Midnight Blood (Born Immortal) Read Free Page B

snow this year, but I can still capture the waterfall. I can’t wait until spring is over and I can draw the final stage.
    “Mmm, I can’t wait to see it,” Sarah replied.
    Shayna never showed anyone an unfinished project. She felt it was bad luck.
    “Smells great mom,” Melina said as she thundered down the stairs.
    The two girls sat down at the table in the dining room and Sarah brought the food in. She placed the spaghetti and garlic bread on the table and headed back to the kitchen. The smells of the food seemed overpowering to Shayna, it smelled so delicious.
    “Is your registration for NYU completed and ready for this fall?” Sarah asked when she returned.
    “Almost,” Shayna swallowed a bite of spaghetti, “I still have to send in my transcripts.”
    “And when are you doing that?”
    “Mrs.Wade in the office told me she would have everything ready for me by the end of the week,” Shayna smiled.
    “Just can’t wait to get out of here can you?” Melina accused.
    “Like you would miss me!” Shayna said  teasingly.
    “Shay,” Melina looked at her sister. “Just because you’re boring and we don’t hang out, doesn’t mean I won’t miss you.”
    “Awe shucks, Mel,” Shayna pretended to be embarassed, and smiled, “You’re a peach.”
    They talked about the girls plans for college the rest of dinner. Melina had plans to go to Michigan State University to major in Journalism. She loved gossip. Shayna was going to New York University to major in art. She wanted to illustrate novel covers. They weren’t like most students at the Art Acadamy, most of the students weren’t even from Michigan, let alone the US. They never understood why they had to attend the academy, but their father had insisted.
    When dinner was over, Melina went to the living room, and sprawled out on the couch, remote control in hand. Shayna helped Sarah clean up the kitchen. They worked in silence, Shayna too busy thinking about Cain to start a conversation, and Sarah sensing Shayna in deep thought, and not wanting to interrupt.
    When they were done, Shayna went upstairs to run herself a bath. She went to her room, and grabbed Utopia out of her backpack and her robe and went to the bathroom. She turned on the water and poured some vanilla oil in the water, and lit an inscent stick. The inscent seemed stronger than ever to her tonight, everything smelled stronger to her tonight. Was the change already happening? She thought. Is this part of it? Shayna took off her clothes and slid into the big clawfoot tub. She left Utopia on her robe on the bathroom floor, and sank back, closing her eyes.
     
    The creek babbled over the waterfall, splashing onto the rocks below. It was spring. Shayna had come to the waterfall to be alone and think about her father. He was missing everything. Her eighteenth birthday, graduation, everything. A tear fell down her cheek. He had written in the letter she found, in Utopia two years ago, that he would return to her before her eighteenth birthday. If he didn’t that he was truly dead. She would be in this alone.
    Suddenly a familiar feeling swept through her. She looked up to the top of the waterfall. There he was, not her father, but her dream boy, standing at the top of the waterfall smiling down at her. She stepped towards him, and he started to walk down the jagged path next to the waterfall, toward her. As he got closer he held out his hand to her, he was so beautiful. She couldn’t believe this was happening. She slowly reached her hand out to him waiting for the touch.
    “Shayna,” she heard from above, right as their fingertips were about to touch. She recognized that voice, a different voice, a soft and musical voice. She looked up again to the waterfall. It was Cain. What was he doing here? What was going on?With his eyes, he smiled down at her. Her heart melted, and her stomach swam. “Shayna,” he said once again. Her name sounded beautiful when he said it. She remembered the other