There seemed to be an anonymous rule in the school. New kids is basically royalty, epically if they were handsome/pretty ones from an amazing species. The student population have gathered to them like mosquitos, trying to get an ounce of their attention as soon as homeroom ended.
After all, they got five spare minutes to do so before period 1 begins. They were given their seats already, sitting only a few rows in front of where I sat. As I mentioned before, they were being swarmed, causing students to bump into the surrounding desks. I tried to ignore the bumping if my desk in favor of my book. It was getting to a slow point where the action had past for now, making it harder to get more engrossed in it.
There were laughs, many were high pitched giggles from the girls and low chuckles from the guys but two showed through. When Cele laughed, it sounded airy, like a wheeze but smooth like honey. It caused a weird fluttering in my stomach, and an increase in my heart.
Tony's was different, a low and deeper voice, as if it was black ice reincarnated. It was equally inviting as Cele's but so incredibly different. Why was I feeling like this? I threw myself into my book, trying to ignore these weird feelings.
This went on till the bell let out a shrill cry, letting 1 period begin. I closed my book, huffing an irritated sigh. Barely got half a page read in the time. Students still gathered around the two, but they were speaking in faster tones knowing their time is almost over. A loud clap sounded, and the students dissipated.
"Everyone, today we will be continuing on to chapter 5 of Dante's Inferno." Mr. Janson says, pulling out a leather bound book.
There were groans, people still complaining about having to read something from more than 3,000 years ago.
"None of that, now, let's begin"
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I was blinking heavily as I made my way down the hallways, feeling lethargic after math class. I stifled a yawn, my wings shaking slightly. I was on my way to the cafeteria, where I would eat and hopefully get further in my book and ignore the weird feelings of today.
As I was about half way down the hall, something jumped on my back. I yelped, moving to righted myself and the newly added weight. My heart was fluttering widely in panic, as I turned to look at what was now hanging off me to see Vivian. She was cackling, gripping my shoulders while being mindful if my wings.
"Viv! I thought I told you to stop doing this!" I whisper shouted to her.
"And I thought I said I didn't care." She stuck her tongue out at me.
I squawked in faux annoyance. I batted at her half heartedly. She cackled before hoping off of me, opting for walking beside me with an arm thrown over my neck, tugging me down to make herself look taller. I huffed and allowed it with a fond roll of my eyes.
"So, what do you think they will have for food today? I hope they have pizza. Epically if they got the good stuff." She groaned, drooling slightly at the mere thought.
"Please stop calling it that, and for the record, pineapple on pizza is the worst mistake in mortal kind." I bemoaned, nudging her with my elbow to get her off me, flexing my wings slightly to add a slight push to it.
She pouted before relenting and moving off me. But not without vocalizing her complaints.
"You are, in fact, a big liar! Pineapple pizza was made by the gods. It walked so pepperoni could run." She claims, walking faster, forcing me to increase my speed to catch up.
"It did not. That's complete B.S." a voice chimed in.
Vivian head swerved to look at the offender with a look that could only be summed up as if you just witnessed someone kick your dog... with ice skates... on its birthday.
"I don't want to hear anything from you, Ms. 'I eat Cheetos with ice cream.'" Vivian snarls to Julia.
Julia, like Vivian, was a cat hybrid. But while Vivian was more of an alley cat, Julia was a Prussian cat hybrid. Of 'prestige pedigree', as we like to joke about. Though, it's in all good fun, since her and Vivian have been friends since childhood.
"What?! What's wrong with that-" Julia mocks, before I grab both of their shirts, dragging them past the doors and finally into the cafeteria.
"Girls, girls. You're both pretty, but we are here so can we eat before we continue this argument?" I asked, puffing a laughy breath as their faces matched in grumpy relenting.
"Fine." They whine simultaneously.
And with that, things went smoothly. We got our food, (and unfortunately, there WAS pineapple pizza) and went to our table. Except...
"What the hell?!" Vivian shouted.
Our once, peaceful and quite table, was now over run by what seemed like the whole student body. And at the center. Sitting in our usual spots were none other than Cele and Tony. Around them, our peers crowded and buzzed with questions. Cele seemed to beam under the attention while tony begrudgingly answered questions that we couldn't hear.
"While I'll give them a piece of my mind! We claimed that table for years!" Vivian huffed and grumbled, moving forward as her fur on her ears and tails fluffed up.
I quickly grabbed her arm to stop her rampage on the poor unexpecting students. Feeling oddly embarrassed when Cele and Tony's gaze flickers to us.
"Viv, how about we sit in the courtyard today? I thought I saw some ducks still wadding away in the pond near the Mr. Marrows classroom." I tried to placate, feathers fluffing in stress, hoping to calm down the situation as soon as possible.
"I agree with Justin for once-" Julia began.
"Hey!" I yelped.
"But maybe after we can confront them so this doesn't happen again. I don't want to be eating lunch in the courtyard during the dead of winter." Julia finished, a small smile appearing on her face.
Vivian pouted, her lips turned downwards in disgust as she side eyed the two newcomers. She relented with a huff, tail falling down as her shoulders fell.
"Fine. I guess one day is fine. But we are sitting there tomorrow and I will fight a bitch if they try to stop me." She growled out, moving towards the back double doors that led out to the courtyard.
"Thank you." I breathed.
"Yeah, yeah. Now show me the ducks." She demands, grabbing Julia's arm and tugging her through the thick doors.
As we left, I sent a glance towards Cele and Tony. Though, my eyes widened as I saw them both staring at me with some dark look crossing their face. And before the door closed three things had happened. 1. A blush an enveloped my face, burning my neck and cheeks. 2. Cele had winked before sending me a short wave. And 3. I ran straight into the door that closed.
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Bad Angels, Good Demon
Romance********************************************* Justin Daugh had never been a bad kid. He's never drank, done drugs, cheated in any form or even fought with someone. Maybe that's good, maybe it was too good. But good isn't the right thing...
