10)All Student must choose between the three Clubs being— A) Salem Club B) Crescendo C) Mundane. {Drusilla, Crescents, and Walter are the respective leaders of the Clubs}
I kept staring at the rules Stoner had passed to me. Back at Charmed Highschool at home there were clubs as well, but not like this. In total Nether Mount High had only three clubs, that was it, no drama club, no choir club? Nothing but three clubs.
Salem Club, Crescendo Club, Mundane Club. The names didn't sound like the average club at your everyday highschool. Then when I thought about it, in no way was Nether Mount High like your everyday highschool.
Granted besides the Caspian incident school was…. Average. Classes were normal, boring, time-consuming, and spiteful to teenage existence.
I breathed through my nose, my mind drifting back to Sin…. Or Caspian. I didn't understand the situation behind Caspian, he looked so much like Sin but logically speaking subconsciously I had a strong guess surrounding the situation.
Still I glanced at Stoner who was putting on a baggy pink tee-shirt that reached down to her thigh, and I think there were black shorts underneath that tee-shirt.
"Hey Stoner," I called out.
She tugged on the hem of her tee-shirt to straighten it out. "Huh?" Replied Stoner with her blue eyes now on me.
Dropping down the Rules sheet I spoke, "So, that Caspian fellow, what's his deal?"
Stoner's curious face twisted into blankness, her face digressed several shades pale before landing on deathly pale. Her eyes were locked solely on me still yet I had the feeling that her gaze had peered through space while her mind had left the room.
Questions dangled above my head, and surprise morphed my eyebrows into a furrow. This matter…. Had Stoner gone into shock? Panic?
Snapping my fingers at her I spoke again. "Stoner!" Her short eyelashes trembled. "Stoner!" Her lips parted, and her chest fell as if she had finally breathed out.
Raising her hand up she wounded her fingers through her short blonde hair. "Fuck, KiKi, can't believe I'm still wrung up by this shit,"
Her reaction to my question had me worried. This was proving my suspicions of this place being too strange and silently dangerous to be true. "Stoner, are you okay? You freaked me out just now."
Stoner shook her head and breathed out a laugh dryly. "It's nothing, just Alpha Caspian isn't someone most people like talking about in here,"
That made me arch an eyebrow and completely turned my chair to her. "Why? He's just a student as well, right?"
Stoner leaned back at her bed, the skin at the middle of her blonde eyebrows squeezed slightly, forming little creases. "Not just a student," she muttered, reaching for her forehead to massage those creases. "This is the first time someone is arriving at Nether Mount High uninformed."
….. "I don't understand, and what's up with you calling him Alpha?" The nickname or whatever it was had raised questions in me.
I don't know what I had said wrong but Stoner suddenly burst into laughter. The creases on her eyebrows began to let out and smoothened out.
"Look, KiKi, I have an idea for you. Tonight's Freshers night where the Newbies are…. Inducted in our own special way. You should come, it might make you understand what's going on here."
I hated parties, was what I was going to blurt out but managed to march my teeth down on my tongue. I really hated parties, the noises, the so-called non alcoholic drinks that someone always had to spike, the people who always accidentally touched you.
It was a bloody nightmare was what it was.
"You're frowning, why are you frowning?"
I raised my eyes back at Stoner with a pout on my face. "Can't you just tell me what it is you want to, I hate parties."
"Seriously KiKi, which teenager hates parties?"
"I'm pretty sure it's a very high percentage."
"No, no it's not, but if you don't want to go then you might not necessarily understand what I'm trying to say…. It's easier to see for yourself, you know?"
I sighed and slumped my body back at the chair. "Fine," I drawled. "I'll change."
Curiosity killed the cat anyways. I was more curious than I hated parties.
I didn't even bother putting on nice clothes, just something that would not make me look like somebody's grandmother who had risen from the dead.
Or an old nineteenth century witch…..
Simply in my black knee short gown with a turtleneck and flayed hems on the sleeves. My hair which was previously rolled up was let loose, no makeup though.
Stoner led me out from a back exit at the end of a narrow hall. Shit this school was very big. We should have passed up to three halls, before reaching a door similar to the wooden door at the entrance of the school just at the end of one hallway.
After she opened the doors I had expected more concrete and large pillars like the rest of the School's hall but I was greeted by trees and green bushes.
A forest? At the back exit of the School were just trees and green bushes.
I watched Stoner reach for an ancient torch hung on the wall outside of the school.
"Seriously Stoner, this is looking like the setting of a horror movie," I whispered to Stoner.
She looked over her shoulder, not stopping when she entered the forest with the olden torch in her hand. "Oh yeah? And who's the cannon fodder who'll die first?"
I snorted, slapping a half broken branch from my face. "You of course, I exude protagonist material."
I had begun to hear cheering and loud noises, clear indications of a party.
Stoner reached a clearing with two long tins filled with coal and fire. She chucked the head of the torch into one of the tin to which the torch became enveloped with fire.
The presentation in front of me was a gaggle of people. Some were dancing casually, some were standing close to the stand filled with drinks and food, while some were just doing their own thing.
An eyebrow rose at the scene. "Stoner, did you trick me into coming here?"
Perhaps it was because I was expecting something…. Darker? I had prepared my mind to anticipate some Chilling adventures of Sabrina level strange but it was actually just your usual teenage party.
With the exception of the torches that was.
Stoner hung the torch against a metal pole with straps. "Patience, KiKi, it's like you were expecting some cultist shit." Stoner chuckled.
"...."
I was expecting cultist shit. With the scenes with "Alpha" Caspian, and the Clubs it was safe to say I had been seriously considering some cultist shit.
Stupid. I had been too paranoid. Just because I was a witch didn't mean stranger things were going on around me…. All the time. Maybe Caspian was just a School bully.
A hand fell on my shoulder, calling forth my attention. "Hey, wait here, I'll get us drinks." Stoner said.
I nodded, watching her walk away.
I sighed. This sucked. So I had been tricked into coming out here. I suppose I could only blame it on my paranoia—
My eyes backed right up to the right. Catching sight of an interesting figure my eyes stayed still.
Look who it was….. Sin Crescent, or Alpha Caspian. No. I quickly took note of his bronze-brown hair which tousled lazily on his face, bottled green eyes gazing at nothing yet everything at the same time like a powerful figure amongst sheeps.
He was wearing a pure white hoodie with a cream colored collar protruding, a strawberry and white tie as well, slim white trousers, and black shades.
Shades? It was night time already, why the shades.
Contemplating it took a second to notice a pair of eyes staring back at me. I swallowed. His bottled green eyes were staring back at mine.
I didn't think…. Definitely was not thinking, which would be the only reason why my legs had begun moving. Like a puppet with a puppeteer whom I know not of I moved evenly towards him.
I could've sworn this clearing smelt of grass and wet soil but apparently I was wrong for when I stood right in front of him the smell of freshly baked sponge cake engulfed my nostrils.
Weird. Was this his cologne or something because he had not smelt like this before.
I squinted my eyes subconsciously looking for any sign of a tattoo or even a tiny piercing. I found none.
"You've met my brother I see,"
I blinked at the voice which seemed more crusty than before. "Pardon?" I blurted out.
His eyes shielded by those black shades descended on my shorter form. "You were squinting your eyes, looking for something on my body, obviously you've met my brother and you were trying to confirm which of us you were looking at."
Suspicions confirmed. So he did have a brother— An identical twin. "An identical twin," I muttered without thought.
"Bingo," Was his response.
Sniffing from the slightly cold weather I involuntarily noticed how he sounded different from Caspian whose every word was etched with mostly negative emotions just like yesterday. His were just blank, like an automatic response.
Perhaps I was overthinking again. After I had only just met both brothers.
I opened my mouth to say something in response when— "Don't Please!"
My eyes darted over to the side.
A petite sized black haired girl stood in front of a green drum filled with water, and a much bigger boy was being held by the hair and arm by the girls around him.
The black haired girl spoke. "Tonight the witches receive retribution for what the Alpha of the Crescendo did to my brother," her eyes glanced at the sobbing boy. "Tonight we will harrow a newcomer, a new member of the Crescendo Pack."
In the eyes of I and everyone else the girl threw the boy's head back before abruptly pushing his head into the drum filled with water.
My eyes bulged in shock, one thing was clear with how they maliciously pressed his head into the water no matter how hard he thrashed.
They were going to drown him to death.