Immortal Enemies

(Bee’s point of View)

I woke up this morning to that damn alarm. Ughh….Another day of school another day of
bullshit from teachers. I stumbled out of bed reluctantly and made my way to the bathroom
to shower. I started the water to my ideal temperature and got in. After I got out I felt more
awake and refreshed, but that didn’t mean I wanted to go. Walked over to my dresser to pick
out my outfit for the day.

I looked over at the time and it read 7:30. “Shit…” I ran into the

bathroom and put on my eyeliner quickly and carefully and ran out of my room. As I raced

down the stairs I saw my “perfect” family. My stepdad, my mom, and my bitch of a sister,

Ashley. I loved my mom and partially my stepdad, but I hated my sister. She was on the
team as well, and she is jealous that I am Captain and I am not“prep” like her, so I
don’t deserve it. According to "bitch" im a "scene kid" But I like the way I dress, and if she does'nt like it she can kiss my ass. But, whenever I see her face twisted in that ugly smug look, I warm inside knowing that she is angry. She deserves it for all the shit she gives me.

I greeted my parents, flipped off Ashley, and ran out of the door. I jumped into my Civic and started the car. My engine roared to life and I furiously backed out of the driveway, and sped off to the treacherous building people call "school." I call it prison. I could see Huntington Beach High in view and I quickly glanced at the clock. “7:55”. I reached the building and stopped with a screech of the tires. I jumped out and briskly walked inside where I eventually saw my best friend Victoria.

“Hey Bitch!” I screamed across the hall flooded with kids. She turned around with a
confused look on her face and it twisted into a cheerful expression as she ran full speed
towards me. I only said one thing out loud until I hit the floor.

“Oh Shit…”

She reached me within a matter of seconds and tackled me to the hard floor while holding
back a fit of laughter.

“Hey Bee!” She screamed.

"What the fuck?!" I screamed loudly causing other kids to look at me.

I pushed her off of me and we both stayed on the floor and erupted into fits of laughter. The bell for first period rang and we got up to go to class together. We both had Algebra first, and our teacher Mr. Schneider. We hated that class,and we hated Mr.Schneider. well at least I did cuz I hate math in general.The only good thing is that the stupid fuck sat me next to Vicky so we were bound to cause trouble.

“Vicky…” I whispered. “Are you coming with us after school today?

“Yeah, but don’t you have cheer practice?”

I sighed. I hated cheerleading. I was voted Captain at the beginning of the season. Back
then it was somewhat fun and I have the skills most people could kill for. It gave me
something productive to do. But I couldn’t take more shit from those whining bitches for
another season in a row. Good thing our last competition was this Sunday and then it would
all be over. i'd be a miracle if i'd last until then.

“So, ill try to end it early." I replied, trying to inch off the topic.

“Yeah, just call and I’ll try to meet up byt the lockers, and I’ll see if I could find Krystal too.”

“Great, cuz I have nothing to do af-“

“Ms. Lewis, and Ms. Silva, care to share your ideas with the class?”

I really hated this fucker.

“No.” I said through gritted teeth.

“Pay attention ladies.” I flipped him off and turned arounf before he yelled

"DETENTION!" i was never one to take angry people seriously and Vicky knew that.
We burst out laughing and everyone turend to look at us.
"Two days!" He yelled, obviously trying to pose himself as a threat.
"Sure sure whatever!" I answered laughing. And tried to calm down. Keyword, tried.

After what seemed like an eternity, the bell rang. I was the first one to rush out of that class. But not before he reminded me i had detention. I had the strongest of urges to tell him to "fuck off" but had already landed myself two days of detention.

I stood and waited for Vicky outside of the door. And people flooded out and I searched the
crowd for Vicky but I met a pair of familiar, yet annoying green eyes. They clouded with
annoyance and anger when they met mine and I returned the notion. He walked past me
and brushed my shoulder roughly with a damn smirk on his face. I noticed he felt colder, but
I closed my eyes and clenched my fists trying my hardest not to run after him and punch him
in the face. A hand touched my shoulder and I looked ahead and slightly up. Damn her and her height.

“Bee you okay?” It was Vicky.

“Yeah, that damn asshole just pissed me the fuck off that’s all.”

“Who Zacky?”

“Well who else could possibly piss me off more than him?”

It was true. Even his mere presence bothered the hell out of me. And I was about to get the
worst of it for three periods in a row. I had Zacky in my class, second, third, and fourth
period, which was lunch, but knowing Zacky, the idiot probably had detention also. Luckily Vicky was there to help me during second and fourth. I walked over to my locker and put away my shit and got my books for the next four periods. Vicky ran upstairs and I was left alone. I saw my other friend Krystal in the hallway.

I decided to pull a Vicky and tackle her. So I did.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” she screamed as I took her down laughing.

She was about to punch me in the face, but she saw it was me and looked at me with an angry look. I put on a confused and sad look, and she burst out laughing. She lightly smacked my cheek and I bit her finger. I got off her and ran like a track star while she said

“Ow, motherfucker! You are lucky I have class right now Bee”

“I guess I am!” I screamed back. I realized I left my locker alone and I turned around to go close it.

When I turned around I saw Zacky and his friends, Matt, Jimmy, Johnny, and Brian. They
werent that bad actually. Jimmy seemed like the one id get along with the best, but when I saw Zacky I slammed my locker shut and I stormed off to class. Out of the corner of my eye I could have sworn I saw that ugly smirk on his face. i immediately wanted to smack it off. I bet he just loved pissing me off.

Well it worked every time. I got in just before the bell rang and I took my assigned seat in Science. Science is my favorite subject and my teacher was the greatest.
But the only thing that ruined it was the fact of knowing that Zacky was here to ruin it.

(Zacky’s Pov)

I got out of my seat to get to second period and as I was heading towards the doorway I saw
her. She second she looked at me her eyes flooded with anger and her exposed pissed off
look was visible. I smiled inside, and I returned her stare. I knew what I was going to do and
well, it pleased me. I walked out of the room and I brushed past her shoulder, while
smirking, and I could feel her anger radiating from her small frame. From her thoughts I heard her think “asshole.”

And I smiled lightly and walked over to where Brian, Matt, Jimmy, and Johnny were standing
against the lockers.

“Hey guys. Hey short shit.”
“Hey man.” Brian said.
“Dude, we gotta cancel band practice tonight.” Matt said.
“Why, practice?" i asked already knowing the answer
“Yeah, sorry.”

Most of us were on sports teams, usually captains since we were just unnaturally great at
sports. I mean we can’t help it, were just vampires.

“So you’ve got class with your girlfriend next?” Jimmy joked.
I shot him a glare and said “That bitch is, and never will be my fucking girlfriend. So fuck you.” I said.

“Oh Zacky I love you too.” Jimmy said in a terrible girly voice. I sighed and I started to walk,
when the bell rang.

Brian called, “your bitch is waiting for you Zacky!”

"She may be a bitch, but shes not mine." I replied coldy and the guys all sounded a chorus of "Ohhh's"

Speaking of the bitch, I saw her at her locker and her gaze met my eyes. She furiously slammed her locker and walked briskly to class. I glared at him and I just ran, to the door of the classroom in the blink of an eye. I opened the door only to be greeted with Brianna’s presence, and a

“Glad to see you’ve decided to join us Mr. Baker” from the teacher. I sighed and took my seat that was too close for my liking to her. I looked over at her and her head was down in her hands seething with anger. All I could hear her think was.:

“Fucking Bitch.”

I groaned and sat down thinking the same fucking thing.