Chapter Two

Juana had always been these immaculate driver, she speeds up through the damping air of Rougesage, and I m getting into the ride , a ride is not just a back seating , but it is a ride, which makes you lively , carefree, and open towards the bracing holds of life, the surroundings are all green , just green as the emerald,

I clutched tightly the jacket of Juana's hag, and closed my eyes in a very discrete manner, the breeze is rushing and my heart is pondering, we could wrestle with each other , later sometimes, but the scene through the fog , the cluster of white juggling clouds is full of mysticism, a mystical route way of our passage towards college, the Petri choric earthly scent of after rain scenario is just making me go all over ecstatic,

I feel some small tingling sensation running like an electrica , to my every senses and nerves of a body, until I was about to open my mouth , to intake some fresh natural aerobes,

And was about to extend my arms, all my body is splashed and washed by a pool of muddy skimmings, "What the?" ,

"What the hell! That bloody son of a bitch! How fuckin' dare he to relocate such audacity of splashing mud.....I m gonna kill him, " Juana was in very much furious mood, when she had suddenly halted the bike aside of the road and I was just speechless although very angry ,

who was that bloody hunk of a trash piece, he must be some roadside vagabond, stranding heavy speeding and troubling the passengers, And one thing , that wonders me ,

is his rushing and skipping speed, the way he was making steeps through such wet road was really a mark of his over boarding driving, he was driving at the edge of knife, we both board off the bike and our clothes were deadpanned with the flagging slit drops over our dresses, I took out my one single monogamy handkerchief to wipe myself and Juana , I was in frightened mode, cause she was taking sharp breath, mostly escalating at very higher heights of inhaling,

"Just calm down! Ju , it might be with mistake ! Don't exasperate !" Trying to clean her with a tiny piece of cotton cloth , was surely not going to compose the volcanic mood of Juana.

" Are you just out of your butt, that brat should be taught a lesson, I know these goon ! They are sewage brewer, and I won't let it go ! " wiping her face with a plastic water from my bag pack, her creased eyebrows seemed to be a ditched throw.

"It's not what I mean? Kay....but being impulsive is not the term to solution, Going all feisty , may hurdle the situation, that's what m trying to say, " holding her Puma jacket ,

"Oh just shut the fucked , Valen ! You are really very silly , for forgiving people especially these types of Hounds, but just look at me! Do you think! I m all yours type ! No ! The answer is definitely a big booty No !, I can't forgive people, forgiveness is not my cup of tea, it never was and it never will, I had scribbled out his Bike's Number.

And he would definitely show my guts !" I was gawking her with my all wide brownies, Her voice was challenging and take no for wrong swift, just No ! For anything which was a pussyfoot !

We again set us to the bike, and she scooped me further to backseat and again, without a single word, we fled to Lapwing High school, our prestigious alma mater at the Wellward street , Northern Ireland, the entry gate was large amount of buzzing, we were tearing the crowd with broom of Dakar's roar ,

it kept swiping the bike, through the cremated lane with lots of planted trees of Alpines, with long needle like fir, and all those had a dew drop resting on their sharpest end, Sun was yet to rise, may be he was just off the duty , because at morning it was showing on my bed, and now it had been sealed behind the prison of those musty looking black clouds, But then also,I felt a heating nova, a strong flame , ready to burn ,

"A moth is destined to burn!" Her remarks were being stretched when she turned her rally, to the parking lot,

" 181 .LK .6996." She pronounced the Number plate, it was silverly dutch plate surmounted to the hip of that stunning bike,

"It's a Rosso ! Ducati Diavel, painted all Dark stealth, ferric out with lightening drug speed of 270 km/ph with a daunting engine of 1198 cc , 4V liquid cooled EFI" I was squealing the details, it's a magna rock ! Far better than Dakar's 180 km/ph and 450 cc. Engine combust, oh! That's why she had gone all nutty, because of this Monster Ducati bike ,

"Cut the crap , Valen ! You almost making me go deaf! Nothing much impressive ! Huh ....I would better show him his track, " listening her fuming words,

I feared because she was one of the bad ass girl, they term her not me, she was sexy and hell had a routing figure, but she just kept it behind her abs, a lot due to hitting continuous gym, I got to see, dusting the invisible dust off the coat,

she tilted her hard head from one side and then to other side, jerked her hands and stretch fully tightened her white turn knuckles, I was just following her like a squirm mice, doing squeaking !

Just like they do when they found food, or when they are going to trap, here I was trap, I made her a number of turned out plead , and requested her Not to shout, but she kept going on!

We barged in the Account section , There was no sign of him, then we moved to Library again found it was hopeless, Just as we went ahead and looking for that boy, Juana's hot brain of the gambling were making mercury flowing out of it, the eyeball of her Black eyes were looking like that they would just come out of their eye socket, god just have mercy on me !

Boys and girls were ogling at us with such a noisy expressions that , I can't even tell ! I was hanging my rusty head so low, because continuous staring and whispering was making me go all vibrating ,

"Whose doom day came , Lockhart?"

Casper asked with his toothy smile, no ! No just don't take it as a simple one, it was gross! And whole campus knew that whenever there is a wild hunt down , it must Be by Juana Graves, secondary sophomore of the Lapwing 's . and my role was just to simply follow her as one of her secretary , the honest and punctual secretary ! To support her with her aim of ranching someone's balls , or whatever .

I just gave Casper a wryly smile , and he winked at response, he is a totalling mad person, such a flirty, but his eyes were dark brown more brown than me, she was fast , I was slow, not slow , slow. Slower. Slowest . so I was slowest.

"Tell me the rest of the details.. Later." He waved seating on the café branch, with a pack of his lazy friends ! What a match ! A laggy boy with bunch of sloths, I just shrugged to him.

"What Are Ya, Doin' with that fool !

Miss . "Valentina Timothy Lockhart !" Juana shouted on the top of her lungs, and she just took my full name , but she never had taken it.

"I just, just ! Lost ! Comin' ya " I matched my fast pace, and she turn towards the laboratory .Where it was on plate, top of 5 feet more than my own actual length, she made a pause, and an evil smirk showed its dancing steps over her lips, I gulped for one , for two and for three, he is dead.

It was a science laboratory, typical everywhere was flask, burette , pipette, sulphur pot, well that stinks! I might got to remember the Haber's process, no ! No , I had to be with her, she was moving with the speed all carefully not to wreck down a single piece of glass, the room is all chemically immune, concentrated H two S O , four and some Chitties like potassium ,

I couldn't find any single man there, so why searching down here, did the anger of jealousy had affected her brain on that much scale , that my poor single best friend , best best friend is lunar!

"Ju! There's no one to be spotted around!" I nibbled to her ears, but she was again smirking, and now this time with a broader one.

"Just keep me following, the rat is hiding inside its hole, " her answer for once, amused me ! Really ! So where was his hole and where did he was in cubed .

Juana turn out , the knob of a book stand filled with all chemical books, I gasp ! There was hideous locking room inside, we both stepped in , and I found one leukemic like man in his grey blue mixed hooding, his hands were itching , and he was struggling to find something, what is the way of him behaving like this! Was he I'll or crazy like Juana, who was he? A criminal or a underrated sadist! Don't have answer.

"Looking for this! I guess!" Juana offered him the packet , it was all white, wait ! Did he.....don't tell me.!

God ! Was he that much out of his mind, addicted! Injected and worst of all debilitated with his weak appearance . it was a pack of cocaine!!! he was not listening for sure he was not a deaf, because his eyes ! Were going all scanning but he didn't subscribed to Juana 's words,

"Hey ! You bloody Drugist , injected yourself that much, that even all your brain cells are at stake ! I m talking to you ! Bastard." Juana made a foot thumping and grabbed him by his collar, her action was so quick! That I was mere a spectator in this sombre , dark , dungeon like place, they were having a war, but I was sandwiched between the two. I still couldn't see his face.

It was like he was sulked. But what happened next was out of my imagination, the hoodie grab her back and pushed her with so much strength, that she scattered to the floor, and her head got a cut ! I ran through her to pick her up, small tinge of red droplets were forming on the beach of her head,

"Don't dare to Laid on me." Were the final and first word , came from his deep husky voice mixed with anger, flooded with wrath, I don't know ! What was affecting me because he was nothing to be wonder, but He was blood drinking ghoul with charismatic ghostly appearance...he sprinted like a tornado with his long legs, which I got to notice first time, had a black pant on!