Snow White Sorrow by Cameron Jace

the night away. He imagined sheep playing in a green field in Heaven, making their happy sounds: baa, baa ever after . It was a lovely image, and he wished it were true. He thought he wouldn’t mind if he were a sheep as long as he was forgiven and allowed back home. As he drowsed off, he spotted two black sheep, which the other sheep avoided. Closer, he discovered he was one of the two sheep, but he was already asleep before he could see who the other sheep was.
    While snoring in his sleep, the song the children were singing slipped into his dream. He could finally hear the words while the kids clicked their feet to the beat:

    Snow White one, Snow White two,
    Sorrow was coming out for you.
    Snow White three, Snow White four,
    Black as night, go lock your door.
    Snow White five, Snow White six,
    Blood red lips and crucifix
    Snow White seven, Snow White eight,
    White as snow, don’t stay out late.
    Snow White Nine, Snow White ten,
    Snow White now killed Snow White then.

6
Rumpelstein High

    In the morning, Loki woke up to a knocking on his Cadillac’s window.
    “Are you singing in your sleep?” Lucy asked with her nose pressing to the window from outside, her face blocking the sun.
    Loki straightened up in his seat with drowsy eyes, shooing her nose away from behind the glass. Lucy backed up as he rolled down the squeaky window.
    “Good morning to you, too,” Loki said, sticking his neck out to look at the parking lot. It was blooming with cars and students, and seemed utterly normal in daylight. “I was singing? What was I singing?” he wondered with one eye closed, his other eye trying to make peace with the glaring sun. “What is with the changing weather here in Sorrow?” he whispered to himelf sleepily.
    “Some silly rhyme,” Lucy remarked. Her face glowed with energy, and her blonde hair was marvelously waist-long. Even now, Lucy didn’t look like she was dressed for school. She looked as if she were going out to another party. Loki wondered if the demon girl he’d been in love with before looked as pretty as her. “You were singing something like: One-two-I-love-you . Like a nursery rhyme, you know? And you were also snoring. I detest boys who snore,” Lucy added.
    I was singing a song I learned from little girls who I couldn’t see?
    “Who said I want you to love me?” Loki rubbed his eyes with both hands. “Besides, don’t blame a guy who comes from a place called Snoring when he’s snoring . It’s like our national anthem.”
    “Do all people in Snoring look so scared in their sleep? Nightmares much?” she folded her hands before her.
    “I’m a Dreamhunter. I eat nightmares for dinner,” Loki said, running his hand through his hair while looking into the rear view mirror.
    “A day ago I would’ve lent you my comb, just to try to impress your pretty green eyes,” Lucy said.
    Loki didn’t reply. He knew Lucy was a spoiled kid, and was disappointed with him after failing to kill Dork Dracula. He was occupied with one big hole in his sock, trying to put on his shoes.
    “Is that a hole in your sock?” Lucy shrieked as if she’d seen a cockroach worming out of it.
    “Relax, it’s just my toe, saying ‘good morning’ to you,” Loki said, wiggling it.
    Lucy bent over and whispered in his ear, “We both know you’re the lousiest vampire hunter in the world, so save your comebacks. And if you’re not good to me while you’re here visiting my father’s school, I swear I’ll—”
    “Wow,” Loki stood up, forcing her to take a step back. “I think we’ve started off on the wrong foot. Let’s forget about that night at the party and start all over again, shall we?” Loki smiled and held out his hand. “My name is Loki Blackstar, and I’m here to save your town. Thank you very much.”
    Lucy didn’t shake his hand so Loki brushed her away and started stretching his arms and legs in the parking lot. A couple of girls walking by, holding books to their chests, giggled at him