chapter 3 {I learn that god does not like people screaming off his ciffs}

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winters pov

I ran a frustrated hand through my hair, supid Qibli and his 'frenemy' nonsense. I grabbed my bag and sent a snoopy student running with a glare. I caught up with my sister icicle, I looked at her perfect form, the way she radiated an aura of power and I let out an internal cry. She was so freaking perfect, everything our parents and aunt wanted and she was also everything I never was. I thought of my parents disapproving faces and their harsh instructions and harsher words. I shivered and let it go, my parents are perfect they just need us to be too. My sister patted my shoulder and walked off to find her real brother, the one that everyone's proud of .. Hailstorm. Kids used to laugh at his name but he quickly won them over. He was easy going, kind popular and winter huffed internally everything winter's parents wanted winter to be. " HEY Elsa, why so stiff?" said a voice behind winter. Winter turned around and groaned seeing a familiar ANNOYING face. " What have I told you about that nick-name qibli?" he sighed exasperated. Qibli tapped his chin as if thinking.

" that you love it and adore it and think it totally fits you?"

Winter ran a hand through his hair why wouldn't this kid just bug off? " no, Qibli, it's annoying." I emphasised the word annoying. Qibli just gave a grin and laughed as he was walking away over his shoulder. "We'll Elsa, see you later." I made a hurt sound and walked to the lunch line slapped down some money and said without looking up "number four" the lunch man passed me a tray of 'barley eatables' and I sat down picking up a brown thing on my tray stabbing it with my fork and eating the tasteless food. The volcanic elementary kid and kink were off chatting and talking and the 'kid' had a small smile forming on her face. I looked back to earlier today and I thought that this girl was pretty when the icicle was about to punch the scared student. I Frowned when I remembered that yes I had thought she was... attractive. I finished the sloppily prepared meal and put the try on the table for cleaning. I walked calmly outside then overlooking a cliff and screamed a little bit. It wasn't long or loud but it was enough time for me to let out all the confusion of being a high school student. Then I ran a stressed hand through my hair and thought it's only been one day! Hailstorm said high school was fine if you were the 'alpha' . Why is it so hard for me? My face fell and I knew why. Why did my perfect brother and sister take highschool like a breeze? Because they have the amazing frost family 'alpha' blood in their veins and despite my stellar blood lines I DON'T. Winter burned in his mind and so caught up in his thoughts that he nearly fell off the cliff he had just recently expressed his sorrow to as the bell rang " JESUS MOTHER GOD OF CHRIST" I yelled, picked up a pebble and chucked it off the cliff. "I take ONE second to wallow in self pity and I get a DEATH SENTENCE? Thanks god I can tell you really care. "I stormed to my class not caring if I was late.but considering what happened next i should have.

Until this point I was planning on sleeping through most of my lessons and just studying at home, but this teacher.. Well she wasn't gonna let that dream live. I huffed into class as the teacher was taking attendance, " Moon watcher?"
"Here"
She huffed and continued "Carnelian?"

"Here"

"Umber?"

"Here."

" clay?"

"Here.. mm beef..."

"What- never mind, Sunny?"

"Here"

"Winter?"

" Well no desks are empty, so wadda you think?" I said scathingly, too annoyed to think. The teacher raised an eyebrow and shot right back at me " I think it would not be wise for you to disrespect ME." she said, her voice dripping with venom. Now please understand i was troubled not paying attention and i dident ever look up to see who the teacher was all i knew was that i was not putting op with this stupid lesson or teacher. " Oh sorry, but I thought that was who all students treated you, you specifically." I said not looking up from my lap. The teacher's voice got dangerously soft " oH? And who informed you of this particular rule sir.winter?" I picked up my pencil rethinking my life choices I twirled my pencil between my fingers and looked up for the first time and said to her face "myself" the teacher's eyes narrowed and she said "well winter n-o-b-o-d-y disrupts MY class, detention, 1 hour after school." My mouth gaped open and my fist clenched but through gritted teeth I said " yes miss. Krestle" . miss.Krestle smirked seeming satisfied and went up to the chalk board at the front of the class and said "Your first math unit will be learning how to classify numbers, we will start with irrational numbers, I will put an example on the board and we will discuss how to find the irrational number." Ms. Krestle started to write on the board

Irrational numbers.

There is one irrational number among us.

1 7

- - 0 π

5 6

" now Irrational numbers In mathematics are all numbers that are not rational numbers and cannot be summed up with a two digit sequence, some common irrational numbers are Numbers or symbols that can describe a ratio from a circle's distance to its circumference or another Example is The so-called golden ratio now I want you to take what I thought you were least five minutes and Solve the question on the board then I will let you leave early but not without giving you a whole lot of homework to finish before next math class."


Now originally I wasn't going to try any of my classes and I felt that it would not be a problem because it's very confusing and I couldn't make my brain get around it. As I was thinking and almost had it moons had shot up. Wait, what? Volcanic elementary students where dumb, not smart or pretty or.. GET a hold of yourself winter! She's NOT pretty. She might be smart but she still comes from a place of crooks and low lives. Ms. Krestle's eyes popped and she looked at moon's hand in undisguised wonder. " yes, miss.moonwatcher? Do you need to use the facilities?". Moon looked like she was getting paler and more scared by the minute. "No-o I just know the answer.."

wrestle nodded. "We'll tell the class before you faint.".

Moon gulped and said" the irrational number is π, am it right?" . Krestle looked dumbfounded as she piqued a glance on her clip board that obviously had the answers " yes you do seem to be correct, but don't expect a parade, however you do get 1 less sheet of homework" Krestle huffed seemingly sad about rewarding moon. I glanced at the clock just as Mrs. Krestle said, "Alright, I'm gonna hand out homework and you are to do it and turn it in next math class." She handed out five whole pages of 'identifying irrational numbers' to everyone but the moon to which she handed four. Then she released us with a glare. I noticed moon dashed out the door as soon as she got the chance. I walked out the door calmly shoved the homework into my bookbag and glanced at my next class. Greatttt.

I hated history. Period. It was so not a likeable subject, so I basically slept through everything but attendance.

"Winter"

"Here"

"Clearsight?"

"Here"

"Turtle"

"Here"

"Lynx?"

"Here"

" and umm Peril?"

"Here"

Then I just napped. history was boring. They just told the same things over and over and on and on about certain heroes and villains' lives. I Found it very boring and didn't see the point so I just closed my eyes till the bell rang, waking me up. My foggy sleepy brain had just enough cells to go to the announcement board and get my dorm assignment and key. I picked up my key and read the dorm number. Walked slowly with a very blank mind unlocked the door that said

| dorm 16 | students: W.F, Q.S

I unlocked it and stepped inside. Threw my bag in the corner. Flopped on the bottom bunk of the bed closed my eyes and thought about how the school year couldn't get. Any.WORSE. With that I shut my blank mind off and drifted to sleep.

my note- hey hope you guys are liking this and sorry if i suddenly anger sombody i really dont mean it and i hope you guys undersatnd when i make mistakes, writing in winter's perspective makes me DEPRESSED. Well i have the cure its called kinkajou pov PS. if you could dorm with any of the students in the DoD or JW who would you dorm with? 

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