I accidentally summoned a Demon and I call him Fred

Don't play with Ouija boards, kids...

It's safe to say since arriving at this school and the trauma of dealing with Fred, I have not made the best decisions. I will admit that. However, in my defense, my frontal lobe is still developing, so wanting to punch Sammy and then kiss Alex is normal, right? This would be the case I pleaded if there was an actual adult in my life. Regardless, it feels like I'm on trial for my behavior despite not having a parent to reprimand me for my actions. Jenna stared down at me with questioning eyes that almost reflected my mother's when she had caught me in a lie for skipping gym class.

As they reluctantly returned to their rooms, the auditorium was no longer filled with nosey students. The stage was relatively large without the students, and the balcony had a gothic cathedral wooden design that I didn't get the chance to notice before hell and confusion broke out.

The snapping of Jenna's fingers brought my attention back to the group. Jenna was a patient person. I recognized it from the moment we met. On the other hand, she did not have patience for bullshit.

"So, care to explain why you tried to punch Sammy across the face?" Jenna questioned, her arms folded across her chest, waiting for a response. I felt myself clenching the ends of my jacket, unsure what to say. Where do I even begin? Do I start by revealing I have an elite spirit guide or that I had my mother's soul eaten by a demon?

"I plead the 5th," I felt myself spit out. My brain was still foggy and tired from the drama. I didn't feel or want to explain my actions. My life is complicated and traumatically screwed up that no therapist could possibly provide a treatment plan- hell, they might have to find a therapist themselves after hearing my shit.

"That doesn't apply here." She answered, not backing off from the topic. Jenna's confidence was beginning to build again. She was regaining her upfront personality, which was a force to be reckoned with unless...

"Do you mind if we talk to MK privately for a minute?" Rei asked with his classic honey-sweet smile that could make any girl melt. I hoped Jenna would read the expression painted clearly on my face, screaming, 'For the love of God, don't leave me.' The moment her eyes widened, I knew that I had lost her. Despite everything Sammy had said, she wasn't wrong about one crucial fact: Jenna was hopeless against Rei.

"Uh yeah, no problem." Jenna stammered, completely blinded by her school crush. How disappointing...

'Look at you being judgmental. I better not catch you crying over Alexander Count,' Fred commented.

My eyes quickly swept over Alex, who did not appear to be fazed by the kiss. He had the same dull and pointless expression on his face, which I couldn't be more grateful for. I was more than happy to dump that moment into my short-term memory with all the Calculus equations that I will never use or need, just like Alex.

'You won't ever catch me crying over any guy,' I thought immediately.

'Never say never, Mikaela. You'll find yourself love-struck too, as all humans do as they try desperately to find their soulmates,' Fred laughed.

'Are you telling me soulmates exist? Never thought you be a hopeless romantic?' I felt myself inwardly smirking, thinking how ridiculous someone must be to believe in such nonsense.

'True love is the sweetest tragedy for a demon to eat,' Fred said casually as if he was explaining his favorite dish.

"Hello? MK?" Rei was snapping his finger like Jenna, refocusing my attention again. I did not realize Jenna was gone until I heard the auditorium doors close. Fuck...

"Yeah, sorry I was- Hey! Let go of my hand!" I didn't have the chance to finish my bogus explanation before Alex held my wrist, swiping the black ring off my finger. He held the ring between his thumb and index finger, quietly observing the ring.