The Angel Squad

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

"St. Add-add-add-add-Addelyn Academy-y-y-y-y-y!" I sang under my breath, ever the lyricist. My suitcase lay on my bed, battered and abused from the constant flights it had been on across the world. St. Addelyn Academy had a strict uniform code - pretty much its only downside - so I'd been trying on the plaid skirt and white shirt all morning. 

"St. Addelyn Academy-y-y-y-y-y, it's where I want to be-e-e-e-e-e," I chanted at the top of my voice, twirling around my room like a fairy on a sparkling summer day. 

"Shut up!" Diego or Roberto - I couldn't tell who - thumped on my wall. "Your singing is God-awful!" 

"Whatever!" I trilled in a high-pitched voice, springing around my bedroom like a gazelle doing ballet. Bad ballet, mind you, but ballet nonetheless.

"Please stop," Hugo appeared in the doorway, where I'd left my door half-open in case our maid, Sandra, arrived with my request of a pound of chocolate. Apparently St. Addelyn Academy only stocked 'healthy' things, and my diet mainly consisted of 'not-healthy' things, so I needed to prepare myself. "I think my ear drums are bleeding." 

Hugo pretended to wipe away a tear, and I stuck out my tongue. 

"Okay, weirdo." I smiled. "Hey, you don't know where my eye shadow is, do you?" 

"I think Roberto and Diego borrowed it," Hugo replied in an off-hand voice, waving to the right to indicate the twins' room. "Something about dastardly schemes to bring Harriet down, and they needed to borrow it to experiment on." 

"Ah." I deflated. "Well, if they ever emerge from that room, tell them I want it back." 

"Oh, you really don't want it back," Diego arrived and stood next to Hugo, pushing the door fully open. "Trust me on this. You don't know where it's been, or what it's had done to it." 

"I don't think I want to know." I replied irritably, as Roberto barged in between Hugo and Diego. "You should seriously ask before you borrow my things." 

"But then you'd say no." Roberto shrugged. 

"Damn right I would," I agreed with a wicked grin. There was a slight pause; Diego shifted his weight from one foot to another, and Hugo twirled a piece of his dark brown hair. Soon, I was leaving for somewhere even their trouble couldn't reach me.

Hopefully.

"Well..." I played with my hair. Like theirs, it was long and dark brown: the four of us all looked very similar, in fact. Coffee skin, dark brown hair, dark eyes. It wasn't a bad look, and I couldn't complain.   "Uh... aren't you guys supposed to be in school right now?" 

"Probably." Hugo mumbled. 

"Then why aren't you?" 

The boys shrugged, and I rolled my eyes. I'd lectured them on skipping classes enough times for them to know my opinion on it. Walking towards the doorway, I tweaked at my skirt and offered them a hopeful grin. "You like my new school uniform?"

"Uniform?" They looked disgusted. 

"Yeah, I know." I blew a strand of dark brown out of my eyes and gave them a full twirl, holding out my arms. "But it isn't too bad... right? I mean, when you get into St. Addelyn Academy, you'll have to wear it too." 

"St. Addelyn Academy? Us?"  Diego looked amused. "Robbie and I aren't going. Harriet Coleman's set her piggy little eyes on that place, and I'm certainly not attending a place where she is."