Chapter 13- Darn Those Random Questionnaires.

Dear President Of The Kill The Crow Foundation,
SHUT UUUUUP!!!!!!! He musn't die and i will explain in this chapter. I know you'll hate it, but killing him would drive me INSANE, almost as much as my little brother does, or maybe more.
sincerely,
President of the Alec Phillips aka Crow Boy Is Amazing Foundation,
aka Kira
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Number of hours it took my mom to realize I was gone: 2 and a half. Number of times my mom apologized to me: somewhere around 80. Number of rounds of 20 questions me and Alec played: 27. Number of times the thing I was thinking of was mutant cockroaches: 14. Number of times Alec made fun of me: 17. Number of times I slapped him: 17. Number of “don’t talk to strangers” looks my mom gave me: 13. Number of times I thought about Alec’s eyes: 32, but it’s not my fault they’re so darn beautiful.

Therefore, Myth About Vampires Having Counting Obsessions = True

Because my mom felt so bad about leaving me in the parking lot of a cheap restaurant, she decided to give me money for lunch every day for the next month. But, since I don’t really eat anything, all that money is going to the “Kieyra Needs New Clothes Foundation.” So, five dollars every day for four weeks minus the weekend would be…100 dollars. Fun! I could buy myself a decent pair of shoes!

Moving on…

When I got back to my school in Carleton Place, I found out there was a new girl named Jade Smith. She had an older brother named Drake and a younger sister named Elena. I know this because my math teacher, Mr. G, assigned me and Jade together for a project.

Suddenly it clicked.

Elena Smith- the little girl I met in The Hole. And Drake-that was her brother’s name.

“Hey, um, I was just wondering…Are you related to the Elena Smith that went missing about a month ago?”

“Yeah, actually…that’s my sister. How did you know that?” Jade had this confused look on her face, and behind her glasses her green eyes had a hint of concern in them. She twirled a loose piece of black hair that wasn’t pulled back in a ponytail around her finger.

“I’m the one who saved her.” I lowered my voice just enough that only Jade could hear me.

“How is that possible?”

“Meet me in the forest behind the school after school and I’ll tell you.” Jade looked around suspiciously, chewed on a piece of her hair, and then finally said “Okay”

After school, Jade and I went directly to the forest, where I told her what I was. She freaked out a little, but after five minutes of reasoning with her she was fine.

“So…let me get this straight. You’re a vampire, but you don’t kill people, you kill squirrels, deer, and the occasional bunny. You haven’t killed anyone…yet…and my sister was there when you turned, so if I don’t believe you I should ask her.”

“Exactly.”

“How many people exactly have you told about vampires? How many are you planning to tell? How stupid are you?” That wasn’t Jade’s voice. It wasn’t even female. I spun around. Alec stood there with his arms folded. He looked mad.

“I…um…” this was the first time since I met Alec that I couldn’t think of a snappy comeback. I let out a sigh of defeat.

“I shouldn’t have, I know. I’m sorry.” Alec was taken aback.

“What, no groan, no slap in the face, no eye-roll? Are you sick?”

“God I hope so.” I muttered under my breath.

“I already knew vampires existed, so don’t blame Kieyra.”  Jade defended.

“She’s got a point.” I added.

“Well, I guess you are my friend-”

“Like one of those friends you can’t stay mad at?” I pouted innocently.

“Unfortunately.”

“And unfortunately, I win.” I chortled, skipping around. Jade and Alec laughed. My phone rang. Mom. Joy.

“Hi mom.”

“Where are you?”

“Oh, sorry, I was talking with a friend after school. I’ll be home soon. Bye!” I hung up and turned to Alec.
”I gotta go.”

“Me too.” Jade said, “Where do you live?”

“Moffat street. You?”

“Me too! Lets walk together!”

“Cool. Bye Alec.” I called as we started walking towards my house. He waved goodbye and disappeared. Jade giggled.

“What?”

“You so like him.” I rolled my eyes.

“Is there some guys-and-girls-can-be-friends concept people don’t get?”

“I get the concept. What I don’t get is why when people like each other they don’t just tell each other and get on with their lives.”

“It’s not that simple.”

“Was that a confession?”

“I’m not admitting to anything nor denying anything, all I’m saying is that nothing’s ever that simple, even though it should be.”

“I think that was a confession.” Jade teased.

“Ugh, fine then, since convincing you is pointless, I might as well give up.” I grumbled.

“Total confession.”

“I AM NOT FRICKIN CONFESSING TO ANYTHING!”

“First stage, denial.” She said in a sing-songy voice, turning down the driveway to her house.

“See you tomorrow.” She added, then unlocked her front door and went inside.

All night all I could think of was what Jade had said. Even the next day, during math class, I was trying to figure out if it was possible to deny denial. The only thing that broke my trance was when Jade poked me in the back of the neck with a pencil to ask me what the Pythagorean Theorem was.

“Like I told you yesterday, the formula is A squared plus B squared equals C squared, then you find the square root of C squared to get the hypotenuse. Do you get it now?”

“I think.” Jade said, tapping her pencil on her desk. Just then, a couple of high school girls came into the classroom. Apparently they were taking a survey of all the grade eight and seven girls to find out how materialistic pre-teen and teenage girls are in the 21^st century. We all went into the “student success room” where the evil Ms. Dennis works to do them. I sat next to Jade and looked at the survey. The whole time, though, there was only one thing I could think of every time I read a question.

Question 1: What is your favorite color?

(which, in my opinion, had probably nothing to do with materialism, but that didn’t stop the thought of Alec’s eyes from coming to my mind before I answered “Don’t have one”)

Question 2: if you could choose one thing to look at for the rest of your life, what would it be?

My answer: something beautiful, like a waterfall. (Alec’s face)

Question 3: What is your favorite thing to do?

My answer: spend time with my friends and family. (Be with Alec)

Question 4: What is the one thing in the world you couldn’t live without?

My answer: The people I love, eg. Family, Friends, Pets, etc…(Alec)

I swear, Jade Smith will be the death of me. In a figurative sense, of course, but she’s killing me here.

After I finished answering the non personal and less (Alec) thought provoking questions like “Approximately how much money do you spend a month on clothes, accessories, and makeup”, I handed my questionnaire to Ms. Dennis and headed to my locker to pack my bag to go home.

“So, you seemed…Rather agitated. What’s up?” I started laughing insanely, like someone worthy of a room in a local insane asylum.

“What’s up? I’m having an emotional crisis, and all you can say is ‘what’s up’? Oh god, I’m crazy.” She laughed.

“Does this have something to do with that Alec dude I met yesterday?”

“Yes, and it’s all your fault.” I groaned.

“How is it my fault that you like him?” I didn’t even bother denying it this time.

“Because you made me think about it, and when I think about things I can’t stop thinking about them.”

“Don’t you have friends you could vent to?”

“Oh, you mean those friends I’ve barely spoken to since I got back from London?”

“Hey, at least you have friends.”

“And you don’t?”

“No, not really.”

“We’re friends, aren’t we?” Jade smiled.

“Yeah, I guess we are, aren’t we.”