Wing Clipping/2

This girl, she was strange. Blakemore blinked as she watched the newcomer fall all over herself in an attempt to explain, but outwardly showed no reaction.

"I'm Jasper. I thought no one was in here." The girl excused herself.

Blake tilted her head to the side. She wasn't afraid of her. She must not have known her. "''Perfect chance to showcase your full power." ''Blake wanted to smack the side of her head to get the whispery voice to stop bugging her, but she knew that would just encourage it.

"I guess I should go..." Jasper tried to leave, but Blake surprised herself by shooting her hand out to stop her.

The reason was simple. Blake knew the voices were getting louder and she didn't want to be left alone with them. She normally could ignore them, but now that she had a distraction, it would be nice to keep the distraction with her.

Jasper looked down at their joined hands without saying a word, then smiled. "What's your name?"

Blake stared at her blankly. She kind of wasn't expecting to get this far. "''Such a nice subject for us to annihilate, isn't it?" ''Blake couldn't stop the whimper that slipped out of her mouth.

"Are you okay?" Jasper asked.

Why had Blake thought this would be a good idea? Now that she had willingly let Jasper into her life, even slightly, the voices were becoming even louder and forceful.

She tried to back away, but she tripped over a piece of wood, winding up flat on her bottom. It was only thanks to years of practice keeping up this facade that she was able to remain expressionless.

Jasper cautiously crept towards her, helping her up. She noticed the book on the floor. "Let me get that for you."

She studied the writing on the cover for a few seconds. "Blakemore Swanson... I wonder if people just call you Blake."