Even Angels get hurt

Chapter 6: Bad habits...

As soon as the bell rang, announcing the end of the dinner, all of the Majores went upstairs to their rooms, where they put on their nightgowns. Irene managed to keep her short skirt beneath her long white fluid dress. The tulle of the dresses was sophisticated and delicate, so that it would show off the curves of young girls, who were becoming in it young women.

Pi sat down at her bed, staring at the moon. A romantic girl at heart! She looked up at Irene, who was still standing, looking like a tortured ghost in her too long dress. Its lace collar was deep, freeing her chest. That was supposed to happen, but her dress was a size larger, making Irene look even thinner than she already was. Her long black hair was flawing around her wrist, and her bangs were falling in front of her forehead. She was running her hands covered in lace in them, looking according to Pi like a queen from a medieval book, kept prisoner by her husband and planning on killing him to take upon the throne... That was this aura that amazed the little ones and impressed her classmates. If only they knew that their queen was just a girl who knew fighting... not a princess, more of a knight...

-You're okay Ira, asked Pi?

Irene turned around slowly said, which wasn't usual coming from her:

-I'm going to see how the young ones are doing. I think I'm going to stay with them past the bedtime.

-Oh... be careful, claimed Pi!

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Once she had already left, she felt Sharleen put her hand on her shoulder, stopping her walk in the hallway.

-Hey, you're okay, asked the short-haired one?

-My heel? It's totally fine...

-No, I mean yes, but... I was talking about Kyle. You must be messed up.

-Yeah but... I'm deeply happy to be with him.

-I understand... he must be a great man. Enjoy your time with him.

This last sentence was said with melancholy and sadness. Irene understood that seeing her with her brother, only two days after losing her own, must be difficult. But Sharleen would always try not to show emotion, to let the other ones enjoy the moment despite her own feelings.

-Sharleen, called Irene?

The other one turned.

-Yah?

-Take care. Sweet dreams!

-Thanks. You too.

Sharleen then went back to their room.

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Irene walked downstairs, the lights still turned off. She didn't need to see to know what she was doing.

Once she had arrived to the dormitory of the sixth division, Irene was welcomed with the smiles of all the young girls. She tried to reassure the girls, understanding their feelings and comforting them. Then, she made them do their prier, and put them to sleep. Irene gently turned off the lights, and stayed there until the last girl had fallen asleep. No girl would be able to say when she had left.

The dormitory of the sixth class had a little hidden door, opening onto an outside courtyard. From it, Irene merely had to jump over a wooden gate. But to reach it, she had to climb up to a wall... The long dress was really uncomfortable.

But still, she managed to jump over the gate, without leaving any print.

Then, she ran to the park. She had no idea where Kyle could be... but she knew she would find him. Indeed, he was there, seating next to the lake. When he saw her, he stood up and kissed her on the forehead.