Monday, May 28, 2012

Foreign "Exchange" Student

You’d think that a small town down south would have nothing interesting happening in it…you’re dead wrong.
Tommy and I were best friends, had been for years and years, only now things were changing, we were changing.   It was Freshman year at Richmond Valley High and being eighth graders were King of the crop, or so we thought. 
First period was swimming, nothing like going through the rest of the day with wet, stringy hair, black eyes from the mascara that wasn’t water proof, and smelling like clorine.  That’ll attract any boy that comes your way.
I hurried down the stairs to the locker room I slipped.  Down on my butt I went and slid to the landing.  Laughter from those around me, upperclassmen who started throwing pennies on my head.   So, this is how it’s gonna be, you make a fool out of yourself, not on purpose mind you and you get pennies thrown at you. 
I got up with what little dignity I had left and marched into the locker room and put on my swim suit.  God, how many others had worn this exact same suit?  I didn’t want to know, because if I did, I’d go naked into class.  The boys don’t wear swim suits, it’s true, but don’t you dare try to sneak a peek, because if you do, it’s a walk to the principals office and a call home.  How I lived for dangerous episodes, those came with high expectations of a good time!
Jenna was shivering next to the edge of the pool when I stood next to her.  Jenna was my BFF, we’d been through thick and thin.  Today was one of those thin days.
“Hey Jenna, what’s up?”  I was curious, she looked sort of pale and not all too well.  Period most likely.
She looked at me in her mousey but warm way.  “I’m not feeling too well and frankly the thought of swimming makes me want to throw up.”  She looked back into the blue water and shivered some more.
“Period huh?”
“Well, then maybe you should go home and take it easy a bit.  I mean, heck if you’re sick you need to get well.   You’re not going to miss much in swimming today anyway and the rest of the day isn’t that big of a deal.  I mean, nothing special is going on.  Go to the nurses, I’ll tell Mrs. Michael’s.”
Jenna nodded and turned toward the locker room.  I was concerned now, Jenna is hardly ever sick and it made my heart ache to see her like that.  Pitiful it was. 
Swim class was as usual very high in the dramatic expectations.   I am not a fish, I’m more like an anchor.   Do you know how embarrassing it is for your teacher to jump in and save you…continually?  It’s down right mortifying.
The rest of the day was pretty messed up, must be a full moon tonight, because I swear nothing was going right.  I got on the bus and sat in the very back, I didn’t want to be by anyone, I might jinx them.  As it was, a new kid got on and I could not take my eyes off of him.   He was drop dead gorgeous  with eyes that seemed so…hard to describe because I’ve never seen anything like em.   Sort of on the green side, but not quite green.  It was a weird color, but hey who’s to complain when the rest of him is so GQ. 
I was hoping he didn’t see me because I didn’t look at all presentable, so slouching down into my seat was my best approach to being incognito.  Didn’t work.   Next thing I knew he was standing by me.
“May I sit here?”
May you sit here?  Do you really need to ask that?  God you can sit there, on my lap for all I care, “God , yes!  I mean, of course. “   oops.
The things that come out of my mouth make me wonder why I even exist at all.   I mean seriously?
“My name is Quintin.  What’s yours?”
“Oh, my name is Hallie, Hallie Bernstein.”  I shook his hand and smiled, somewhat, then Tommy came aboard looking not at all pleased with the vision he just encountered.  I swallowed hard and waved to him excitingly.  I had hoped that would change  his pensive mood…it didn’t.  I don't know why, but  lately he has had to sit next to me on the bus...everyday!  What is up with him I wonder?
“Hey Tommy how was your day?”  I spoke as sweet as sugar to him and smiled – big.
“Who’s your friend? And why is he sitting in my spot?”  God could you be more blunt?
“Tommy where are your manners?  This here is Quintin, he’s new and he asked if he could sit here.  So, I said yes.  You know, being neighborly and all.  That’s the “polite” thing to do.”   I over emphasized polite so that he’d know I wanted him to “cool it!”  Especially when we weren’t  really going out.
“I’m sorry, is this your seat?”  Quintin asked.
“Yeah, it is.  Move.”  Well, hush my mouth if Tommy ain’t the bug that bit my dog.  I’ve never seen him like this, nor did I like it.
“Excuse me Quintin, but I’m sorry for Tommy’s behavior.  Tommy, why don’t you sit back there, and maybe chill out a bit.”  I glared at him.  How rude?   Words will be spoken when we get to my house.  Sigh.  Just what I needed to end my day with…words and they weren’t going to be pleasant ones either.
The bus ride was noisey as usual, but at our end it was silent, cold and very tense.  Quintin got off and said his goodbyes and hoped to meet again, to which I assured him we probably would, then Tommy rushed over and sat down next to me.  God he was annoying.
“You like him?”
“Excuse me?  But I don’t think that’s any of your business now.  Besides, since when did I need your permission to have someone else sit next to me?  We’re not an item or are we?”
He didn’t say anything, just looked straight ahead, but  when I started to open my mouth in retaliation he cut in.
“Yes what?”
“Yes, we are an item.”
“Since when?    How about the next time you specially count me in as your girl share it!   I’d kinda like to know who I’m going out with.”
“I thought you knew.”  He just gave me the dumbest look, like I’m suppose to know this.
“How?  Telepathically?  Jesus Christ Shepard of Judea what the heck is wrong with you?”
“Hallie, I’ve always liked you and I thought you liked me.  I can see that I was wrong, but…”  Stopping mid-sentence he turned and walked away.  
I wanted to run after him, but I thought to hell with him.  He’s nuttier than a fruit cake on Christmas.  The day could not end any sooner and the quicker I got home and into bed the better I’d be for it.  This was just a nightmare come true.  Hopefully tomorrow things will be back to normal.
Things were not back to normal.
I got on the bus, sat in my usual seat and waited for the next re-run of yesterday to happen, but it didn’t.  Instead  the doors closed and we were off to school.  Where was Tommy?  Quintin?  This was odd, Tommy never missed school as for Quintin, I had no idea what his case was, but it didn’t matter.  Maybe today would be better.  Maybe.
Things I guess were normal, I mean classes went on in their boring way, lunch was gross as usual, but something about the day just didn’t feel right.  It was an odd sensation, like something was out of whack.  I tried to figure it out, but the more I did, the more I came up with nothing and just decided to pass it off as Tommy not being around.
The day had finally ended and I got on the bus.  I looked out my window to just pass the time until we started to move when I felt the bus dip on one side and looked toward the door.  It was Quintin.  He walked over to me and sat down.  Something was different about him.  I couldn’t quite place it, but I didn’t want to stare.  Odd.
“Where were you this morning?”  I wasn’t sure if I should ask such a question, but I couldn’t think of anything else to say, I mean he wasn’t there this morning!
“You are curious aren’t you?”  He smiled which had such an odd calming effect on me, but something else was telling me that he wasn't all that he presented himself to be.  I moved closer to the wall of the bus.
“What the hell is that suppose to mean?  It was a simple question, you weren’t on the bus this morning and now you’re here.  It’s not curious, just a normal question.  So?”
God, this beautiful person who was melting me to tiny pieces, who made me feel so weirded out, was being so thick.
“Where were you?”
“Oh that again.  If you must know I was taking care of some business.”
Business?  What kind of business does a sixteen year old have to do?
“Did you miss me?”  His finger lightly pulled back a strand of hair that swept passed my ear.
That was in my terms  invading my personal space, so I pushed his hand away.
“I don’t even know you, so how could I have missed you?  You're strange and somewhat forward.  Where are you from?”  I couldn’t get any farther away from him.  As it was, I was already hugging the windows for dear life.
“Doesn’t matter does it?  But Hallie, you do know me and quite well.  Years in fact.”
A chill just then snaked up my spine and I shuddered.   Those words, that’s what was wrong, the feel of him.  The tone in how he spoke them rang a bell and then there it was.  I looked at him, I mean “really” looked at him and I gasped.
I grabbed his right arm and shoved his sleeve up and there it was, Tommy’s tatoo, the space ship he had Inkers do on his birthday.
“How…but…it can’t be?”   I looked up at him and as he smiled  something darted out of his mouth, forked and red.
As the bus made it’s way down the rode, screams echoed and faded with the distance.

Friday, May 18, 2012

Moon Lit Sonata

Music filled the midnight air
Its melodic tones did sway
Where bodies twined each other tight
In this festive moon lit night.

Moving slowly with each beat
They seemed to know their plight
But didst not dare to speak such words
In this festive moon lit night.

Clinging as if to say
Their last goodbyes away
Knowing full well where they should be
Waiting for deaths bloody fray.

When all at once the music stopped
The bodies all stood still
And in the distance he did stand
His sword made ready on command.

A shriek so pitched, so high it hurt
The fearful eardrums of our ears
And stilled the beating hearts of those
He had come to kill.

He did not falter his command
The blood did splatter by his hand
Till all laid dead upon the land
Did he complete his ritual rite…
In this festive moon lit night.

Thursday, May 10, 2012


Mist from the hillside crept down lazily and blanketed the earth as if it was asleep and dew kissed the tops of those that lay dead.   A celebration had ensued and yet, in the merriment of it all, death found its way…still.
Lady Anne had put the finishing touches to the well laid plans that were to be the event of the year at Hertfordshire.   Her mother, Countess Katarina had waited long for this day to arrive and now that it had come nothing would stop it.
“Phillip!  Phillip!”
“You called Madame?”  Bowing slightly in her presence.
“Yes.  I want you to make sure that everything outside is well prepared, that the gardens are pristine and the canopy over the main table is set up perfectly.  I also want the best linen and napkins, as well as the good china and silverware.  Oh  and fresh flowers adorning the guest tables.”
“Very good Madame.”  Bowing as he exited backwards.
I dreaded going to see my mother, but seeing how she had planned this event in my honor I should be the grateful daughter.  I knocked on her door.
“Ma ma?  How do you like this dress?”  I twirled ever so slowly so that she got the full affect.  It was ivory, with pink rosebuds at the bodice and lace everywhere.  I looked like a southern belle.
“Raine will be positively awe struck when he sees you!”  She beamed.
Raine was my fiancĂ©’ and was the most sought after man in our country and I just happened to land him as mine.  He was tall, dark hair, smoldering eyes that drank you in with one look and a body that…that wouldn’t stop.  He was gorgeous, sexy all rolled into one. 
I wanted to tell her that it wouldn’t be the dress that he’d be interested in, more like what’s underneath it, but mother would have a heart attack if I ever mentioned something of that sort to her.  To her, I was still a virgin and innocent.   That first night out with Raine killed that real fast and who could blame me!  Damn the man was like fine chocolate, waiting to be tasted and believe me, I tasted him thoroughly. 
A chill ran up my spine just then and I shuddered happily.
“Are you catching a chill dear?”
“Oh, no, no…just excited is all.   Um, I think I’ll take a walk in the garden before the party starts.”
“Well, don’t get your dress dirty now will you?”
“Nope, I’ll be careful Ma ma.”  I kissed her cheek and scurried out fast.
The sun was out and the warmth bathed my skin deliciously.  I imagined Raines hands, exploring, touching and I had to moan.  I couldn’t wait to see him.
Suddenly the wind kicked up a notch and it felt a bit chilly.  I looked about the skies and saw that it had grayed some.  I had hoped for a sunny day, but it looked like that wasn’t going to happen.
“Shoot, it’s going to rain!  Of all the days it had to happen too!”  I was about to head back into the house, but as I turned around I came face to face with a stranger.
“Good morning, or should I say good afternoon?”  He bowed slightly and then looked straight into my eyes and held me there.  I-I couldn’t move, nor did I want to, his eyes were like deep pools, warm and inviting.
“Morning…” It was barely audible.
“I understand there is to be a party here today…I would like to come.  May I?” 
It was as if I were frozen in limbo where all decisions and actions were impossible.  I nodded in response.
“Good, I shall see you then.  Adieu.”  He turned slowly and walked away, but it was like a dream.  He just simply faded in the distance.
Then like waking from a dream my eyes came into focus with what was around me and I had wondered if I just imagined him or if he had been real.  I started back to the house, but as I did I noticed how sunny it was.
People from all over came, some I knew others I didn’t only because they were my mother’s friends.  I just played the part and smiled as she introduced me.  Then when I thought I’d die of boredom I saw Raine and my heart leapt.    I couldn’t contain myself any longer and ran toward him.
“Raine you’ve finally come!” Wrapping my arms around his neck I hugged him tightly.
“My, my we are excited to see me!  You alright?”  His eyebrow raised quizzically.
“I’m fine, yes, but mother has been introducing me to every Tom, Dick and Harry and I’ve got to go someplace where it’s quiet.”
“Are these gentlemen replacements for me?”  The smile in his eyes contained a sensuous flame.
“What gentlemen?”  I was too busy trying to find a direction in which we both would be unseen and did not listen carefully to what he had actually said.
“This Tom, Dick and Harry.”  He waited to see if I was listening, which I wasn’t.
“Who’s Tom?”  I stopped and looked at him carefully.  “What are you on about?”
“Never mind, I can see you are much too pre-occupied to listen to me right now.”
“Oh God yes, I can’t stand it anymore.  There, let’s go that way!”  I pointed to a clearing where I knew for sure no one would suspect us and took hold of Raines hand.
As we walked I kept a watchful eye for those who would spot us, which no one did and I was pleased as pie.  I hadn’t gone this way on our property, which was vast, and so I thought it perfect!  No one would venture coming this way if they were to look for us.  It was well wooded with every kind of wild flower and tree you could imagine and hid us both well from view.  I found a small clearing that had a small wooden bench and sat down with Raine.
“Oh, finally peace!” 
“That bad huh?  So now what, how long are we to stay here?  I mean, it is our party we really should be present.”  His hand gently stroked her arm.
“I know, but I can think of a few things we can do before we go back.”  I smiled seductively at him and kicked off my shoes.
“You do, do you?  May I make a few suggestions?”  He got down on his knees and lifted my skirt up.
His shock told me everything; I forgot to put on one key garment…my panties.
I settled back, closing my eyes and enjoyed the feel of his hands exploring as he made his way closer and closer.  He was quite the tease, as his fingers feather-touched me with tantalizing persuasion that I opened my legs wider yet. 
“You are succulent, more so than ever.   It’ll be heaven to taste you.”  I pushed his head down, down to where I needed much attention and then…
“Oh yes…” 
His tongue, warm, soft worked their magic rhythmically over my already swollen nub.
“No, no I want you…”
Without hesitating any longer he quickly undid his pants and pulled them down.  His swollen member was jutting out from his boxers and I couldn’t wait.  I motioned for them as well, smiling and watched as he then entered me with such force I dug my fingernails into his back.  It was all I could do to keep from screaming.  We both came within minutes and remained as such till the shuddering of our pleasure dimmed.
“That was quite the display you just gave.”
I quickly got myself together proper and noticed it was him, the man in my garden.
“Oh dare you!  How long were you there?”  My cheeks burned scarlet red.  I was too anger to be embarrassed.
“Doesn’t matter does it, what’s done is done and you did it so very well.”  Something about him made me feel ill at ease.
“You just overstepped your welcome.”  Raine lunged for him, but froze.  His hands rushed to his chest as blood came spurting out of his mouth. 
“I don’t take lightly to rude people, especially those who take their liberties with my soul mate.”  His hand clutched tighter on Raines chest as he swiftly pulled out his heart.  Blood dripped from his palm as  he stood there with Raines heart in his palm, still beating.  Then, as if disgusted by it squeezed it till it was nothing but a mass of blood and tissue.
“I distaste these vile parts, they keep those who I deem prey alive, they shall all die!”  And threw what was once a heart to the ground, splattering its foulness over the ground.  The sound horrified me and seeing Raines body, lifeless in a pool of blood sickened me so that I began to retch.  
“There, there my dear, he won’t harm you no more.  Come we have a party to attend too.”
I was in shock, I shook my head no and tried to escape, but he was too quick, for he had me in his arms, tight, too tight.  I couldn’t breathe, I wanted to scream so someone would hear me, but it was like he had a hold of my throat and was tightening his grip…slowly strangling me.
“You disappoint me my dear; here I thought you’d be excited to show me off.  I guess it’ll be my duty then to show you off.”
Then all went dark…
Mist from the hillside crept down lazily and blanketed the earth as if it was asleep and dew kissed the tops of those that lay dead.   A celebration had ensued and yet, in the merriment of it all, death found its way…still.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012


In a room darken by nights’ cloak a man sits,
Brooding great thoughts of unspeakable horror
Where blood drips from the pages and pool at his feet.

He weaves his tale so fine
So tightly woven are they that those caught within its web die
             And most assuredly…..

Yet he has witnessed himself
Grievance acts of horror, pain and death
Mutilated bodies whose eyes stare at the heavens
Pleading injustices and whose prayers go unanswered
They are the souls of which he writes daily.

Pitiful images dance in his head
Capturing moods of unspeakable dread
And yet, deep within…a heart beats.

Murmuring sounds of content
Thump thump…
        Thump thump…

Looking up from death plotted pages he sheds sweet tears
Which splatters wet the writings
Whose ink slowly spreads out its fingers
Blotting out the nightmares
Of that which he wrote
Never to be seen…
       Never to be read…
            It is finished.


Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Newsletter started for all Birthright fans!!!

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