The Obsolete by Cama Seeney (essential reading TXT) 📕

tip of a triangle at the end. The holdings were all bronze even the chain its self. ‘Here.’ I held out, I couldn’t just take his without putting something of mine on the line.

 

‘Really this? I’ve never seen such a girly necklace!’ He called out chuckling but quickly put it on without further complaint. I struggled with the clasp and he quickly asked me to turn around. I shrugged and did so. I pulled my hair to the side and heard him gasp. ‘Yea, yea It’s a butterfly and a couple of flowers.’ I whispered but I secretly loved it, my ant always said if you couldn’t fly free you’re not yourself any more. ‘It’s pretty.’ He murmured tracing the curling line with his finger tip. I shivered involuntary. Not because he had cold hands because they were surprisingly warm. No I shivered because no one had ever touched it before, not even my mom knew I’d had it done.

 

‘Great, now we really do need to go!’ He calls looking down at his watch and biting his lip nervously. I sigh, ‘what’s school like?’ I ask a little worried, you always have the same people, similar joke but different settings it weird. ‘You don’t remember school?’ He asked looking confused. ‘I remember school, like fourteen of them. I feel like I’m a test hoarder or something!’ I call out giggling. We’ve moved every year sometimes more than once a year.

 

This is my second new placement. I sigh and smile, I haven’t giggled in a while. ‘Oh, we’ll I guess its different. There cliques are different here. I’m not even sure if that’s the right word. We don’t have football or rugby groups. We have the lone wol… I mean loners. We have the pack… of hyenas. Erm night children wonna bee’s.’ he rambled quietly focusing on the road. He now had my full attention. ‘That’s normal every school has the loners and hyenas was it.’ I laugh and then grow serious. ‘Are the night children a gang or something.’ I whisper. ‘Something like that.’ He muttered looking out the front screen absent minded. Even though the houses were together as soon as we left the couple of streets it was back to the forest. I sighed and looked out too.

 

Only to see shapes twisting and laughing in the distance. I cringed, which led him to turn the radio on. ‘Hey wait a minute.’ I called a little suspiciously. ‘Mm?’ He asked looking at me with a weirdly worried expression. ‘What is your name?’ I asked laughing at the relief on his face. His mouth relaxed into an easy smile. ‘Bond. James bond.’ He said putting on a voice that sounded more like Elvis than any bond id heard off. ‘Seriously.’ I asked with fake wonder, when he looked at me he snorted and then his face lost any hint of laughter. ‘It’s brad. Brad Zachary.’ He told me holding out his right hand, crossing his body to shake my hand. I chuckled and shook it with my right too making it awkward. ‘Brad, a dreamy dude in the 80’s or an insane asshole in the nineties.’ I told him winking. ‘Insanely hot!’ He called out laughing. ‘What about Zachary?’ He asked his smiling eyes front again. ‘Funny, yet not cruelly so I bet lots of people find you funny. Probably watches game of thrones with his ma.’ I say winking.

 

‘Na, but I did with my extremely hot girlfriend, you jelly?’ He asked eyes still front and smirking. ‘Oh Zachary how could you do this to me.’ I fake a swoon as he pulls up into the drive way of school. He chuckled and jumped out leaving me to catch up with him. I laugh as he walks backwards creepily calling me forth with his hands. I snort and jump out racing after him. Within seconds he’s turned to run but I leaped onto his back laughing loudly.

Suddenly all things around us go quiet. A car pulls up somewhere but I refuse to turn. Refuse to give notice. ‘Where we going princess?’ I joke, not yet jumping down from his back. ‘Jeez what do you weigh?’ He asked jostling my weight and holding me up higher. Luckily for me he’d been holding his bag by the top of the straps when he’d jumped out. He laughed with me ignoring the people walking into school with silence. ‘Hey, I weigh nine five!’ I call out smacking his arm loudly. He snorted and carried on towards school, cars are parked hazardously all around us and the door seems miles away.

 

‘Couldn’t you have parked closer?’ I asked moaning a little. ‘You not even walking!’ He replied in jest. ‘So, I’ll have to walk it later and be ever so tired and it would be all your fault.’ I replied resting my arms around his hard shoulders. ‘Wow for someone who runs you aren’t half lazy!’ He replied running the rest of the way to the door. People parted with startled expressions. Life had turned back to normal. I couldn’t help but wonder who had parked up behind us.

 

Brad drops me to the ground grinning down at me. ‘Stop grinning twinkle toes I nearly fell off!’ I moan pouting. ‘Oh how doest I serve you so rough your majesty.’ He replied playing along, I snorted and turned to open the door. ‘Shut it before I shove my so called royal foot up you ordinary ass.’ I replied pulling the heavy clear door without a bother I turned and winked only to find Brad not there. I held the door open blushing slightly as random people streamed in. ‘Should have seen your face.’ He replied suddenly behind me, his breath moved my hair and I pulled my elbow backwards hitting him in the gut. It probably hurt my elbow more than him but it was worth it.

 

‘Where do I go next?’ I asked him as he feigned falling over and swooning. Someone laughed and I looked into cold blue eyes. I tensed. I’d seen him yesterday. I wasn’t sure if he was one of the men creeping around my house but he was certainly pale enough. Though he was dressed in normal clothing. I shivered. ‘You’ve played your tricks with me, leave.’ I accused angrily, he raised a perfect pail eye brow and walked inside laughing.

Feign

Chapter 6

 

The perfect feign, is to have the perfect mirror image of something. The show of a pretence or fabrication of a copy. To pretend to be something you’re not.

 

My phone started vibrating in my jeans pocket, his insanely pale blow eyes followed the movement with creepy attention. I shivered and pulled it out. I glanced down to see my mother was calling me. I dropped the call and looked up only to find him inches from my face. His head titled like a cats ready to play a game. Hissing I shoved the middle of his chest with a fist and a flat hand, the hit was dead on. It was supposed to make him step back and it did. A fist under the rib and a flat hand over the skin above the fist. Was it the diaphragm I wasn’t sure?

 

‘Don’t fuck with me.’ I growled taking a step closer my hands by my side but I was angry now. They didn’t get to treat me like this. He stepped back grinning. ‘You’re not funny and you’re stupid if you think you can get into my head. You don’t scare me.’ I replied standing completely still. Mocking me he froze like a statue. ‘Your mother calls to you.’ He whispered before striding away. I shivered uncomfortable when he purposely trailed his fingers across my skin. They were so cold it was like a trail of freezing fire.

 

I sighed and turned around to see an amused Brad though the way he was leaning was predatory not relaxed. ‘I personally wouldn’t fuck with you.’ He replied winking, implying. I rolled my eyes at his playful temperament. He slung his arm around me and we walked inside. ‘How’s your girlfriend?’ I asked hip bumping him. ‘Ohh she’s mighty fine.’ He replied chuckling. I snorted before grabbing my book outa my bag, in my messy scrawl read L37. C R 13.

 

Okay so lockers number 37 my first class is room 13. Got it. I put my bag and book back on my back and turned to look for my locker. ‘This way.’ Brad called in a sing song like tone. Rolling my eyes I followed him down the row of around fifty lockers. Quickly finding mine empty. ‘Well that was a waste of time.’ I told him dryly. ‘Yea hmm. Maybe I should just take you to English.’ He muttered looking at the group of pale creepy people discussing something angrily and pointing at us. Hissing when me and Brad accidently brushed hands. He quickly took my hand and pressed a kiss to it winking at those staring. I snorted but didn’t take it back. ‘Now School girlfriend listen up.’ He called loud enough for them to hear. ‘Yes dick for brains?’ I asked laughing at his hysterical expression. ‘Nothing.’ He replied looking somewhere else now.

 

Following his gaze I saw him look at what could be his brother. Short brown hair deep set green eyes, brads high cheek bones. His body was just as lean as Brads if not leaner. Though his shoulders seemed to be broader and his looked to be a little taller. He wore washed out jeans and a dark blue shirt that was badly buttoned. Badly because I couldn’t stop looking at the hint of chest.

 

‘I bet your brother is an arse. And his name is something like Hunter.’ I told him laughing at the look I got from the guy across the room. He snorted and made a noncomential sound. ‘Not going to ask me why?’ I replied turning my back to his brother and walking facing Brad, trailing my finger up the bottom of his chin and then tapping his nose lightly. ‘Nope. Why Hunter?’ He asked trying to not smile.

 

‘Wellll. Hunter seems to seem he hunts something probably popularity or something. Started smoking at a young age with cheap Tabaco. Switched to menthols at fifteen and now is deciding on whether to use a pipe. Is stupidly good at whatever he tries, always wants to be right. And was definitely born minutes before you and call you out on it every minute of every day. Though you don’t care because you’re the funny one not the mysterious twin.’ I listed off still looking into his eyes. He shook his head and grinned ‘Half right.’ He whispered winking and grabbing my arm to turn me around. I fell into his side and he grinned wickedly.

 

‘But his names not hunter. It’s Devon – Chillaxes with Satan but it’s no big deal. Nice try Princess’ He winked picking up my game, I giggled and rolled my eyes. ‘Oh but darling you are the Princess never forget.’ I told him giggling again. My phone began vibrating but I wanted to toss it away with disgust. After I dropped a call a text came through to my phone.

 

I can pretty much see you tutting and the