Coven's P.O.V

I glared at the head of blonde hair with a fiery passion. How the hell did he get back here anyways?

Reaching for my apple core, I carefully watched as he hoisted his backpack over his shoulders and peered around the forest. Apple core in my hand, I dropped it on his head. 

The core fell, and eventually hit his head of dirty blonde hair. I watched as he cursed wildly while rubbing his head of hair.

"Fucking shit," he yelled. I watched as his gaze averted to the place where the piece of fruit had fallen from. His light brown eyes glancing up into the tangle of leaves and the maze of branches, a smug look covered my face as I went back to snacking on my chips.

"Hey! You!" A familiar voice called. Sighing, I put another chip in my mouth and stared at a blue jay that was flying away, obviously disturbed by the screaming that came out of that boy's mouth. 

"Hello?" He questioned. I ran my tongue over my teeth and shook the bag for more snacks, ignoring him blatantly.

I heard loud, crackling noises coming from the forest floor, but continued on tasting the healthy organic jalapeno chips that you can get at your nearest market. Now I'll show you my bright white teeth and definetly not demonic expression.

A pinecone whizzed by my head and I couldn't help but be a tiny bit startled. It's not everyday where you're almost killed when your up in a tree that's in a forest that's honestly, quite far from humanity. The authorities probably wouldn't find my corpse for a good day or two. 

"Yeah bitch, that's right! I threw that pinecone! Square up!" He was jumping up and down comically and a chuckle escaped my mouth. Aw, he was cute. Thinking he could actually attempt to injure me and get away with it. Such an innocent child. 

Making sure my snacks were secured, I climbed down the tree to meet with that fool face to face.  Jumping down from the last branch, I took the advantage of being in the air to punch his nose.

He stumbled back, trying to regain his balance clumsily while clutching his nose. I looked into his eyes that shot daggers at me.

"What the hell?" He screamed. Blood was making its way down his chin slowly and leaving a dull red stain on his face.

"You said square up, so I did. Can't take a punch Mr. West Virginia?" I taunted him, laughter evident in my voice with a smug look plastered on my face.

"I said square up, not karate up. If you didn't know, a square is a parallelogram while a karate is not an exsistent shape," he told me, his words holding a matter-of-fact tone.

Rolling my eyes, I grabbed the bottle from inside my pocket and took a swig. Stashing my hands and the drink inside the pockets of my sweatshirt, I walked away, kicking leaves and branches.

"Hey!" He yelled after me. Ignoring his screams,  I kept on lifting my feet off the ground to wander back to the small town of New Hope, Kansas. "Hello!" Sighing out loud, I tried to drown him out with the crunching of leaves and the snapping of twigs. Footsteps could be heard and I soon felt a hand on my shoulder. On instinct, I grabbed the hand and twisted his arm, making him shriek out in pain.

"Can you stop hurting me? I'm sorry that I told you karate was not a shape!" His nosebleed had stopped, but a path of dried blood was still on his face for the whole world to see.

"Your apology acceptance is pending," I told him, my voice monotone as I began my journey to civilization once again. 

His footsteps rang through my ears and I swiveled around to face him once again.

"Can you not?" I asked while he looked at me with wide eyes.

"Not what?" He questioned.

"Not follow me and not breathe on me with your room temperature breath," I said.

"Well, we live in the same town so sorry," he shrugged his shoulders after his sarcastic comment.

"Then why don't you wait here while I walk to town and once I'm out of your line of sight you can start on your way?" I started walking once again, but his footsteps were still audible in my ears.

Turning around swiftly, I glared at him. He smiled innocently at me and held onto his backpack's straps a little harder. I sighed in defeat. 

"What the hell do you want?" I grumbled.

"The real question is, what do you want?" He asked me. I looked around the forest, thinking an ice-cream truck would be around somewhere and he was treating me to free food. He must have seen my confusion because he then clarified. "I mean, don't you want, I don't know a friend?"

Looking at him with bored and slightly confused eyes, I started turning around again to escape this nut job.

He followed me. Persistent he was, may have to hit that out of him.

"Look," he said out pf nowhere. "Let's make a deal."

I exhaled loudly and turned to face him once again. 

"I'll stop following you, if you do one thing for me." A smile snaked onto his face, making me narrow my eyes in suspicion.

"What?" I grumbled, scuffing my feet on the jagged pebbles beneath the layers of leaves.

"You sit with my friends and I at lunch," he told me, smiling wildly.

"Nope, no way." I ran to town, but he was quick and I soon heard his voice bless my ears once again.

"Come on!" He begged. "Just for one period. 45 minutes! It's not that long!" The leaves crunched under his heavy steps. "God, how do you run so fast?" He panted. 

I kept my pace, ignoring his screams of despair. "Coven! Stop!"

I jogged into town, and slipped in an alleyway between a southern barbeque restaurant and a stationary shop. His screams got softer as he was nearing town, and soon they weren't even audible. 

Slipping through the shadows, I kept an eye out for him. Smiley from West Virginia is definetly on my hit list, but I was too lazy to actually kill him.

Author's Note

Hey my dudes. Sorry I haven't updated this book in a while. I'm a loser, I know. Since I am finished with Out Late Sipping Milkshakes, I have more time to update this! Anyways, hope you enjoyed the chapter. Love y'all!

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