Julia Lelieveld and the battle with the underworld

~7~

The next day the weather was gloomy, everyone ran onto the school steps. I locked my bike and followed their lead. Once inside everyone was in a good mood. And I saw why, there were big announcement posters for the upcoming party. The hall was already nicely decorated and the posters looked beautiful. That promised something. No wonder everyone was looking forward to it. The good mood was contagious. For a moment I forgot all the misery and went with the crowd. The teachers struggled to appease the student, it was all a buzz.

Eva couldn't decide which dress to order, during chemistry she showed a few options on her phone. And as I looked at her phone, I should have looked at my test. Out of the corner of my eye I saw my bottle overflowing with foam. Shit! I quickly grabbed some tissues and put out the fire under the bottle, but alas, too late. I was already covered in foam.

Eva burst out laughing, as did the other students. Fortunately, the teacher could see the fun in it too. "Okay, everyone had a good laugh, now back to serious work. Julia, you'd better freshen up." And he nodded at my shirt. I nodded, grabbed my bag and said goodbye to Eva and walked towards the toilets.

When I saw myself in the mirror I couldn't help but laugh. Just at the height of my breasts were two large foam bubbles. I quickly grabbed the wipes and wiped off the foam. Oh, how that stuff smelled. Fortunately, on the advice of the circle, I always had an extra set of clothes in my bag.

I put on my clean shirt and as I pulled my shirt over my head, I suddenly felt a frightening feeling in my stomach. I turned around and there he was.

Lucas.

I felt the anger growing inside me, oh, how I hated that boy. If it had been up to him, I wouldn't have survived the fall from the roof. I felt my powers pressing against my palms. I moved my fingers to spread the force well.

"I'm not here to hurt you," he said.

I looked at him in disbelief. "Lucas, surely you don't believe I'll trust you just one more time."

"It's true, you know what Evil has ordered me to do."

I nodded, I knew that all too well. But that didn't mean he would comply.

"That means nothing. You pushed me off that roof without any emotion. Who says you won't do it again!" I am starting to get really angry now.

"I have orders."

I didn't believe it, but then again, his father thought he was changing. But these thoughts quickly disappeared now that I saw him again. And what on earth was he doing here? I should destroy him or at least give him a good scare. With those thoughts I could feel the power flowing from my fingertips.

Lucas saw it. He held up his hands as if surrendering.

"For the second time, I'm not here to fight."

"Should I care? I should destroy you right away!"

But when I said that it didn't feel right. I didn't know if it was my instinct or my values. I have never used violence or hurt anyone. I was even vehemently against violence. If only I saw it on the news, all the unnecessary violence and pain, it made me sick.

"You don't do that, that's not how you work. How do you think I felt about it in the beginning?" He had a painful expression on his face.

"It takes a lot to become as bitter as me." Now he just looked sad.

I had never seen him like this.

"Lucas, what are you doing here?"

He sighed. "I wanted to ask if you'd give Lorenzo a message."