𝚂†𝙰𝙲𝚈'𝚂 𝙱𝚁𝙾†𝙷𝙴𝚁 supernatural world

chapter 12: stars

Angel's POV:

It has been two weeks since I have been at this school and all I can say is that a lot more has happened than what I expected.

I was supposed to be studying my youth away, getting myself into a reputable college, getting married and having kids and that would be the end of it.

But when silly distractions divert you from the best routes in life, what are you supposed to do?

Create your own path? Your own route?

'Angel! Over here!' Stacy hollered and I followed her voice, she was dressed with a pink juicy tank top with a white mini skirt and her hair looked as healthy as always.

'Hey Stacy! Where's the others?' I asked and she took my hand in hers as we strutted across the hallway.

'Luca is stuck in detention because of Jack as always and Luna? Well she's on a date...' Stacy responded in a sad manner but I chose to ignore little signals. It's nothing...

'Break detentions must suck... hey freshman how much per hour do you want? For you to tutor me? I swirled round at the voice and it was the one and only. Desmond Jordan.

'A-are you speaking... to me?' I stuttered and he nodded confidently. The infamous Desmond Jordan wanted me to tutor him?

'I'll pay you $15 per hour... What do you think?' Desmond offered and I was about to mention the other day until someone placed their hand on my shoulder.

'Only $15? Is your sales dropping or something? I'd offer double if you tutor me?' Out of nowhere Wolfgang Mitsubishi mocked Desmond and I heard him scowl at his words.

'Ah... er-' But before I can say anything else, Stacy shut them up.

'He's worth more than 30 bucks assholes!' And with that Stacy grabbed my hand dragging me away from them.

'Why do they want me to tutor them?' I asked, confused and Stacy looks at me in awe.

'You seriously don't know? I'll show you why...' And with Stacy dragged me towards a humungous wall with students from different classes on it.

'Look at the number 1 spot...' Stacy pointed her finger to the top top and there I could read my name in the number one spot.

'I'm number one?! What's this board about?'  I questioned and Stacy sighed as if it was obvious.

'You see who the top 3 are? They are called the elites. To become an elite you need to have the highest grades in the school but also the most stars...'

'What do the stars do?' I inquired and she responded back.

'Elite privileges and if you have the most stars you get a scholarship to any college you want by the end of the year.' Luna mentioned from behind me and we both jumped. 

Any college?! That would be amazing!

'Its not just that... Do you think people like Desmond Jordan and Wolfgang Mitsubishi care about a scholarship when they have the money to get into any college they want?' A senior girl commented  and we looked at her, dumbfounded.

'Sure, Elite privilege and a scholarship but it's also to guarantee your safety from... I can't explain why or who as it's pretty much taboo to speak about,' She averted her eyes to the floor as if regretting saying anything and I looked at her bewildered.

Safety? They dedicate themselves to this program to ensure safety for themselves?  Can't they pay for protection?

'Sure they have money, if that's what you're thinking, but buying protection nowadays is useless as they end up all being rats.' She scoffed at the thought and now I think about it I don't know her name.