Strife

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
Eris, Goddess of Strife, reincarnated as Belana, does what she does best.

Submitted: July 30, 2010

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Submitted: July 30, 2010

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“Belana!” Paul called out. Belana laughed with her friends and kept walking. They could hear Paul making his way through the crowd of teenagers within the school’s halls.
“He’s dying to be with you,” Alicia whispered.
“He’s a dog in heat,” Belana muttered.
“Dog is right. You know he has a girlfriend?” Alicia pointed out.
“She goes to Jeffereson,” Belana shrugged.
“Belana, hold up!” Paul called out again.
“I’ll catch up with you guys later,” Belana told her friends.
“See ya.”
“Good luck.”
Belana turned and went into an empty classroom. Paul ran in behind her, shutting the door. She dropped her bag onto a desk and slowly turned to face her stalker. She raised her pale blue eyes slowly to meet his, a shy smile on her ruby lips. Paul sighed, then rushed towards her, taking her into his arms. She continued staring at him, demurely. Paul brought his mouth to her throat, tasting her skin, even as his hands explored her body. She sighed as his hands slid under blouse, his fingers pinching her nipples through her bra.
Lana pulled away.
“We can’t, your girlfriend,” she groaned.
“She’ll never find out,” he whispered.
She smiled and wrapped her arms around, kissing him and rubbing against his body. She encouraged him and moaned when he touched her again and again.
An hour later, Belana was walking into the ladies restroom and pulled out her cell phone. She typed in a number and pressed send. It rang a couple of times before a female’s voice came on the line.
“Hello?”
Belana smiled, letting the silence stretch awkwardly.
“Um, hello?” she asked again.
“Lucy?” Belana asked, gently.
“Yeah?”
“I’m sorry,” Belana sobbed. “ I wanted you to find out about Paul.”
“Paul? Who is this?” Lucy demanded.
“I only just found out he had a girlfriend. I’m sorry, but Paul and I,” she paused for dramatic effect.
“What? Wait! Are you telling me he’s cheated on me?” It’s a week before Prom!” Lucy screeched.
“I’m really sorry.” Lana hung up the phone, smirking. She ran her hand over the phone, it looked to shiver and then was still. She clicked it on and sent a picture message to Lucy, a picture of Paul her having sex on the teacher’s desk. She sniggered, knowing the damage she was going to cause. She looked at the message details, making sure the phone number was different and sent the message whizzing to Lucy. She waved her hand over the phone, causing it to shiver again. When it was done, her phone rang. She clicked it on.
“I’ll be there in two minutes.”
Lana checked her make-up and hair, then left the restroom. Her heels clicked on the floor, echoing down the school’s vacant hallway. She exited the school, hurrying down the steps to the parking lot. She walked to the black Honda Accord and got into the passenger’s side.
“Michief and mayhem accomplished,” she announced to the driver.
“What would a day be like without M&M?” Harmony laughed. Lana joined in.
“So, was it Paul?”
“Of course.”
“And what’d he do, exactly?” Harmony asked, as she put the car in gear and drove off.
“Well, he started by kissing my neck,” Lana began.
“No, no. Why’d you select him, Sister?” Harmony corrected. Lana laughed.
“He’s hot,” she shrugged.
“Too much more of this and there won’t be any boys left in school you haven’t gone through,” Harmony warned. She pulled into their drive way and parked the car. The girls got out and went inside their house, into their perspective rooms.
Lana threw her stuff down onto her bed and sat down at her vanity, and began pulling her brush through her golden blond hair. After a moment she looked at her reflection and saw her twin sister looking at her. Lana set her brush down and turned around.
“Yes, Sister?” she asked. Harmony shrugged then ran her fingers through her jet black hair. Their features were exactly identical: high cheekbones, heart shaped mouth, vivid blue eyes; however, their one difference was their hair. Harmony had long jet black hair, so black it shone blue in the light; while Belana had golden locks. They were as different as night and day, but were fiercely loyal to one another.
Harmony sighed. “I’m just bored.”
“Well, do something.”
“I dunno what I want to do,” Harmony complained.
“Use somebody, that’s what always makes me feel better,” Lana laughed.
“You know I’m interested in that kind of thing,” Harmony scolded.
“You should try it, at least once.”
Harmony shrugged.
“There’s gotta be something to fill the boredom,” Lana said. “Maybe its time to get your necklace out again, that sure was fun the last time.” Harmony grimaced, causing Lana to laugh.
“It wasn’t that bad,” Lana laughed.
“No thank you. I want fun without trouble,” Harmony clarified.
“How is that fun then?” Lana pouted to herself in the mirror. Harmony rolled her eyes.
“I need something to do. Something more.”
Lana groaned. “You’re already a straight A student, on student council, in choir, captain of the girls basketball team, and you volunteer at the old folk’s home downtown. And now you want more?”
“Yeah, it’s not like that’s all that much.”
Lana shook her head, disbelieving.
“Do you think you’re going about Father’s instructions the right way?”
“What do you mean?” Harmony asked. She crossed the room and sat on her sister’s bed.
“You’re not living it up! You’re doing all sorts of things for others, but nothing for yourself,” Lana pointed out.
“Everything I do is for myself. I wouldn’t do any of those things if I didn’t want to, didn’t enjoy them,” Harmony countered.
“Yeah, but you don’t do anything solely and completely for you. You do nothing selfish.”


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