Jessica Allabey's Story

Jess pulled into the school parking lot, already late for her first class; great, this day was going great. She stumbled out of the car, slamming the door behind her only to walk a few inches and be slammed back- her bag caught in the door. Growling under her breath, she unlocked it once more and opened her door, releasing the stretched out bag back to her side. It didn’t take her long to start semi-running into the school, signing in at the front desk for being tardy and making her way to class.

Picking a meal was a delicate process for a Fae. Jill knew it wasn't very sensitive of her to think of her classmates as food, but it was necessary to narrow down her selection as she'd rather not feed from the same human twice in a row.

Last month; dumped by her boyfriend and dripping with heartbreak. And before that the guy who was too nervous to change in the locker room. Of course, there were other flavors to enjoy; those recently by the honeymoon phase of a teenage romance, or the victorious taste of someone who had just learned to drive. But positive emotions Jill felt weren't hers to take. Fear and sadness were just as delicious, and taking them was practically doing the humans a service.

Distantly Jill sensed frustration, strong and potent coming from the hallway, and squirmed involuntarily. She was thinking way to much about this. If it came to it, there were some "easy pickings" lined up that she could choose from after class.

The day was indeed getting slightly better- when she came through the doorway to enter the class, it seemed that the teacher and such weren’t present; giving her some time to sit down and get ready. Several friends approached her, giving her usual friendly greetings- how are you, what’s up, how’s your mornings, etc.
“It’s been good.” Is what always responds to questions like that; lying or not. Sure, her life may not be all that bad, but it didn’t seem like that to her. This morning, her grandmother- still listless as ever- had defecated on the chair; and due to the fact that Jessica’s mom had already left, she was the one to clean it up. Not wanting to go to school smelling like old woman’s feces, she had to jump into the shower and leave with a hustle.

It didn’t matter now though; she was at school- it should be better, right? Her lips parted slightly at that fact, her cheeks fattening from her hands closing around her face; all of this together was indeed a comedic sight with her brows furrowed together, deep in concentration.

When class was over, Jessica got up, her friends following her before departing to go to their next class; while she did have study hall next period, Jess still needed to get into her locker and visit the bathroom. She walked down the hallway, her eyes pinning onto everything within the hall as she got lost in her though, barely missing the slightly ajar door- any quicker and she would’ve missed it all together. She stopped, her eyes squinting through the cracked door as she witnessed two girls close together. At first, it just seemed like they were speaking to each other, but the more Jess looked, the more it looked like it had more to it.

None the less, Jessica shrugged before continuing her walk as she turned the corner to meet her locker. Jessica’s thoughts slightly ran through what was going on in the class room but fading as she grabbed her books and headed off to the bathroom. Once there, Jess splashed water onto her face to wake herself up and to relax herself with the cold water before walking to her next class.