Sunday, August 3, 2014

Condemned 2

2
            “You ready to get some lunch, man?” Noah asked without pausing to knock or announce himself.
            I stuffed my journal back into my drawer and scowled at him. “Can’t you learn to give people any kind of warning before you just barge into their room? I mean, I could have been dissecting a pig in here.”
            “Yeah, I’m sure you were dissecting something.” He pointed to my drawer, which he assumed was full of dirty magazines. Noah laughed and backed out of the door. “I’ll just wait down stairs, then. Me and Kelly were having a nice chat without you, anyway.”
            I sighed and jumped off of my creaking bed. I’d grown again in both length and muscle mass. I immediately stripped off my shirt and went to my mirror, staring at my dark skin like I was an exhibit in a zoo. I twisted my torso and flexed, groaning and gagging at the sight of my abundance of unseemly body hair that was difficult to manage. It was a shame that I had to get my hair cut twice a week and shave at age sixteen just so I can look decent enough to leave the house.
            I glared at my muscular body with infamy. The last thing I needed was to put on more weight; my collection of shirts was wearing dangerously thin, and I wasn’t sure how much more stress my bed springs could take. Starting at my feet, my eyes slowly scrutinized every inch of my dark, almond skin. Every single scratch and scar stood out like blotches in on perfect skin. The enormous gash that ran from my right shoulder blade to my navel was a particular blotch that I’d love to be forgotten.
            As usual, my gaze paused and completely froze at my neck. Even after a full year, I couldn’t bring myself to look at my eyes again. The fear of what I’d see ran through my mind, and the image of the piercing red eyes from my dreams haunted every waking moment in front of a mirror. I wasn’t going to fold now.
            I flung on a tight, red shirt and bounded down stairs. Noah and Kelly were leaning across the counter from each other, practically kissing. They spoke in a random pattern of giggles and incoherent whispers. Despite all the noise I made coming down the steps, they hadn’t noticed me entering the room until I cleared my throat.
            “Oh, you finally ready, huh?” Noah straightened his back and refused to meet my gaze. He was often embarrassed when I teased him about his crush on my baby sister. He wasn’t a big fan of dating younger women, and he definitely didn’t have a problem with getting older girls.
            Noah was a pale blonde with smoldering golden eyes that matched his curls. He always made it a point to dress as fancy and flashy as possible whenever he went out, and his teeth couldn’t have been brighter if he tried. It was a shame his eyes couldn’t change like the rest of us, though. His life would be close to any kind of heaven, if times were different.
            “Yeah, if you’re done checking out my baby twin, that is.” I grinned and laughed at the two of them.
            “H-Hey, don’t talk like we’re dating or something!” Kelly stammered and kept her eyes glued to the tiled floor of our kitchen. She wasn't really good with boys, despite how pretty she was, but it wasn't like I was going to encourage her going out with every guy that begged for her hand in marriage.
            “Will you just come on already?” Noah didn't wait for me to follow him out of the kitchen. “I wanted to go to the mall today to. Maybe something interesting will happen around town, huh?”
            I grinned and hugged Kelly before I left. “It better not. I’m not interested in seeing another group of kids brought in. My nightmares are already full of my own problems.”
            Noah looked at me with soft eyes. “You’re weird, you know that? Of course I don’t want anymore kids, but what I meant was scoring a few babes.”
            “Are there any that you haven’t explored yet?” I said. “The Zone only stretches so far, and I swear you’ve flirted with every girl under the sun. Maybe you should give the freshmen a shot at all that blonde goodness that is Noah.”
            “Stop fooling, Justin! I’m serious! I’ve been down lately, in more ways than one, and I need a boost. I’m thinking a beech trip. Just the three of us.”
            “You, me, and the next girl you charm?” I asked.
            “You, me, and Kelly, fool. The triple threat.” Noah stared straight ahead as we walked. His ominous, serious tone wasn’t something he’d usually practiced in. “I think that getting away from this depressing setting will help with…coping.”
            “How about we go to East Sector for just a bit?” I realized that I was hesitating with my question, and I glared at him from the corner of my eye.

            Things were silent between us for a while. Only the sounds of cars and the activity of the city filled the void of no noise. Before he could answer, the daily news began to play on the Jumbo-Tron, and once again, there was death in our confined city.  

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