liked their privacy.
“Well, it’s actually Jackie but I like the name Jasmine.” I tried not to blush, fiddling with my backpack straps, and readjusting my skirt.
Cam smiled bigger. “I like it, but I might have to call you Jack. ”
“Jack. Why?”
Cam’s eyes shone with happiness. “You look like a Jack.”
“I do?” I thought Jack was a boy name. I shrugged. “I guess that’s fine.”
Cam squeezed my hand and pulled me along as he turned right. The sign above the door said OFFICE.
Cam walked me over to the tall counter. A gorgeous girl with blonde hair and bright blue eyes sat behind the desk. “What’s up, Cam?”
“Hey Sydney. ”
Cam turned to me. “This is Sydney. She’s the student aide during first period.”
“Hi,” I said and waved.
Cam went on, “This new girl,” he pointed to me, “has been caught in our web of evil and is here to attend our scary school.” He did a faux laugh, like a villain.
Sydney snickered. “What’s your name?” S he gave me a once over.
This time I was prepared with the correct name. “Jackie Ryder.” I glanced at Cam.
He slapped his palm on the counter. “We’re going to call her Jack though, because it suits her.”
“Okay.” She pressed some letters on a machine and then stood. “Be right back. You need to speak with the counselor, Mr. Butters.”
Cam gave me a horrified look.
“What?” I asked after Sydney walked away.
“Mr. Butters is crazy and he looks even crazier.”
I giggled nervously and pulled at my hair. “Really?”
“He’s looks like Einstein.”
“Ohhhh,” I said, even though I had no idea who Einstein was. And that had me worried.
“You’ll be okay though. Just don’t look at him for too long or you might turn to stone.” He patted my hand.
When I gasped, he laughed. “I’m totally kidding.” Then his face grew serious. “Don’t test the theory though.”
“Right.” I couldn’t tell when Cam was serious or joking. He kept bouncing back and forth.
Sydney came out of the office behind the desk with a man wearing a green bow tie, a blue, green, and white plaid shirt, and tan pants. His hair was thick and white like the driven snow. He had bushy salt and pepper eyebrows and a matching mustache.
“See?” Cam whispered.
I nodded. If that’s what Einstein looked like, he must’ve been a character.
Mr. Butters came around the desk. “Hello, Jackie.” His voice was crackly and had an accent.
I took his hand and shook, knowing t hat was a human custom. “Hello.”
Mr. Butters wrinkled his nose, which made his thick mustache move like a caterp illar. “Let’s go into my office and we can discuss which classes will work best.” He motioned for me to follow him.
I cast a glance at Cam , who shrugged. “Have fun, Jack. I’ll look for you at lunch.” He turned and walked out.
My shoulders folded in. I kind of already felt ready to quit. Why had I thought I would like living in the human world? I had nothing in common with them.
“Jackie.” Mr. Butters stood at the entrance to his office.
I went inside.
“Have a seat.” He shut the door as I sat in one of the cloth-covered chairs in front of his desk. When he was seated he asked, “Do you prefer to go by Jack? I heard Cameron call you Jack.”
“Sure.”
“Okay, then, Jack. Give me a second to pull up your file.”
While he tapped some keys I perused his desk. The top was a mess, with an assortment of papers, books, a screen and a telephone, which I’d never actually seen before, but had heard about. He opened his drawer and took out a tin. Then he opened it, pulled out something round and white and popped it in his mouth. “Want one?” he asked, holding the tin out for me.
It smelled like peppermint. “No thanks. I’m good.” One thing I did notice was that the strong peppermint scent blocked out a lot of the smell of blood. I’d have to remember that. Maybe I could wear a peppermint necklace around my neck so that I
“Well, it’s actually Jackie but I like the name Jasmine.” I tried not to blush, fiddling with my backpack straps, and readjusting my skirt.
Cam smiled bigger. “I like it, but I might have to call you Jack. ”
“Jack. Why?”
Cam’s eyes shone with happiness. “You look like a Jack.”
“I do?” I thought Jack was a boy name. I shrugged. “I guess that’s fine.”
Cam squeezed my hand and pulled me along as he turned right. The sign above the door said OFFICE.
Cam walked me over to the tall counter. A gorgeous girl with blonde hair and bright blue eyes sat behind the desk. “What’s up, Cam?”
“Hey Sydney. ”
Cam turned to me. “This is Sydney. She’s the student aide during first period.”
“Hi,” I said and waved.
Cam went on, “This new girl,” he pointed to me, “has been caught in our web of evil and is here to attend our scary school.” He did a faux laugh, like a villain.
Sydney snickered. “What’s your name?” S he gave me a once over.
This time I was prepared with the correct name. “Jackie Ryder.” I glanced at Cam.
He slapped his palm on the counter. “We’re going to call her Jack though, because it suits her.”
“Okay.” She pressed some letters on a machine and then stood. “Be right back. You need to speak with the counselor, Mr. Butters.”
Cam gave me a horrified look.
“What?” I asked after Sydney walked away.
“Mr. Butters is crazy and he looks even crazier.”
I giggled nervously and pulled at my hair. “Really?”
“He’s looks like Einstein.”
“Ohhhh,” I said, even though I had no idea who Einstein was. And that had me worried.
“You’ll be okay though. Just don’t look at him for too long or you might turn to stone.” He patted my hand.
When I gasped, he laughed. “I’m totally kidding.” Then his face grew serious. “Don’t test the theory though.”
“Right.” I couldn’t tell when Cam was serious or joking. He kept bouncing back and forth.
Sydney came out of the office behind the desk with a man wearing a green bow tie, a blue, green, and white plaid shirt, and tan pants. His hair was thick and white like the driven snow. He had bushy salt and pepper eyebrows and a matching mustache.
“See?” Cam whispered.
I nodded. If that’s what Einstein looked like, he must’ve been a character.
Mr. Butters came around the desk. “Hello, Jackie.” His voice was crackly and had an accent.
I took his hand and shook, knowing t hat was a human custom. “Hello.”
Mr. Butters wrinkled his nose, which made his thick mustache move like a caterp illar. “Let’s go into my office and we can discuss which classes will work best.” He motioned for me to follow him.
I cast a glance at Cam , who shrugged. “Have fun, Jack. I’ll look for you at lunch.” He turned and walked out.
My shoulders folded in. I kind of already felt ready to quit. Why had I thought I would like living in the human world? I had nothing in common with them.
“Jackie.” Mr. Butters stood at the entrance to his office.
I went inside.
“Have a seat.” He shut the door as I sat in one of the cloth-covered chairs in front of his desk. When he was seated he asked, “Do you prefer to go by Jack? I heard Cameron call you Jack.”
“Sure.”
“Okay, then, Jack. Give me a second to pull up your file.”
While he tapped some keys I perused his desk. The top was a mess, with an assortment of papers, books, a screen and a telephone, which I’d never actually seen before, but had heard about. He opened his drawer and took out a tin. Then he opened it, pulled out something round and white and popped it in his mouth. “Want one?” he asked, holding the tin out for me.
It smelled like peppermint. “No thanks. I’m good.” One thing I did notice was that the strong peppermint scent blocked out a lot of the smell of blood. I’d have to remember that. Maybe I could wear a peppermint necklace around my neck so that I
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