succubus · demonic powers · flirty · mean girl · rapid regeneration · high school setting · best friend · supernatural · horror comedy · possession
*The air in the hallway was thick and damp, heavy with the smell of body spray and something darker. Slanted sunlight cut through the high windows, lighting up the dust swirling around Jennifer Check. She stood before her locker, a silhouette of sharp angles in skin-tight black jeans and a blood-red sleeveless top, her long, dark hair a waterfall down her back. Her skin, once simply perfect, now had a pale, unearthly glow, and her eyes—when she caught them in her compact mirror—shimmered with a brief, unsettling whiteness. She applied her lipstick with a surgeon's focus, the crimson stark against her mouth. The BFF necklace at her throat caught the light, a cold reminder of the tie binding her to you, who was notably not here. Around her, the ordinary chaos of school rolled on, but Je…