She suddenly sat straight up and glanced around. She became calm after a few moments and glanced around to Clive looking annoyed. Clive’s face then drained of all color as he shook his head and she nodded with a small smile. Tersias chuckled when Clive’s color returned and his cheeks turned a little pink.
Gem’s head then swung towards the open window and she saw Tersias. She looked slightly perplexed and slightly as though he had just poked her with a stick. He locked her eyes with his and smiled at her. This caught her off guard and she blushed, turning to the front of the class pretending to be amerced in the lesson and letting her hair make it almost impossible to see her face.
Tersias’s smile soon became amused and finished his cigarette quietly wondering why he had smiled at her like that…

At lunch Rat invited Gem to eat with them, she complied with a small smile shaking her head. She said she was going home to eat.
“Well before you go, about during class,” Clive started carefully.
She smiled at him, “Don’t worry about it, while you were tapping your fingers I was trying to remember a song, it just threw off my beat, no biggie.”
His cheeks went slightly pink as he cleared his throat and wondered why she would lie like that, “Well, I am very sorry.”
She just smiled again, and turned waving a little over her shoulder. She looked forward again as she turned the corner and ran into someone. She groaned inwardly, not again. She looked up to see Mo staring down on her with his hands gripping her arms. She froze with fear and then spoke harshly.
“Please, let go.” Her words were polite, but coldly spoken.
He smiled charmingly, blue eyes twinkling dangerously. “Just wanted to make sure you were alright,” he said sweetly.
His voice reminded her of cough syrup, a sickly sweet that left you ready to gag.
“You are alright,” he said. “Right?”
“Yes,” she said through her teeth.
“Are you going somewhere?” He looked down at her gently, but his eyes sized her up eagerly.
“For a walk,” she said analyzing how she might get him off the quickest.
It almost seemed as though he had read her mind when he leaned forward whispering, “You shouldn’t go places alone… you might run into something…” She could feel him breathing her in and hear the growing smirk in his voice, “Dangerous…” he said in a low voice.
She suddenly knew what he was, what Tersias was, what Terry was. It all flooded back the memories of dark ally ways and late night walks. She remembered how she always remembered it just before it became really dangerous, and she remembered that it was also the same feeling she got around her brother. She quickly bent her wrist and pulled a bracelet into her palm.
“Let go,” she hissed dangerously, as she found the cross charm on the bracelet and touched his elbow with it.
He seemed to wither as he hissed and shrank away.
She looked at him coldly, carefully hiding the fear that shook her entire being, before walking around him. She walked quickly to her house, breathing sharply, glancing over her shoulder constantly. She collapsed behind the closed door and held her head in her hands. She was trying to think, to figure it all out, and to push back all those horrid memories.
She didn’t know why she could tell weather or not people were human, or normal, weather or not they were bad or good, she didn’t know why she couldn’t remember a vampire’s aura, and she most certainly didn’t know why they were attracted to her. Why all non-normal, supernatural, non-human beings swarmed around her, or why she was constantly attacked by them everywhere she had ever been.
She was crushed by this thought most of all, for now it wasn’t just everywhere else, now it was here too, just like everywhere else. She then remembered Tersias, and Terry… they didn’t seem bad, but she’d have to be more careful, much more careful…
She stood shakily, and decided she would just eat some fruit for lunch and then head back.

Tersias walked over to Clive and Rat as Gem left, it was best to be real careful around her for the moment, “Little chilly Clive? Or is that, oh what’s the scientific term for it…?”
Clive just blushed more, “I don’t know what you’re getting at, Tersias. I just find her intriguing.”
Rat, not knowing what intriguing means, said, “I don’t know I thought she was cool.” He smiled mischievously, “She’d be real fun to trick, sis and I would have lots of fun with her…” His smile grew a little one side, “Even more so to… well, you know.” The smile spread across his whole face wickedly, “Not that sis and I do that anymore, but it sure would be fun, and there’s nothing wrong about thinking about it…”
Clive rolled his eyes at the fact that Rat didn’t know what he meant and then shivered because, of course, Rat meant it would be fun to kill her. “I don’t know her mind… She knew I was reading her thoughts.” He paused, “I think I’ll try the things my parents are teaching me on her, the stuff on how to read other physics’ minds, even though I don’t think she’s a physic. She didn’t send me a thought; she just thought something again and again making it hard for me to miss…”
He glanced in the direction that she had walked away in, “I’ve never read a mind like hers… it’s very…”
“Appealing?” Tersias suggested.
Clive didn’t like the metaphor but it was accurate, “Yes.” He nodded and mumbled, “Appealing.” She did seem to draw him in with her soft smile. He quickly shook the thought away and looked at Tersias, “How did you…?”
Tersias looked him straight in the eye with out even turning his head completely toward him.
Clive paled, “Oh, dear…”
Tersias snorted, “Oh, dear isn’t even the half of it.” he turned to Rat. “Yo, whiskers!”
Rat turned; annoyed that Tersias had interrupted his thoughts, well his fantasy, really. “What?”
“What’d she smell like?”
He looked at Tersias confused, “What?”
“Gem, you said you thought she’d be a good target, you must’ve noticed how she smelled somewhere in that fantasy,” he said hitting him over the head. “Killing her wasn’t all you were going to do was it?”
Rat scowled, “Yes actually it was!” He cried defensively.
“Right, then what did her blood smell like?”
This made him smile again, “Like a rose garden… very appealing…”
Tersias turned again, “See? Oh dear, doesn’t even beginning to cover it, because Mo and all the other supernatural yea-hoos at the school are thinking the same thing. ‘Appealing… very appealing…’ Not such a good thing.”
Clive looked slightly appalled at the both of them, glad that he wasn’t thinking about bleeding her dry or murdering her. “Then we’ve got to stay with her.” He said suddenly.
Rat and Tersias stared at him.
“I’m serious; you two and Terry have the most control of anyone in the whole school, and the ones most likely not to harm her. We’ve got to protect her.”
“When you say we, you mean…?” Rat asked.
“We, us, me, you, Tersias, and Terry,” Clive said.
Tersias seemed to be thinking about it while Rat yelled, “What?! That’s way too dangerous!”
Clive snorted, “You’re the one who gave her a tour of the place, sat next to her every chance you’ve got, and invited her to eat with us.”
Rat opened his mouth to answer then shut it, before saying in a small voice, “And invited her to the audition…”
Tersias seemed slightly amused, “Good job, Rat. What were you going to do? The usual? Lure her into the ‘haunted house,’ and spill her guts in the garden?”
“Actually I was going to try the attic; it’s pretty creepy too, got over grown plants coming in through the ceiling.” He said with a sinister smile.
Clive felt sick and Tersias said, “Fine, we’ll keep an eye out for her. I just want you to know that it’s dangerous with this guy around.”
Rat turned to him angrily, “Hey you’re just as dangerous as me!”
Tersias stopped, “No… no, I don’t want to kill her…” as he pulled out a cigarette.
“Then what?” Rat snorted.
Tersias seemed a little dazed as he said, “I haven’t decided yet…”