Devils Roses 04 - Witch

face, as huge hands grabbed her skinny arms and pulled her into its embrace. She ignored it all, filled with the joy the vision of her sister provided. She felt herself get lost in the sunlight the long blond cape brought with it.

    Wolfville, Maine Present Day

    Ophelia

    “Did you see her eyes last night? That was freaky. They went all black.”
    “I think she’s on drugs. She moved the pointer with her hands. I saw her. My brother’s eyes looked like that when he did X. I don’t know how she's related to Abbey.”
    "I know right."
    She tried to ignore the whispers. She couldn’t believe they would say such mean things. She hadn’t moved the stupid marker. The board had been jinxed. Something came through.
    She shot a glare at the stupid plastics.
    “You never gave me my paper back.” The words left her mouth only slightly louder than a whisper. She still glared at the girls watching her.
    She turned back to see Mr. Paulson glance up from the stack of quiz papers he was about to hand out, “Sorry kid. Let me see if I can find it.”
    He picked up his briefcase and flipped through it, “Ah here it is. Jeeze sorry I never marked it. Let me do it quickly now okay?”
    “Okay.”
    The whispers got louder. She felt her skin start to crawl as a shiver crossed her.
    She turned her gaze to the girls in the corner shooting glances at her.
    Mr. Paulson ran through the paper quickly, his eyebrows rose several times. He never underlined a single thing. He never found a single mistake. He whistled and passed it back with an A+.
    “Nice work kid.”
    She took the paper and looked over at the popular girls still whispering. She should never have gone to the stupid party. She didn’t belong with them.
    She didn’t even like them. They talked about whichever girl couldn’t make it to whatever function they were at. Backstabbing beotches was what Noams called them.
    She couldn’t believe Abbey had wanted her to go to the stupid sleep over. She never should have gone. She should have stayed home with Mackenzie and Naomi to watch the Scream movies back to back like she had planned.
    She took her seat as Mr. Paulson handed out the new quiz. As the paper landed in her fingers she felt her head grow heavy. She struggled to remain upright.
    She looked up from her desk to watch Jake for the smallest of moments. His smile and confidence oozed across the classroom. His eyes caught hers, bringing a smile across his lips. Her heart jumped at him taking notice of her. Then as quickly as it was there it was gone. He looked away as if confused. It took him a second to bounce back into the quiz paper sitting in front of him.
    “No talking. You have fifteen minutes to complete this. When you’re done keep it turned over on your desk.”
    She looked down at the questions but the page fuzzed out. She wiped a trembling hand across her face. Her forehead was covered in sweat.
    “She’s sweating like a coke head freak. We should phone and report her.”
    “Shhhh. Eyes on the test people.”
    “Look at her now. Her freaking eyes are all black. She’s doing drugs I’m telling you.”
    The whispers were driving her nuts.
    She felt herself sway.
    “Oh shit Ophelia has got some side boob. Thank you Jesus for the side boob.”
    She looked down at her tank top and readjusted it. She looked at the boy next to her and scowled. He raised an eyebrow and smirked.
    “Oh my god she looks like she’s gonna puke. God if she does I hope she turns away from me. Sweet god, don’t barf near me. Please turn the other way.”
    She frowned at him again. His voice rang in her head but his lips didn’t move.
    “She is gonna puke. I think she took too much. Typical emo slut. They always eff up and take too much.”
    She looked up at the girls in the far corner. Their hands covered their mouths as they whispered. They were twelve desks away from her. How was she hearing them? Or the boy next to her? How were the people next to the mean girls not hearing them? Everyone had their eyes on their tests except the mean girls and the boy next to her.
    “Shhhh. Eyes on your tests.” Mr. Paulson spoke from his desk but still never lifted his eyes. He tended to repeat himself whether they spoke or not.
    "She is such an emo dork. I heard Abbey had to stop her from cutting herself the other day. She was all trying to commit suicide with those other emo sluts. I heard she likes Jake. What a loser."
    "Abbey must be so ashamed."
    It was a lie. She never cut