Shredding

It had been a horrendously late night. Alex had spent all night working on a paper in the computer lab. She had most of the school year to work on it so why did she wait until the last minute? Procrastination of course, but also the fact that she had had so much on her plate the last week with Alice and Cole and everything she just couldn’t frame her mind around actually working on it and she paid the price tonight. Now she was looking forward to getting back to her room and skipping breakfast to get a hour or so of sleep before class actually started.

But then, as she walked down the hallway, she heard a god awful noise coming from the music room. What was that it, she wondered, it didn’t sound like any music she was familiar with was someone torturing cats with a rusty butter knife or something? Knowing she would regret doing it she decided to investigate anyways and opened the door. Standing there in the door way Alex crossed her arms and leaning her shoulder against the doorframe and stared at the girl abusing an electric guitar so badly that Hendrix began to spin in his grave.

“Hey!” She shouted, doubting the girl could hear her threw the noise and so she shouted a couple more times. When that appeared to have not worked she let out a heavy sigh and telekinetically unplugged the amp from the wall and the headphones out of her ears. “What the hell are you doing?” She asked at an above normal volume, her ears still ringing somewhat.

Alex’s eyes widened as she saw what the girl did. She shrank! Finally, even despite all the stuff she had seen at school that was definably new to her. And a little bit creepy. She had seen shape shifters at this school before, the lucky bastards, but she was pretty sure she never saw any of them shrink or do anything like this. It was fascinating to watch in its creepiness and as she watched the whole thing in reverse as the girl returned to normal it made her wonder what her own transformation looked like.

She felt a twinge of discomfort as the girl looked her up and down as she picked up on her thoughts. Crossing her arms across her chest she blushed a little. She was defiantly not used to that sort of thing from a girl.

“Well?” Alex asked, trying to deflect attention away from herself and back to the why this girl thought the axe needed to suffer.

Alex couldn’t help but smile at the girl’s enthusiasm. She was probably psychotic but it was still rather amusing. But she should probably never be near the girl and an open flame or sharp edges, Alex concluded, it would not end well. Probably.

“Alex.” She said. “Trapped here in this miserably place by way of Virginia and the Beltway. And don’t worry about it I doubt many people were around it to hear it anyways. Not at this hour at least.” Alex added at the end wishing she had just slept end and ran out the nurses and faked an emotional breakdown to get out of this work.

Alex shifted and churned on the inside as she heard the girls thoughts. She was pretty sure now that this girl was interested in her in ways that, if she was still a guy, would find completely awesome. But now she just wasn’t sure.

“Yeah, I’ve been here.” One, two, three, four, “Seven or eight months now. Time just kinda bleeds together now.” She swallowed a little gulp as the girl winked at her. Was she flirting, Alex wondered, and was tempted to just take a look deeper in her mind to find out but Alex still wasn’t comfortable doing that. “Yeah sure why not.” Alex finally agreed. She was heading that way anyways what’s the harm in walking with her.

Alex didn’t answer the first two questions as she could tell by her thoughts that Momoko already knew the answer. Then why did she ask? Was Alex making her nervous or something? Something about that notion made Alex laugh on the inside.

“Um… yeah sure I guess.” Alex answered the last question. By now the cafeteria should be open serving breakfast and after skipping dinner and sleep she needed to get something in her before she passed out from hunger and fatigue. “Don’t worry about it I was getting kinda hungry myself anyways.”