Pathetic

Death of Me~9

~*~Chapter 9~Death of Me~*~

I was dying. The kids were so unbelievably annoying but amazing at the same time. There squeaky non-matured voices were driving me crazy, but there lies were pumping me up. At lunch I gave in to Natalie’s begging that I sit with them at the lunch table. Boy was I glad I did that too! The lies those girls my sister calls friends spit out every 5 seconds had me bubbly and giddy.

Five minutes into lunch I was bouncing in my seat and talking to everyone. The guys were actually pretty funny and nice. Nat and I talked to them the entire time pretty much while the girls gossiped. Every now and then the girls would flirt with the boys but not really breaking our conversation. The girl that seemed to be the head bitch, Hailey, seemed furious at that.

Being the obvious bitch Hailey is she spoke her ditzy mind. “Why are you even here? No one invited you and no one likes you.”

I raised my eyebrows at here and stopped mid bite looking at her amused. If she only knew how much I could ruin her reputation if I truly wanted to. I sat down my pizza and folded my hands and placed them in front of me on the table. “Well, sweetheart, it looks to me like I’m getting along great the with guys and I was indeed asked to sit here. I have more than enough reasons to be here but none of them concern you,” I spoke then smiled sweetly at her to finish my, oh so lovely, reply.

“You are simply pathetic. You are most likely just trying to get yourself popularity, but you need a reality check. Just because you hang around us and sit with us doesn’t make you likeable,” she sneers.

“Oh, and having fake blonde hair with a bitch of an attitude does?” I smart mouth back.

The guys laugh while all the girls gasp. Blondie became a statue with her mouth wide open. I stood up, leaned over the table, and pushed her mouth closed. “Now, Blondie, close your mouth, Honey. We wouldn’t want you to lose all the air from you head.” I patted her on top of her badly dyed hair with a smirk on my face.  Her glare made her look like she was constipated. It was revolting.

“You, Bitch! You are probably aiming to get into all these guys pants and we are still in middle school!”

I raised my right eyebrow at her, “Now, why would I want to be anything like you? Then again I guess trying isn’t doing, right?” I tilted my head to the side and smiled. The guys were again rolling while the girls tried to hide their laugh. My sister and Natalie weren’t even attempting to hide their hysterics however.

Hailey just screamed in frustration before throwing he yogurt at me that I just skill fully dodged and caught before it could hit the kid at the table behind me. When I turned back to face the athletic crew they all had some sort of shocked expression.

One of the boys I was talking to earlier, Matt, was the first to speak up. “How on Earth did you do that? Are you some sort of ninja or something?”

I smirked for what felt like the millionth time and looked him straight in the eyes. “Let’s go with the ‘or something.’” I watched his expressions shift before settling on scared. “I’m out of here I really had a fun time though.” I sent a wink in Hailey’s direction.

“Eww, you lez,” she stated seeming seriously grossed out by it. That pissed me off to no extent.

I turned around and walked up to her. “I’m not a lesbian but you’re a bitch for being like that. It’s seriously fucked up that you would say such a thing about that.” One of my best friends just so happened to be gay, it was because of people like Hailey that she took her own life. She wasn’t accepted by the kids in our school.

I closed my eyes in attempt of calming my raging temper. I opened them only to see the girl who looked as if she were about to die out of fear. “Y-y-your eyes; t-they they are no longer gold b-but orange.” I narrowed my orange eyes at her about to ask her if she had a problem with it but she continued. “What, what are y-you?”

I growled out a response. “I said it earlier, I’m an ‘or something.’ Now, however, I’m your own worst enemy.”

Another very familiar voice spoke up, “How have I not noticed!”

“Uh-oh,” I mumbled at the same time as Nat.

“Uh-oh is correct; looks to me like you have a hell of a lot of explaining to do. The worst part? The worst part is that you yelled at me for not telling you I tried out for cheering and made it. I want an explanation and I want it now.”

I shook my head and started for the door and headed for an empty class room. The second Nat and Mary closed the door I let my illusion drop. “I didn’t want to scare you. I’ve always been afraid the second I tell you, you’d freak and never talk to me again. Hell, Mary, mom doesn’t even know about it. If she did she’d never want me near her or you.” I let my head hang. Damn I’m a mushy demon.

“What are you getting at, Jez, you know that’s not true. Mom would never abandon her children.” I lifted my head only to see my sister’s expression filled with worry while Nat’s held sympathy.

“She would if they were a demon.” I stated in a firm tone. I was sure of it.

“I doubt that she wouldn’t view you a demon just because you have special gifts.” She took a step closer to me as she talked.

I sighed. “That’s what you aren’t getting, Mary. I’m not saying she’d view me as a demon for my powers, what I’m saying is that I am in fact a demon. I’m not full blooded yet but I will be in a couple weeks, on my 18th birthday.”

She looked me in the eyes for a couple minutes before her eye’s went wide, “oh my god, you’re serious, aren’t you?” She looked at me for confirmation that I gave her. Once receiving what she wanted she turned to her best friend she spoke up again. “Why are you not shocked or even freaked that my sister isn’t normal?”

Nat didn’t answer just smiled sheepishly at her. “You’re one too.” Neither Nat nor I answered being as it seemed to be more of a statement than a question. “This so crazy, yet cool at the same time, do you guys have any special powers or anything?”

I laughed and walked up to my sister and gave her a hug. “I can detect lies. Well, actually I kind of feed off of them. When I come home giddy from school it’s most likely from gossip. We don’t really get our powers or gifts until our 18th birthday.”

The bell rang signaling me to put up my cover again. “Are you okay with this, Mary?” I looked at my baby sis with pure curiosity.

“Oh, absolutely, I actually think it’s kind of cool. That doesn’t mean I’m going to go and worship the devil or anything now though.” I just laughed before hugging her again and heading off to class.