Sitting in the art room that afternoon, I couldn’t help but reflect on that. It was after school, but I had stayed because I wanted to finish a painting I’d been working on there. Art had always been my favorite subject, and I found it as a release for me. But as I sat there working, I found my mind wandering. Something felt funny with all of this. Especially after the one night a week earlier. I knew that I’d seen something that night. I was sure of it. And my thoughts of this were only compounded by markings I was beginning to find outside of several of my windows. I shivered as I thought about them. They were cuts made into the wood. Almost like claw marks…
The sound of a door slamming made me jump back to attention. I looked up and was shocked to see Sean Morrison standing by the art room door. “Did I startle you?” he asked as he walked over to me. There was a small, knowing smile playing on his face. I’ll admit, it made me feel a little more then uncomfortable.
I managed to suck in a breath and speak. “Yes, you did. What are you doing here?”
“I had something to finish up. But I noticed the art room light was still on when I walked by, so I got curious. Are you by yourself here?” Sean asked, looking around.
“Yeah, but it’s okay. I like working in solitude.” I admitted.
At that, Sean walked behind me and looked at my painting. “That’s very beautiful. You’re quite talented, aren’t you?” he commented.
I shiver a little as I felt him pull my hair back over my shoulders. He was being awful bold. But I wasn’t sure of what to do. “Thanks, but please don’t do that Sean.” I said, managing to bat his hands away.
“Sorry. I have a bad habit of doing things without thinking at times.” Sean replied. He didn’t sound too sorry though.
“Really?” I said absently, still working on my painting.
“Yes.” Sean answered. “You have very beautiful hair Mia. I’ve never seen a blond this close to the color of the sun before on a teenage girl that’s natural.”
At that, I stood up and pulled myself away from him. Now he was making me thoroughly uncomfortable. “Sean, don’t you think you should be going? Raziel is coming to pick me up very soon.” I warned him, though it was really a lie.
The sad part was, I think he knew it too. “Don’t be so wary of me. I wouldn’t hurt you. I was simply commenting on how beautiful your hair is. You’re a very beautiful girl Mia. But I suppose I should expect no less from a Renaldi.” He said, a small smile still playing on his face.
I felt my heart beat a little harder. Something felt very wrong here. “What do you want Sean?” I asked, though I sounded very unsure of myself now. I could even hear my voice shaking.
“Only to know you better. After all, how can I pass up such an opportunity?” Sean asked.
“Opportunity for what?” I dared ask.
“You don’t know?” Sean asked, moving back in front of me. I felt my back hit the wall as he moved closer. “How interesting. You are a Renaldi. You carry their aura, yet you do not know anything about this?”
Now he was talking nonsense. I quickly pushed him away and slipped back to my station. “Leave me alone!” I said, grabbing my bag and hurrying out.
I had to admit, I was terrified at that point. Something inside of me just knew he was going to hurt me in there. But as I came out of the door, I felt someone grab my arm.
The sound of a door slamming made me jump back to attention. I looked up and was shocked to see Sean Morrison standing by the art room door. “Did I startle you?” he asked as he walked over to me. There was a small, knowing smile playing on his face. I’ll admit, it made me feel a little more then uncomfortable.
I managed to suck in a breath and speak. “Yes, you did. What are you doing here?”
“I had something to finish up. But I noticed the art room light was still on when I walked by, so I got curious. Are you by yourself here?” Sean asked, looking around.
“Yeah, but it’s okay. I like working in solitude.” I admitted.
At that, Sean walked behind me and looked at my painting. “That’s very beautiful. You’re quite talented, aren’t you?” he commented.
I shiver a little as I felt him pull my hair back over my shoulders. He was being awful bold. But I wasn’t sure of what to do. “Thanks, but please don’t do that Sean.” I said, managing to bat his hands away.
“Sorry. I have a bad habit of doing things without thinking at times.” Sean replied. He didn’t sound too sorry though.
“Really?” I said absently, still working on my painting.
“Yes.” Sean answered. “You have very beautiful hair Mia. I’ve never seen a blond this close to the color of the sun before on a teenage girl that’s natural.”
At that, I stood up and pulled myself away from him. Now he was making me thoroughly uncomfortable. “Sean, don’t you think you should be going? Raziel is coming to pick me up very soon.” I warned him, though it was really a lie.
The sad part was, I think he knew it too. “Don’t be so wary of me. I wouldn’t hurt you. I was simply commenting on how beautiful your hair is. You’re a very beautiful girl Mia. But I suppose I should expect no less from a Renaldi.” He said, a small smile still playing on his face.
I felt my heart beat a little harder. Something felt very wrong here. “What do you want Sean?” I asked, though I sounded very unsure of myself now. I could even hear my voice shaking.
“Only to know you better. After all, how can I pass up such an opportunity?” Sean asked.
“Opportunity for what?” I dared ask.
“You don’t know?” Sean asked, moving back in front of me. I felt my back hit the wall as he moved closer. “How interesting. You are a Renaldi. You carry their aura, yet you do not know anything about this?”
Now he was talking nonsense. I quickly pushed him away and slipped back to my station. “Leave me alone!” I said, grabbing my bag and hurrying out.
I had to admit, I was terrified at that point. Something inside of me just knew he was going to hurt me in there. But as I came out of the door, I felt someone grab my arm.
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