Episode 8

                

The next day…

Rae

I sat, cross legged in my desk, shoes on the floor. Coach talking about his life, trying to compare it to the lesson of logic's. And here I thought we’d be learning about Business Cycles. I began to draw in my notebook. We were up all night, searching the Beastiary. Nothing about what she saw, or what left the marks on my leg. She had managed to fall asleep while we were reading, but she was fine when we woke her up later. She said she saw the hair moving, almost like snakes. There was absolutely nothing. I glanced over to the seat next to but one down from me. Stiles was dead asleep, eyes closed, lips puckered, but not far out. I smiled at him. He was so beautiful. Scott waved and I looked over to the seat beside mine. He nodded back to Stiles and winked. I looked at coach, whose back was still turned, slipped out of my seat, and kissed Stiles, and sat back down as Stiles woke up and stretched. Then sighed, and leaned forwards, as Scott whispered something. Stiles’ eyes popped open, and he crossed his arms over his lap. I giggled and then jumped as a book hit my desk. Coach stood next to my desk, glowering down at me. “Anderson! What is so funny?!” He hollered. “Nothing Coach. Promise.” He harrumphed and walked away. For the first time that day, I noticed something about Tamara. She was kinda slumped over, and slouchy. It was weird. The bell rang and she dodged out. I pulled my bad up and over, Stiles doing the same, looking at me confused. I shrugged and followed him out of the room. “What was that all about?” Scott looked just as confused as us. “No idea. Don’t even know where she went.” I noticed her locker was ajar. Walking over, I opened it. “Her tails.” I opened the large black box. “1, 2, 3, 4, 5… Where’s the sixth one?” Scott asked peering over my shoulder. “Obsidian. Shurikens, these are really big. Aren’t they supposed to be discreet?” I asked looking at the boys. “What are you doing?” Tamara was glowering at me. “Oh, just making sure nobody stole your stuff. Where were you?” Scott answered grabbing her hand. “I had to go to the bathroom. Sorry didn’t mean to scare you.” I walked slower than everyone else. Tamara would never had snapped like that. She would have freaked because her locker was open. And she would have thanked me for making sure everything was ok. She turned and looked at me, and suddenly my leg began to burn. “Agh!” I slid my hand over it, but it didn’t help. I knew what was happening. It had happened once before. Something or someone was trying to turn me. Make me burst into a flaming ball. I dodged into the bathroom, and into one of the stalls. “Rae?!” I heard Tamara yell, busting into the room. Stay quiet. Don’t cry out. Damn this hurts! “Rae? Where are you? You know. I never liked you. I always wanted you to be the first to go.” She kicked open the first stall. Then the second, the third. Just as she was about to discover me, Stiles came in, “Sorry ladies, my girlfriend came in here, uh not that she’s my girlfriend exactly. Oh um Rae that wasn’t supposed to come out that way…” His voice trailed and I came out. “Where’s Tamara?” I asked looking around. “She bolted. Why? What’s wrong?” I grabbed his arm and pulled him along behind me out into the hall. “Where’s Scott?!” I panicked, looking around. “No idea.” I could feel fear, as well as anger, and it was leading me out towards the front door. “Rae!” Lydia came running up. “Let me guess, you’re hearing a noise? What is it?” I asked looking at her terrified face. “It’s Scott’s voice. Random things he’s said today.” “Where to Lydia?” She swallowed. “Um I hear waves, and an echoey sound.” I concentrated on what she was saying. “The beach. They went to the beach.” I tore out the front door, and to Stiles’ jeep.

“Oh Scott. I didn’t want this to be you. See if Stiles hadn’t left you to go for the tramp. Well it’d be Rae sitting here not you.” The lady was a sight to be held. She had long hair, which turned into snakes. Her lower half had merged together as one. “Why? Why did it have to be us?” He growled. Scott. I want to help you. You need to get the shuriken. Snap it. She has me trapped inside it. I can see and hear everything but if I open my mouth, I say what she wants. My mind was steady but my person was not. I could hardly think on my own let alone move or speak. I was being forced to stand like a bodyguard against the wall. While Abby Brayden Monsune, circled my beautiful boyfriend, tracing his shoulders. Ugh this woman pissed me off. ‘Tamara?! Where are you?’ All I heard was Rae. ‘Rae?! Help in the cave. I can’t move or speak and she’s slowly sucking his life. Help!’ No reply.  Suddenly a hissing sound was heard, but not from Abby. A line of fire and sparks shot out, and hit her, throwing her against the wall. My tail flew from her grasp, and into Stiles hand. ‘Break it! BREAK IT!’ I screamed at him but nothing worked. Rae tilted her head looking at me, then snatched the tail. She held it and with a quick snap, broke it.

Rae

                Tamara gasped, like she’d been holding her breath, and dropped. I untied Scott and stood back as he held her. “T? You ok?” He asked, tracing her face. She coughed and then sat up. “Where are the other tails? If she gets ahold of them, I’ll be her puppet and nothing will stop her or me.” I smiled. “They’re hiding. Don’t worry.” I hugged her and sighed in relief. As I glanced around, I noticed the freaky lady was gone. “She’s gone!” I gasped, standing up, grabbing Stiles’ arm. “She’s gone.”