Heavenly Bodies (Lucifer FanFic) (Unfinished abandoned as of now)

CHAPTER 2 LOST AND FOUND

My alarm went off at 6AM and I groaned before I pressed it off. I worked as a teacher for the Boston school district. The school I work at is in a lower income neighborhood meaning many students struggle to make it to school, let alone complete school work and thrive. The drive to the middle school I worked at was around thirty minutes, but I preferred to wake earlier so I could have my cup of coffee and take my time. 

I stumbled to the bathroom to begin my morning rituals. Looking at myself, I was an utter mess. My muddy brown hair was a haystack. It was typically wavy and almost curly depending on the day. Right now, it was just a disaster along with my face. I tenderly touched the scrapes on my cheek. They didn't look that bad, but they stood out on my otherwise clear face. I clicked my tongue in frustration. I decided no Band-Aid, if I was damaged goods, I might as well look like it. I took my time brushing my teeth and combing my knotted locks. While the curling wand heated up, I made myself coffee. My favorite mug was a red Santa mug. If it wasn't apparent yet, I loved Christmas. I usually left my decorations up year-round. This year I at least took down the Christmas tree, but still there were minor decorations scattered around my house. At this point there was no reason to take them down, Christmas would be in a few months anyway. I sighed in relief sniffing the fresh pot of joe. I loved coffee more than I loved Christmas. I took a sip allowing it to warm me. I kept the AC high, so I always woke up a little chilly making the coffee all the more desirable in the morning. Slowly with each sip, I became a functioning human being. When I was about half-finished with the cup, I went to get dressed. I threw on jet black jeans, a sleeveless green blouse and a blue blazer. I set out my suede kitten heels to put on RIGHT before I had to leave. I hated heels, but I thought they made me look more professional since my face was rather babyish. I checked my watch. I liked to get to school early, so I decided to head out. Grabbing my bag and the coffee now put in a to-go mug, I set off.

The drive took about a half hour, but I didn't mind. Typically, I listened to 103.7. They discussed weather, traffic, and any news. Today the topic was the heroin epidemic and what should be done. Sandy, one of the ladies on the air, was speaking.

"I don't know why we bother with rehabilitation. These people do it to themselves."

Elton — another man on the show — interrupted. "Surely, they can't be the only ones held responsible. There are the dealers and neighborhoods they live in, heroin doesn't fall out of the sky."

"I don't care If you're going to do that to your body and destroy yourself you deserve whatever you're going to get."

I shut off the radio, irked. Sandy clearly knew nothing. I sat in silence for a minute before I started to hum along to an old accustomed tune that eased my anxiety. I was one of the first cars in the lot and due to my early arrival, I was able to get a close parking spot. Everything was going smoothly until I approached the building and reached in my bag to find my school ID. Where was my wallet? I searched my purse frantically. My head snapped up in recollection. I knew where my wallet was, in the jacket I wore yesterday. Only when I thought back I remembered I cleared out those pockets when I got home from the sunset fiasco which only meant one thing. The man who hit me in the parking lot, Luke. It was probably in his car and I hadn't noticed because I was worried about my injuries and keyed up by his presence. Damn it. I had no way to get in contact with him. He had said he would replace my broken bike but I wasn't going to hold him to it. People said a lot of things, very rarely was there follow through especially when coming from a stranger. He should have no reason to keep it—a man like that had plenty of money. Maybe he'd drop it off in my mailbox, if he ever looked in the sides of his passenger seat to find it. Either way, I wasn't going to be able to get in the building without it. Luckily, right as I was about to turn around to enter through the front, Ms. Embrose walked up.