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Arisa is positive of what you are, and she’s not the only one.”
    My vision was growing cloudy. I could barely hear what she was saying.
    But I did see her pull out and uncap something that resembled a pressurized needle.
    She plunged the needle into my neck.
    I felt a surge of liquid flood into me.
    “She’s not wrong. She was right about me—she’s right about you. She’s definitely not wrong!”
    Her elation was turning into desperation.
    What the Hell was she saying about me?
    Then she leaned close to me.
    I smelled the scent of her hair and her perfume as she whispered.
    “I’m sorry. This part is going to really hurt.”
    What—you don’t think I’m in pain already?
    She was looking at me, our noses only inches apart, when a burning sensation that exceeded the volcano of pain in my chest suddenly spread from my neck to the rest of my body.
    If she hadn’t been holding me down with her arms, I might have thrashed myself to pieces.
    As it was, the only reason I couldn’t scream was because I had no air in my lungs.
    That and the fact her mouth was smothering mine.
    Damn it! What a way to commemorate my first kiss – on the rooftop, with a knife wound to my chest, and a hot girl straddling my pain wracked body.
    I passed out without getting the opportunity to be grateful that I did.
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    (Caprice)
    I knelt on the rooftop with his head resting on my lap.
    It was the classic lap pillow, the kind some girls dream of giving their boyfriends.
    The kind guys dream of receiving from their girlfriends.
    The kind I never thought I’d be giving a boy when I got up this morning.
    He’d stopped thrashing a few minutes ago and fallen into a deep sleep.
    The wound was healed in mere minutes. It was frighteningly quick.
    No, I would say it was unnaturally quick, even for our kind.
    No doubt Arisa’s people would be interested to know that.
    I brushed away stray strands of hair from his forehead, and studied his sleeping face.
    Caelum Desanto…just who are you?
    I continued watching him, my face already hot from embarrassment as I gave him the lap pillow, but it grew even hotter when I considered what I’d just done.
    I closed my eyes and saw sparks in the darkness.
    My first kiss.
    I’d given away my first kiss.
    With my eyes still closed I shook my head.
    No, no, no. That didn’t count. It couldn’t count. I refuse to accept that as a kiss.
    I opened my eyes and studied him again.
    Why did I do that?
    I sighed softly.
    Because I wanted to.
    After all, I’d known about him for a month now, since Arisa first spoke to me about him, and this was even before the tests confirmed he was a candidate for Awakening. For a month, I’d kept his holo-photos with me on my palm-slate. When Arisa told me yesterday that I was to be her representative, I felt nervous, anxious, and yes…a little excited.
    I ran my fingers over the freshly healed wound on his chest, and made up my mind.
    If that kiss didn’t count, then the next one would.
    I leaned down, and keeping my long hair away from my face, I kissed him gently on the lips.
    This…was my first kiss.
    I drew back quickly fearing I’d woken him, but I realized he was just murmuring softly in his sleep.
    I dipped my head and listened.
    “…violet…seamless…violet…lacy….”
    My heart stopped, and then started up again a few moments later.
    I felt it galloping wildly in my chest, as a mad blush turned my face supernova scarlet.
    Dear gods in high heaven.
    He’d seen them.
    He’d definitely seen them.
    No wonder his eyes nearly popped out moments before I delivered that high kick to his chest.
    In that moment he’d witnessed my exclusive designer label, limited release, Midnight Parade, lacy violet panties with cute ruffles along the edges.
    It wasn’t just my first kiss I’d given him.
    I’d given him an exclusive view of my guilty pleasure!
    My mind overheated and blanked out.
    Without a doubt, I fainted on top of him.

Reflections – 1.
    When the Cataclysm