Another Love Story?

The bell rang and I started. Where was everyone? Normally the main hallway where my locker was, was bustling with students. Clutching at my heavy books, I wandered down the hallway and that's when I saw the reason for the absence. I was still dealing with the shock of seeing her again when she swanned over, smiling at me sweetly - a smile that would have any guy weak at the knees.

"Well well well, look who we have here! If it isn't my little cousin. It's just splendid to see you again Sascha!" She announced to the crowd, she then leaned close and then whispered so that only I could hear her "I hope we will be having as much fun at this school, as we did at the last." She winked at me and strutted off, pursued by half the year. My heart sunk - not again.

She enjoyed it. All the stares. It gave her a spring in her step, gave her the confidence to plow forwards. She knew today was going to be a great day. She flashed herself a smile in the mirror. That day, she looked heart-breakingly beautiful, not that she didn't generally. She saw no point in being modest about it, she was gorgeous and she knew it. Her mother had always told her to accept flaunt what she had, she also told her that all girls who were pretty and denied it always knew they were, they were just looking for compliments, but she didn't need that. Oh no, she knew she was stunning and when she walked round town, she was used to the looks she got off boys - they were practically drooling and she knew that they'd give almost anything to have just a slice of her attention.

She didn't care, they meant nothing to her. She played them, and she did it oh so easily. It helped to have our ancestry - that way, if a guy didn't fall for her looks and charm she could get a little... help. I definitely did not agree with the games she played, she loved having power over guys, messing with their minds. Getting them to do things they would never ordinarily do. To prove their love - she was never satisfied until they were completely destroyed. She saw humans as vermin; something to experiment on was how she put it - when actually, it was a kind of torture. Normally, it wouldn't affect me but last time she chose Zack. Zack, I always tried not to think about him... She knew I'd fallen in love with him and knew that our people, our kind, wouldn't let me or him live if they found out. So, she did what she thought was best and broke him, broke his mind and heart into fragments, only this time she went further than she'd ever gone - she killed him. I knew she was only attempting to protect me and I suppose she did just that, but she didn't only break him, she broke me too - by making me watch the love of my life fall for my closest friend, so close we were practically sisters. To her it didn't matter, he was just another human; it didn't kill part of her when he died. He was also the person threatening the life of the only person she ever cared about.

Over the next few weeks, I watched her choose her next 'lab rat' but this time she was doing things a little differently. This time, she was pitching guys against each other; watching them fight for her, see how much power she had over them... This time, she was creating war - and no boy in the neighborhood would rest until she was theirs, if only they knew that no one would become a victor. I had to stop her. But how?
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