Halo Of Fire: An Angel In Trouble

Oh, Snap!

The weekend went by in a dull lull of blankets, movies, and rainy days. Aunt Kristy didn't force me to do my homework or clean my room or empty any more boxes. She worked on her computer as I lied on the couch, in my pajamas, numbly staring at the TV. I didn't feel like myself after the nightmare and there was nothing that could take me out of that fog. So that Monday morning when I returned to The Academy I wished I could be wearing a hoodie the size of a football field and sit in the back of the class. I didn't want to have to deal with people, especially not all these rich people I couldn't really relate to no matter how hard I tried. Yes, we had money now, but that didn't mean that I could relate to wearing pearls and uniform skirts to school. I was always a fish out of water.

I sat in my seat and sulked, hoping that The Academy's jacket was enough to separate me from the rest of the world. A plus side of this was that it was soft and warm, nothing like the jackets that my old high school used to sell. Waiting for the class to begin, I started doodling absentmindedly on my notebook. When I noticed I was drawing a set of eyes paired to thick eyebrows that eerily resembled those of that horrible boy I'd only met through violent contact, I ripped the page and threw it to the bottom of my bag. There would be none of that today, or any day for that matter.

After first period I got myself lost through the corridors and stairwells of The Academy. I was supposed to go to block G but I couldn't seem to find the correct hallway towards it. There was only one entrance to that specific block I needed - a major fire hazard if you asked me - and I ended up somewhere completely different. I didn't think I even had classes in this block. And as I went up the stairs an eerie silence permeated the area. I realized only later that I had found myself on the third floor of a building I'd have a really hard time finding again.

At the top of the stairs, I immediately noticed that the floor was empty. So, because I felt uncomfortable just going down the hall, I popped my head over the edge and looked both ways to see where I was to go. What I saw were two people animatedly whispering to each other. One was a tall man, whose posture looked menacing, and aura was an angry black and greedy dark green. The other was the principal, who seemed to be in a more defensive stance with stressed gray and specks of angry black permeating through her aura.

I immediately retracted my head and pushed myself against the wall. My heartbeat sped up. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. The hair on the nape of my neck rose as chills ran down my spine.

"You can't do this-" he said loud enough for me to hear. "They will know and you will pay for it."

My hands became tingly and got sweaty in an instant. I tried with all I had in me to breathe as quietly as I could. I would slink my way back down the stairs and fake this never happened.

"They can't do anything. This is my school." She replied. I could hear the voices getting louder. They were getting closer!

I gulped a breath of air as if I was about to dive underwater and frantically felt my way down the stairs all the while staring up at the hallway. My hand found a frame, then a door handle. I tried pushing the handle down, it was unlocked. The pungent smell of must filled my nostrils as I pushed my way in without thinking or looking. To then turn around as quickly as I could and without a breath, closing the door behind me with a soft click.

My heart was beating erratically now. I was standing on a thick carpet. I could hear my blood pulsing through my veins, all the way up in my temples. I inhaled and then exhaled slowly. I was going to get in so much trouble. A dizzy feeling washed over me as I heard the principal's heeled footsteps start down the stairs. I listened at the door trying to stay as still as I could but my knees felt like they were going to give away underneath me.

"I don't want to hear another word about it, Mr. Rederr." Her voice said. That was my biology professor!

The sound of their steps became further and further until all I could hear was my own breathing and heartbeat.

Finally, I looked around myself. Where was I?

Hello reader! Glad to see you're back! Where do you think Angel is?
Veronique