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June 14, 2013 1:02pm UTC

Author's note -
I'm sorry I haven't been posting in a while. A combination of writer'sblock/medication weariness has stopped me from coming up with anything worthy of becoming a chapter, and quite frankly I don't want to give you guys my half-assed work.
I'll get back on track once I clear my head, and Oh The Cherry Tree will continue its long, winding path.
Thank you to anyone who is bothered to wait for me, I really appreciate it.

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June 3, 2013 5:44pm UTC

Oh The Cherry Tree- Chapter Eight.
We sat there like that for a while. Kaii's heavy head on my lap, my hand behind his ear. I still couldn't belive any of this was happening, it felt like a dream I would soon wake up from. I'm not sure if I wanted to wake up or not, though.
Kaii moved every now and then, and every time he did, I'd jump. It may have been Kaii, but he was big, and dangerous. He was calm now, but who was to say those gentle eyes couldn't be angry in an instant? Who was to say those lips couldn't curl back in a snarl? Well they probably could have, but they didn't. Instead, whenever Kaii felt my heart begin to race, he'd whimper. I think it was to prove that he was in contorl, and he wouldn't hurt me.
Occasionally I'd run my hand through Kaii's fur, making sure he was actually there. I faintly wondered why he didn't shift back, but I was glad he didn't. I probably needed proof that everything was real, right in front of me. Lying on my lap.
At one point I must have realised it was getting dark, because I shifted a bit to look at Kaii's face.
''Kaii .. maybe we should go back inside. It's cold out here, and dark,'' I said gently.
Without a response, he lifted his head to look at me. He had a carefree look in his eyes, and he trotted back into the trees. I heard more rustling of leaves, more snapping of twigs and branches.
And then, suddenly, sauntered out a very smug Kaii. He was grinning from ear to ear, stark naked.
I yelped and turned away, and I heard him laughing from right behind me.
''So you're scared now?'' he chuckled.
''You couldn't have bothered to put your clothes back on?!'' I screeched back at him.
''They're covered in a layer of snow. I'm warmer this way.''
''You're bloody naked Kaii! Get inside! Now!''
''Your wish is my command, Ma'am,'' he laughed, and brushed past me, probably on purpose, into the house. He jumped onto the couch and propped himself up with his elbows, enjoying every second of it. ''Draw me like one of your French Girls,'' he joked. I threw a blanket at him.
''Can you get serious with me for a second? I've got some questions.'' I announced.
''Ooooofcourse you do,'' he sighed. He sat up straight and wrapped the blanket around himself. ''Fire away,'' he commanded.
''What animal were you out there? what do I call it?''
''Just call me a shifter.''
''Have you told anyone else about you?''
''No, I don't know many people. I don't tell anyone, the only person that knows is you. Besides my mother of course, but she lives in South Carolina. And my brother, but he's a whole story all on his own.''
''What about your Dad?''
''He died. My brother accidentally killed him when he shifted for the first time.''
''Why aren't you with your Mother?''
''After my Dad died, she stopped shifting. No one could explain why, it was as if she hated who she was. Who my brother and I were, too. So her inner-shifter stayed inactive, and hasn't been active since. It's rare, but it happens.''
''How old were you when you first shifted?''
''Eleven. Think of shapeshifting as a bit of an illness. It's genetic, and it needs to be activated.''
Kaii had answered all of my questions without pause, I fired the questions and he fired the answers. But for my last question, he was quiet for almost a minute before he answered.
''How do you activate it?''
''You die.''

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June 2, 2013 5:12pm UTC

Oh The Cherry Tree- Chapter seven.
Mum and Dad met when they were kids. They weren't best friends, they weren't inseperable, it wasn't any sort of perfect love story. They simply knew eachother. They said hello to eachother most mornings on their way to school, but that was pretty much it.
Dad told me about how he didn't really notice Mum until they got older. He used to say that her beauty grew with age, and by the time she was fourteen he couldn't take his eyes off her. They never used to hang around together in school, but Dad changed that. He simply walked over to Mum one morning and asked her how she was. He struck up a friendship out of nothing; and out of a friendship grew a normal relationships. The occasional argument, the occasional romantic moment, nothing special. They were seen together, they were approved of, and they were just another one of the town's many young lovers. Mum's father tolerated Dad, though he didn't have any particular liking for him.
Dad's mother adored Mum, and they spent days together cooking, baking, and getting to know eachother.
Mum would always tell me about the little things Dad did for her, like buy her a single Saffron Spice, her favourite flower, and put it in her hair. Or how he'd tell her she was the only girl in the world when they were surrounded by people. Or how once, he had taken her to a field in bloom and laid her down in the flowers, and told her he loved her. She said she'd get a distant look in her eye when she was with him, like she was a different person. Dad said that she brought out the best person within him, a personality he could only achieve when he was with her.
There was never a more ordinary couple than Mum and Dad, not that this town had ever seen. There was never a single rumour about them, never a public disagreement, never an inappropriate gesture.
The whole town seemed to agree they were a decent couple; and no one wished them anything but luck.

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June 2, 2013 10:50am UTC

Oh The Cherry Tree- Chapter six.
Kaii had to be insane. It was the only rational explanation. This guy was telling me he was a supernatural creature. A shapeshifter. That had to be insane.
''Kaii, when did you get into town? Where do you come from? Are you sure you shouldn't be in a hospital-'' ''I'm not insane Madison. I can prove it,'' Kaii gently brushed his hand accross my cheek and turned away from me. He walked accross a road and into the shade of some trees. I lost sight of him, and that worried me. If he really was mentally ill, and I was beginning to think he was, then he could be doing anything in there. He could be plotting to kill me, and no one even knew I was out here with him. I could hear the rustling of leaves, followed closely by the snapping of twigs, and then a sudden growl. It was gutteral, unlike anything I'd ever heard before. It didn't sound a bit like Kaii, it sounded like a vicious animal. I took a step back and almost toppled over at the sight before me. Out of the trees came an absolutely terrifying, gigantic ...dog? wolf? bear? It looked like a combination of all three. And it scared me to death. The sound I'd heard earlier was no longer mysterious, it was obvious that it had come from this animal. It started towards me, and I scrambled back even more. It put its head down, as if surrendering, and slowly crawled the rest of the way accross the road. It whined as it crawled over to me, almost twice my size, and put its head on my lap. Like some sort of pet dog. I was shaking, this creature was scaring me more and more by the second. But I shifted over to make it more comfortable on my lap, and gently, slowly, put my hand on its head. I looked down at it, and it looked back up at me. I expected it to look scary, or vicious, but all I saw was surrender. And those eyes, I don't think I'll ever forget the feeling of understanding I felt when I saw those eyes. A soft, chocolate brown. Kaii's eyes. Kaii's gentle, sweeping chocolate eyes. And he whimpered again, and now I understood. I brought my forehead to his, and I looked straight into those eyes and whispered; ''You proved it,''

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May 30, 2013 6:17pm UTC

Oh The Cherry Tree- Chapter five.
''I don't know if that's a good idea. You could be hurt-'' I started protesting at Kaii's absurd suggestion.
''I am not hurt. I'm perfectly fine, come walk with me. I promise it'll be worth it.''
His voice was loud and clear, he didn't fumble for a single word. No head damage, anyway. He still had that lazy tone in his voice. The kind of tone that made him sound confident in everything he said.
''Okay,'' I replied simply.
I got up and helped Kaii to his feet. He didn't even flinch, he looked fine. Better than fine. He was shirtless, and he had a perfectly sculptured stomach, his biceps were huge and his hands were rough, but firm. He was the most attractive description of a man.
He noticed me staring and smirked. ''My shirt is ripped...'' he ..bragged? He sounded happy about it.
''I'll get you a big hoodie or something. Come on upstairs, we're bound to find something.''
I led him up the first flight of stairs, and he seemed amazed at how much mahogany was around the place. It was everywhere. The floors were simple dark wood, but the bannisters were polished mahogany, giving the place a Victorian sort of air. The bookshelves were as full as could be, Mum and Dad had loved to read before he left. The carpets rich and soft, the dark red colours, the large windows. It really was enticing.
Once we got to my room, Kaii's expression suddenly changed. Maybe he'd expected my bedroom to be dark and draped in rich colours too, but that was not the case. My room was painted a light, breezy colour, not quite white but not quite beige. My bed, wardrobe, dresser, table, couch, and every other piece of large furniture was white. The walls were bare, but I had put a little touch of myself here and there. Above my bed were some white fairy lights hanging by my head. I had a pin-board with hundreds of little photos, drawings and notes pinned onto it, right beside the dresser. The curtains were beige, and the window itself was huge. The carpet under my bed was a light shade of pink, matching my table-lamp and a few shelves filled with books.
All in all, it was a lovely, bright room, designed perfectly for a spunky, happy teenage girl.
I went straight to the dresser and got the biggest sweater I had. It was a dark blue, with a dove embroidered onto the left shoulder. Kaii tried to look as if he wasn't disgusted at the thought of wearing it, but failed. He put it on, though.
''Does it fit?'' I asked, breaking the silence. We hadn't talked at all since we came up, Kaii had been observing the house and I'd known it.
''Yeah, it's fine. Let's go.'' he said curtly. He led the way down this time, and I followed without argument.
Once we got downstairs, I got my hoodie from a corner in the living room. I must have thrown it there when we had rushed Kaii inside.
It was dark outside. Snow covered the ground as far as I could see, and it was breathtaking. But my curiousity won over my awe, and I had to find out what Kaii's deal was.
''You can start explaining anytime today, you know,''
He gave me a strange look. A sort of glance, then he looked away. As if it was physicially paining him to tell me about himself.
''Do you believe in legends, Madison?'' he asked quietly.
''Very rarely,'' I replied curtly.
''Do you believe in werewolves? Vampires? Half-breeds? Hybrids of human nature?'' he looked at me now, and he had a sort of soft look in his eyes. They were chocolate brown now, full of warmth.
''No. Most certainly not.'' I said this with a definite tone, but when I looked at Kaii I realised he wasn't joking.
''Don't tell me you're a vampire. Or a werewolf. Seriously, don't even try me.'' I warned.
''I'm not a vampire, nor a werewolf.'' Kaii smiled, mischeivously.
''Then what the heck is this all about?''
''I'm a hybrid. A shapeshifter. Sort of. I'm limited, because only my mother was a shapshifter. My father was human, and had no idea about my mother being this way.''
I couldn't help it. I laughed. He sounded so sincere, but I was sure he was kidding. Being stupid.
''Yeah sure okay. Now can you be serious?'' I insisted.
''I am being serious. My wounds not being there when you dried the blood off? Shapeshifter quirk. I'm a hybrid, so my wounds don't actually open, but the blood is as real as yours. A full shapeshifter can stop the bleeding by pure force of will.'' Kaii was talking this nonsense as if he was quoting exactly the truth. I didn't believe him of course, this was idiocy.
''Kaii just stop. Be honest with me and stop making up this crap!'' I snapped.
''I'm not making up any crap Madison. Look into my eyes, am I lying?'' he grabbed my shoulders and stared right into my eyes. This was crazy, he looked so serious. Either this guy was an amazing actor, or he was insane.
''My eyes, Madison. My eyes! You saw them. You saw my hybrid eyes. The yellowish colour? The crimson border around my pupil? I know you saw it! You noticed it!'' he was pleading with me to believe him.
''Kaii, I noticed your eyes! But why would they be brown now? Why do your eyes keep changing?!'' I challenged him to answer. He looked right at me and said: ''Because I saw another shifter,'' he said simply.
** So hey:) Thank you so much everyone for your favs and comments! Every single one of them means so much to me. Thankyouthankyouthankyou. Chapter six should be out tomorrow, I'm sorry about the cliff-hangers. But I just love leaving a chapter on a high! :D don't miss the reveal of who the other shifter in town is. That's if, Kaii's telling the truth. Right? ;) **

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Oh The Cherry Tree- Chapter four.
Mum obediently brought me a wet towel, and I began wiping away the blood from Kaii's chest and stomach. I couldn't see a direct injury, there was so much scarlet blood. Kaii was barely concious, I don't think he even recognised me.
''Kaii? Can you hear me?' I asked tentively. I had gotten a lot of the blood off, but I still couldn't see anything...it was just appearing out of nowhere. My towel was dripping with it and I didn't know where it was coming from. I started looking at his neck, his back, and everywhere else but found nothing.
''Mum?!?! I need a new towel!! I can't see where all this blood is coming from but he's losing too much!!'' I was screaming now, as loud as I could.
My Mum came running with a pile of towels and dropped them beside Kaii. She then fetched a basin of water and started helping me with getting it all out of the way. Towels, towels and more towels were completely scarlet. But eventually there was less and less of it, until Kaii's chest was cleared of the stuff. But we still couldn't see a direct cut, or slit or anything at all.
Kaii's complexion was returning back to normal and his breathing was steady. He looked completely healthy, like he was in a deep sleep.
Naturally, I tried to wake him up.
''Kaii? Kaii??'' I repeated again and again. He started mumbling. He was waking up.
''What...where am I..?'' He was back to that lazy, cocky voiced boy I'd seen at the coffee machine. Once he opened his eyes, I couldn't see a trace of mustard-yellow, or crimson, just a deep, chocolate brown.
''It's me. Maddie. We met at the library today. Remember me?'' I wasn't sure if he would.
''Yeah ..but Madison, where are we? Where did you find me?'' he asked.
''My Mum found you, somewhere or other. You were bleeding. A lot. We got you in here, but you haven't got any wounds...there was so much blood, just look at the towels we used to clean it all off.'' I hoped he'd understand what the hell was going on, because I sure didn't.
''Wow...uhhh...yeah. That is a lot of blood...'' he was squirming. He knew something.
''Mum is upstairs trying to find blackets to cover you up with. You can tell me what the hell's going on before she comes back. You turned up at my house barely concious and dripping with blood. You were pale as a ghost and your eyes weren't even open anymore. It took a dozen towels to clean all the blood off your chest but there isn't a papercut on your whole body. You slept like a baby on my couch for over an hour and now you seem healthy as a fish. Care to explain?'' I sounded as if I was accusing him. Good thing too, because I was.
''Look Madison, we all have our little secrets, okay? How about you keep this one for me? Just for a little while, alright? I'll take you out sometime and explain everything. Just don't tell anyone about this, please.'' he pleaded.
''Are you kidding me? How stupid do you expect me to be? Take me out sometime, after you've figured out the perfect lie? Pfft. No. You tell me now. Right now.'' I looked him right in the eye and he knew I wasn't budging.
''Madison Taylor...would you like to take a long, long walk with me, so that I can explain everything?''
**Chapter five comes out tomorrow, have fun with this one:) P.s, still not notifying. Don't particularly feel up to it when I have about 3 readers anyway..hopefully we'll pick up a few more along the way:)**

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Oh The Cherry Tree- Chapter three
The door was locked when I got home. Damn. I couldn't get Kaii's eyes out of my head. That mustard- yellow colour. That crimson border. The faster I got inside the better. I dialled Mum's number and called, but there was no answer. She must have been out somewhere. I went around the back, opening the rusty side-gate with a screech. ''Nails on a chalkboard,'' Dad would say. Then again, if Dad were here, the gate wouldn't be rusty, and it wouldn't screech. It would be oiled and it would open like a knife through butter.
Closing the gate again cautiously, I looked around. The back yard looked the same as ever. The same old swingset, the same out treehouse that Dad had made for me when I was younger, and the same old cherry tree in the back.
The cherry tree is exactly 57 years old. The woman who planted it in our garden died years ago. But I'd always loved the cherry tree. I loved watching it in the spring, blossoming into a pink haze. Mum wanted to have it cut down, she said it took up too much space. But Dad had refused, because he knew just how much Ioved it.
I didn't feel like going inside anymore. The way the cherry tree looked now was too enticing. Completely bare, not a spring bud to be seen. I walked to the back of the yard, taking care not to step on any of Mum's old flowerbeds. She never went out here anymore, so Charlie and I always left the flowers alone. As a reminder that our Mum was a woman once, even if she isn't the greatest of women now.
I sat on the lowest branch of the tree. The thickest. I was a thin girl, I wasn't scared of breaking any of the branches. But I was wearing boots that were definitely not for climbing, so I sat on the lowest, thickest branch.
And I sat there, and I wasn't afraid anymore. Whatever those eyes meant, what were the chances of ever seeing Kaii again? He'd said he was going to 'see me around' or whatever, but what were the chances of that ever happening again? I could stay at home for a few days, and steer clear of the library for a while.
As I thought things over, I calmed down. I didn't have to even think about Kaii's eyes, they weren't my concern. I would sit in my tree until I felt like it, then I would go inside when I felt like it, I would eat, sleep and wakeup when I felt like it, and neither Kaii nor his eyes had any say in it.
It turned out, I didn't feel like being out there for much longer. Not once it started snowing. I pulled my hoodie tighter around myself, and stuck my hands into my sleeves. I was gonna have to suck it up and keep warm until Mum got home.
Which wasn't much longer. Once I heard the car pulling up I jumped down from the cherry tree and ran outside.
''Maddie!! Help me! Quick, he's hurt!!'' Mum looked panicked.
I sprinted to the car, thinking something had happened to Charlie. But it wasn't Charlie in the car at all, it was Kaii. I guess all thought of staying away from him vanished right then.
He didn't have a shirt on, and there was blood. So much blood, I couldn't see what had actually happened to him. Mum was talking this whole time, but I only caught snippets of what she was saying.
''Found him-'' ''All alone-'' ''So much blood-'' I couldn't stand listening to her panicked voice.
''Shut up Mum. Shut up. Run to the door and unlock it, then help me lift him inside. Put him on the couch and get me a wet towel. Got it? GO!'' I hadn't ever shouted at my Mum before, or ordered her around. But she seemed glad to have someone telling her what to do. So she unlocked the door and came back. We both took one arm and half carried/dragged Kaii into the living room. We laid him on the coffee-coloured couch, and it was soon red with blood.
**I know, it's short today, but cliff hangers are always fun ;) Still not notifying, I don't think I've gotten enough feedback/interest yet :/ Tell yer friends kids! :D **

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Oh the Cherry Tree- chapter two.
I don't have a fancy house.
Plain and simple really, but beautiful, in its own way.
Three storeys high, whitewashed, with a little red door, and ivy sneaking up the walls, not at all neatly.
My father used to tell me stories about the past. Ones about Mum.
How much she had loved the garden, for example.
When they had first gotten the house, Mum was 19. Dad only 2 years older.
Mum was pregnant with me, and had to leave all thoughts of colledge behind.
She had hated it. She had hated staying at home when all her friends went off to study. When she found out she'd fallen pregnant, she had been devastated.
But then Dad got hold of the house.
It was pretty beat up, old and dusty, but Mum had loved it.
She fell in love with the garden, the ivy, the little cirular window by the kitchen.
She had re-painted the red door, to an even brighter red.
Dad told me she was never as beautiful as when she was working in the garden, her stomach fully bloated, singing.
''The voice of an angel I'd say,'' Dad would always tell me.
Mum disagreed. She adored Dad's voice. As she fell in love with the house, slowly but surely being rebuilt, with the garden, awakening at her hands, with Dad, who brought her so much laughter, she also fell in love with me.
That's what Dad said. That the garden had made her into a Mother. A mother to the plants, he'd say.
He told me about how radiant she was, pulling weeds here, watering there, moving this and putting soil in that. He said her smile was brighter than the sun.
Mum would tell me about Dad's singing, too. About how he sung to her through the kitchen window, when she was gardening.
How he'd sing songs about flowers, about summer, about nature. She looked so much younger when she told me about that.
Once Charlie was born, things changed. Dad was always working now, and never had time to tell me stories anymore. Mum was always busy with Charlie, and always argued with Dad. She said she needed help, that she couldn't raise two children by herself. Dad had argued back, saying she couldn't do it if they hadn't a roof over their heads either.
So the divorce took place. My parents tried, they really did, to console Charlie and I. They said sometimes love doesn't last forever, and they got along right up until Dad had to leave. They even hugged.
Dad moved to Pheonix, and we haven't seen him since. He sends monthly payments, the exact amount. Nothing more, nothing less. He sends Christmas presents and birthday cards, but he never wrote. He never communicated with any of us.
When he moved, Mum withdrew into herself.
She doesn't work in the garden anymore. She doesn't sing anymore, she doesn't tell any stories. She goes to work, makes dinner, makes supper, takes care of Charlie, brings us where we need to go, shows up on time.. She does what it expected of her. Nothing more, nothing less.
I think that it was real love, between my Mum and Dad. I think they went through some rough times, but I think it was real. I think they're both a little broken inside, I think they both want to go back to the times when they sang to eachother. When Mum was in the garden and Dad made tea in the kitchen, singing to her.

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Oh The Cherry Tree- Chapter one.
It's funny how when snow melts, everything is wet.
You go from wearing snow-boots to wellies, because everything is wet.
Because snow melts. Because winter ends.
Winter is my favourite season.
It never used to be, not until a very special winter one year.
I like to read. In the library. Wearing woolly socks and a hoodie.
I like the little corner of the library, the one with the brown beanbags near the coffee machine.
The beanbags are soft, made of brown leather. Old, too. I'm pretty sure people were sitting on those beanbags before I was even born. Very old, those beanbags.
The library is a nice place. It's got a fireplace, though no one is allowed read near it, in case one of the precious books falls in. Everyone in the library considers the books sacred, including me. It's true. Books are sacred. Without books, we wouldn't be able to keep record of anything. Our imaginations would be stuck in our heads, we wouldn't be able to write anything down. And that is why we have books. To preserve knowledge, imagination and creativity.
One particular afternoon, when I was wearing woolly socks and a hoodie, and reading a thick, old, withering book, I saw a boy.
He was tall. Atleast a foot taller then me. He was wearing a light blue shirt, with a dark blue tie. Navy jeans and black shoes. I wondered then why he was all dressed up, all he was doing was getting some coffee at the library, right?
He was standing in the line for the coffee machine, the same one from which I had gotten mine earlier. He had a funny little scar just above his left eyebrow. I had a feeling that wasn't just a 'falling down the stairs' sort of scar. It looked too clean. As if it had been cut clean with a knife. His hair was straggly, long and messy. Not greasy or dirty, just unkept. He looked about 2 or 3 years older than me. Sixteen or seventeen-ish. He had begun to shave, I could see that quite clearly. He looked bored, waiting for his coffee. I decided I had never in my life been shy, and that I wasn't about to start now. I needed an excuse to go talk to him though, and quick. I grabbed my sugar packet and stuffed it under the beanbag beside me. I slowly got up, and went for it.
''Hey.. could you pass me some sugar? I can't reach the top shelf,'' I sounded confident. Good.
''Sure,'' he said with a smile ''you don't look like you could.'' He was grinning now.
''We can't all be seven feet tall, you know,'' I scowled. That was my thing. Scowling.
He chuckled warmly, ''I'm only 6''4, I'm not that tall,''
He passed me the sugar and I walked away in a sulk.
Of course, I knew exactly what I was doing. By making a joke, acting angry and walking away, I had made an impression. He didn't know me, I was mysterious. A stranger. Something new and exciting.
So, inevitably, he followed.
I was already sitting in my beanbag with my coffee in one hand and my book in the other, looking comfy as ever, when he sat down next to me.
''So, since I've done you a favor, you can return it. Right?''
Pfft. This guy was easy. Now I had to act like I wasn't interested. I had to be a challenge.
''Well yes, I suppose I can. What is it that you want?''
''Your name. What's your name?''
My name? Okay, so he was taking it slow. Whatever.
''I'm Madison. Madison Taylor. But people call me Maddie.''
''Hey Madison. I'm Kaii. But people call me Kaii. You know, for short.''
I laughed.Kaii. Nice name. I liked it.
''Well Kaii, I believe I have indeed returned the favor. Anything else and you'll be in my debt,'' I said with a wink.
''I think I'll risk it,'' he smirked. ''I'm sure I'll find a way to repay you. Maybe you'll need help getting a book down from a shelf or something,''
Oh. That was good. Kudos, Kaii.
''Oh, you're funny,'' I scowled again. ''So what is it you want, then?''
''I want to know you. Tell me all about yourself, Madison,''
''Maddie. Call me Maddie.''
''No, I think I'd rather go with Madison.I prefer Madison.Now tell me all about yourself,'' He smiled at the last part, he seemed to be having fun.It was then that I first really noticed his eyes. They were almost...yellow. A mustard colour, with a blood red rim around the pupil. He suddenly didn't seem so harmless, so friendly. In fact, had he not been smiling, I would probably have believed he looked like a ... predator of some sort.
''I...I'm fifteen, I go to Hamilton High School...I have one brother and my parents are divorced-'' I was interruppted before I could finish though, Kaii had turned his head away from me at neck-breaking speed, it had almost seemed impossible to me.
''Kaii ..? Are you alright ...?'' I stammered out. I remember the stammering.
When he turned back to me, the red rim around his pupil had turned a wild shade of crimson.
''I have to go. I'll see you again, Madison,'' He said this with a different voice...it didn't seem like the person who was sitting right next to me was the guy at the coffee machine, he looked like a whole new person. In pain, almost.
He stood up and this time, he was the one marching away from me. He didn't even look back.
I didn't stay in the library. My brown beanbag wasn't comfy and soft anymore, my coffee had gone cold. I picked up my bag, shoved my book into the front pouch and stalked out. The old lady that worked behind the desk tried to call me back but I ignored her. There was a chill down my spine and I felt it was the time to go home.
* I don't know if I'm going to notify or not, it really depends on how many people are into this..Hopefully I'll get a couple of stories done, I particularly like this one and I really want it to reach it's peak. Thanks for reading<3*

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