Shadow and Wing

Chapter 4: Personality Change and Great New Sister

(Ages: 14)

     Isabella is now in her second year of junior high at Aldera Junior High. Her first year seemed to go smoothly without any issues. But, it did seem like the other students found out that she is the child of the Pro Hero family. Everyone in the school started to treat her differently. Isabella tries to make friends at her school, but each time she tries they hear about family background. She eventually starts to give up on finding a friend in the school and just sticks to listening to music, reading a book, going to classes, and going home from school. It is now Isabella's second year and she still doesn't have any friends, people at the school will still talk about her and about her family background, now talking about how she sings outside of the school for the Pro Hero Agencies, and there is just no change from the previous year.

Isabella's Pov

     Since it was the last day of school, I am sitting in class, where no one likes me or seems like no one wants me there. As I am waiting for class to start, because I also arrive early to avoid the stairs in the hallway from everyone else as I walk down the hall, I am looking out the window listening to music on my phone like always. I look out the window and I notice two pairs of wings from the widow, one is red and one is blue. Well, it seems like they at least have friends. That's good. It would be sad if they didn't. I start to wonder who they are and what kind of people they are since they seem to be liked by other people, I could possibly learn from them.

     I continue to watch the people with wings from my spot in the classroom and realize that they must be a different year since we all have different time slots for lunches and to go outside. I sigh in my mind and still hope that I could possibly meet them one day, but then again what would I say? I look down at my phone for a second to change the song then look back up to see that the two sets of wings are gone. So, I lay my head down and just wait for the bell to ring for class to start.

    Once class started I turned off my music and took my earphones out. While taking notes on the subject at hand, I couldn't put the two sets of wings out of my mind. They were just so beautiful that I wasn't able to forget about them. Looking down at my notebook, I'm getting sad that I don't really talk to anyone anymore. I sigh in my mind again, not sure of what to do.

     Classes continued on throughout the day, and when the last class ended I put my earphone on and turned on my music, so I wouldn't hear people whispering. Then, I walked out the classroom as I held my textbooks in my arms as if they would protect me from everyone's words and stares. As I start to reach the doors, I stand in the doorway and I see the 2 pairs of wings again. But, I stay where I am and just watch them talk to each other then to people around them.

     I watched them and admired their really beautiful wings from where I stood in the doorway. I am so jealous of them... If I can be anything like them or probably just get to know them. But... I can't be anything like them and I won't be able to get to know them because of everything that is going around the whole school. The one time I try and it will all be for nothing. I look down at my feet holding my textbooks tighter, but trying to keep control of my emotions. Then, I step out of the school and quickly walk past the group next to the boy with red wings.

    As I walked past them quickly, I noticed the boy with red wings has beautiful gold eyes. But, I didn't stop. I just kept on walking forward as I heard my music playing in my ears along with my pounding heart. As I got to the school gates I noticed my uncle's car and I turned around seeing the people with the wings coming, so I hurried and got into his car without much of a question or doubt.

      I see that my uncle turns around confused looking at me and I shake my head, keeping my head down so no one outside can see me. I can tell that he wants to question me and why I got into the car like I did. We leave the school and head back to my house, while driving I watch the scenery pass-by as I listen to the music and bobbing my head to it. We arrive at my house and I get out of the car taking out the headphones and look at my uncle, "I'm sorry for the way I acted at the school gate and getting in the car so quickly."