Why hello there!

I'd like to welcome you to my new story: Normal-Natural. Get it? Supernatural, Normal-Natural? Hahaha, yeah.

Well, I really hope you enjoy it! I hope to make you all happy.

Let's get it on!

"He is so handsome isn't he? Unbelievable," Kathy sighed dreamily.

I grunted and continued gluing the Popsicle sticks together. This was going to be the best freaking cottage ever. All I had left was to glue the straw to the top and paint some-

"And we have a winner!" Mr. Carp announced and dramatically gestured at Mason's totally amazing Popsicle stick mansion. Of course it was wonderful with extra matchstick balconies and straw chimneys.

My hand cracked the closest thing in an attempt to dissipate my rage. Mason sauntered by, presenting his house like it was the Holy Grail. Kathy, along with the rest of the girls, quickly arranged herself on the desk and smiled at him. He winked and grinned back, but paused when he came to me. He looked down at my crushed sculpture and snorted. "Oh, nice house Elyse; you did better than I expected."

Glue and splintered wood peeked through my fingers and I involuntarily crushed it harder.

Stupid hand.

"Screw off, Mason," I muttered. "Go get your reward."

He wrinkled his perfect rugged brow, "What reward? This is just for a grade."

"Well excuse me!" I exclaimed ignoring Kathy's embarrassed head shake. "The one thing in life you don't get a reward for and of course I get it wrong."

He smiled smugly. "As always."

He strolled off with a crowd of people congratulating him and I stared after them with hellfire in my eyes.

"As always," I mocked in a high falsetto.

"I don't know why you hate him so much," Kathy said wistfully. "You know, if you just behaved a little better, he might actually start talking to you rather than mocking you."

"And if you were actually my friend, you'd help me rather than defend him!" I snapped and sent the crushed sculpture flying to the ground in disgust.

Strangely, with the wood and glue, there was also some red splashed down.

I looked at my hand.

"Oh, you're bleeding! Hold on." Kathy gasped and ran to the teacher. He whipped around and prepared to launch into panic mode.

"I'm fine, Mr. Carp," I reassured before he could say anything. "I'll go to the nurse."

He nodded but watched me leave the room, as if to make sure I didn't collapse on the way.

Kathy rejoined the gaggle of girls obsessing over Mason's house and he was drinking it all in like always. No one was paying attention when I slunk out of the class and quickly made a detour into an empty supply closet.

My hand was bleeding scantily, but from multiple places. I sat on an empty crate to concentrate better. I squeezed my wrist tightly and felt the energy flowing around my hands and darting into the cuts. Inhuman words spilled from my lips as the energy turned into a healing green light. The cuts slowly began to knit themselves up. I winced. It stung like tiny paper cuts. The spell wasn't quite exact, but at least it was working this time instead of getting infected like before.

"Naughty pixie."

I yelped and snapped up. The light disappeared and the cuts widened painfully.

I glared at Mason wordlessly, and then went back to trying to heal my hand.

"Oh you're just going to ignore me? What if it wasn't me who had walked in? What if it a human saw you playing witch doctor over there?" He kicked the door shut and slithered over to me.

"Leave me alone, Mason," I intoned with my eyes still shut in concentration.

He was silent, but I could feel his presence clouding up my personal space. My wounds throbbed but didn't close up.

"Give me that," he muttered and grabbed my hand. I opened my eyes when I heard the sharp 'snick' of his fangs extending. He was kneeling in front of me and staring mildly at my palm.

"What are you- AH!" I jumped when I felt his lips on my hand, gently sucking the blood. It was a soft, tingly, not entirely unpleasant feeling. "Stop it! That's so gross!"

He glared at me but continued to suck on my hand, and even tightened his grip when I tried to yank it away. When he let go I stumbled back and wiped my hand on my shirt furiously.

My hand was scar free.

I stood up and walked to the door wordlessly.

"What, no thank you?" he called. "You know, until we can go to the Underworld you're going to be stuck with me, so you might as well try to play nice!"

The door slamming cut him off and I leaned against it in exasperation.

Being a supernatural living in the human world wouldn't be nearly as bad if I didn't have to be with him. Of all the people to get stuck with I had to be with that stupid, arrogant vampire! But it was ok. We sent out dozens of applications to dozens of schools. Any day now we'd be taken back to the Underworld (where we belonged) to continue our schooling there. Then I wouldn't have to watch all these stupid human girls jumping and fawning all over him. I wouldn't have to watch him win every single award and contest imaginable.

But until then, I was going to be stuck in human school watching all of it. The fact that it was him was merely a coincidence. Our parents were friends and the only supernaturals living in the area which was why I had to tolerate him.

My hand tingled where his lips touched it and I punched it into the wall.

Stupid hand.

"You trying to bruise it up so I could heal it again?" Mason's irritating voice taunted. He was suddenly in front of me. Before I could retort he dangled a thick gold lined envelope in my face.

My eyes followed it, but I didn't say anything. I knew what it was.

"Oh, jealous?" he mocked and tapped me on the nose with it.

"When did you get that?" I asked in frustratingly weak voice. It was an invitation to attend Leeds Academy, a prestigious supernatural school in the Underworld, and he was holding one and I wasn't.

"Now you want to talk to me?" he asked. "Even after I so generously fixed your hand without any thanks? I came to talk to you for a reason, but since you were so intent on being mean I guess you don't need to know why. "

My fists clenched involuntarily and I gritted my teeth together. "Mason, when did you get that? Stop fooling around! This is important!"

He crossed his arms and smirked slyly. "Oh, Really? How important exactly?"

I jumped to grab it, but he yanked it away just in time. "How important, Elyse?"

He smiled sweetly and continued to wave it. I narrowed my eyes and slouched as I conceded to the egotistical whims which I knew so well. Every time I needed something from him, I had to go through this stupid ritual.

"Please, Mason. You have something that I need. Give me the envelope…I'm b-begging you," I muttered darkly.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Please."

That did it. He smiled smugly and then pulled something from his pocket and threw it at me.

Another gold lined envelop. "How did you-" But when I looked up he was gone.

My name was written in large flowing script across the front, and there was a large red waxy stamp holding it closed on the back.

This was it! I was finally going to the underworld! Goodbye human school, hello real world!

And…No more Mason. NO MORE MASON! Even if we both were going to Leeds Academy, the school was big enough that we'd never have to see each other again!

I bit my lip to keep from squealing in glee and jumped down the hall.

I skipped back into the classroom and collapsed on the table, giggling all the while.

Nobody paid much attention to me. As far as they knew I had finally lost it, something they had been betting on for a while now.

In fact, Kathy was cackling to herself also for some reason. She stumbled in to the room and collapsed on our table in a heap of laughter.

We laughed together until tears streamed down our faces. Leeds Academy! I was finally leaving this stupid school. I didn't know why Kathy was laughing though. That is…until I saw her neck.

A small red heart shaped mark with two little dots punctuating it like eyes was on the juncture between her shoulder and neck.

"What the hell is that?" I said suddenly. No way. Any happiness I had flitted away when she continued to chortle.

"What? What the hell is what?" she gasped.

"That thing," I snapped. "On your neck! You were with Mason weren't you?"

Only that stupid bloodsucker would leave a mark like that. Whenever any girl in school got one, she'd parade it around like it was some kind of award for getting to second base with Mason. To the humans it looked like a fancy hickey. But in reality, it was a vampire bite that only served to take their blood and make them more slavish and empty headed.

"Yep!" she squeaked and continued giddily. "About fifteen minutes after you left, he just came back and grabbed me. For a second, I thought he was mad at me, because he looked kind of pissed, but he just lead me to that empty art closet in the back. And then, oh! He's such a good kisser! My neck feels amazing! Even now! I could just die!"

Kathy started giggling again, though I was staring at her stone faced. She could just die? I'll give her something to die about, alright. Of all the people in the school. In the world, it had to be Mason? She was supposed to be my friend! My human sidekick! Yet the moment he flashes those pearly whites it was a wrap. She was just as mindless as the other human girls.

With every giggle my eyes felt like they were going to pop out of my head from anger!

"Shut up!" I screeched. "Just shut up!"

Kathysnorted and bit her lip in an attempt to hold it in, but the tears kept streaming and her eyes turned red.

Just as I was about to smack her head from her shoulders she suddenly stopped and her cheeks went tomato colored.

I raised an eyebrow. She listened to me? Strange. Why was she- oh please no. The only person who could stop a hysterical girl in her tracks was-

"Hello, Katherine," Mason said sugar sweetly. I stared at him heatedly, though he ignored me.

"H-hi, Mason," she whispered and smiled shyly.

"What's up?"

She started babbling nonsensically, and my temper rose dramatically.

As she spoke, he glanced at me from the corner of his eyes and smirked venomously.

That's the last freaking straw! He bit her on purpose just to spite me! I was not, I repeat, I was NOT going to let him ruin my final day in this school. If I was going out, I was going out with a bang.

I stood up, and let my chair fall back noisily.

Kathy stared at me with wide eyes and he cocked his head in mock confusion.

Then I slapped him. It was a hard and loud sound that reverberated throughout the room. It took all my power to not curl into a ball of tears and cradle my hand.

He barely flinched, but the class fell silent and tense.

"Elyse! What are you-" Mr. Carp yelled.

"FUCK YOU MR. CARP! You're bald!" I roared. "And to all you girls who made out with Mason! You're all sluts! Including you, Kathy!"

I kicked down a blank art easel, flipped over a random desk and then ran out of the school.

Security guards screamed out at me, but I kept running till I reached the park. I leaned against a tree and sat on the hard dusty ground.

My hand was still throbbing from hitting Mason's brick wall face. At least it stopped tingling.

Good hand. Good hand.

She went nutsoids. One day I'm totally going to curse at a teacher, flip over a desk and run out of school. Totally.

Did you enjoy? How did you like Mason and Elyse?

To tell you the truth, I'm just testing that waters with this one. I don't know if I'll continue it. I was just really in the mood to write something, so if you guys don't like it, I won't update.

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