Broken and Shifting (book 2) #wattys2016

Chapter 2

As soon as I got to school, I went to my locker to get the books
for my first class. I got lucky and my dad believed I was taking standard
curriculum classes when in reality I took French III and trig and a mythology English
course. I took advanced classes, hard classes, that I earned the best grades I
could in. They were my way out. At the end of the year, I would leave and my
parents will never find me. Of that I will make sure of. I've stashed money and
gotten prepared over the years for the day I leave. It couldn't come soon
enough.

My first class was one of my favorites, despite it being one that
Jason said every high society wife should take because they should be
"musically inclined" and "sophisticated". It's a music class. However, I got to
chose the instrument. I chose violin and I love every moment I get to play it. I
spend the first hour of school playing Vivaldi and Lindsey stirling before I
brace myself for next period. It is a standard English class at our school so
nearly everyone takes it. I don't let on how much I truly love taking mythology
though. It's a secret love of mine. However it's also the one class besides lunch
that I have with Jason. Luckily, he doesn't sit by me. I sit near the window
not quite in the back but with two empty seats around me because Jason didn't
want to sit by me and no one wanted to risk pissing him off by doing so except for Laurel. She was sweet, a girl with waist length red hair and hazel eyes standing at a whopping four foot eleven. About a week ago she had been kidnapped and her boyfriend, who sat next to her, led the rescue team to find her only to find she had escaped and freed herself from the awfulness that was Rhys Maddox. nasty guy. I looked up to her. She freed herself and I was so far stuck in my ways I wasn't sure I could find that kind of strength. I felt like, if circumstances were different, we would be friends.

I pull out my book and wait for class to start. Just before the
bell rang, my teacher walked in with the two guys I had seen earlier. I glanced
up in time to see the brunette sniff the air and his eyes shift from their
electric blue color to a silver like grey and back again. It took me a moment
to realize they would be stuck sitting by me and I started to worry. I glanced
over at Jason and cringed at the glare he sent my way before I turned to look
out the window. The teacher introduced them as Augustine and Dante Corvi. Augustine
said he prefers Augi. Mr. Tate sent them to the seats by me and I
tried to shrink as much as possible and just generally go unnoticed.

I was staring down at my lap but glanced up through my lashes and
caught Dante staring at me. I quickly looked down again and waited for class to
end. I've never been so happy for class to end. I grabbed my stuff and bolted
as soon as I could. Jason quickly came up behind me and gripped my arm
painfully, dragging me off to an empty hall way before slamming me into a
locker. All of the air in my lungs quickly evacuated. He gripped my jaw painfully
before forcing his slimy tongue into my mouth. I wanted to gag but I restrained
myself. His hand moved down to grip my throat a little tighter than I could take
as stars started dancing in my vision.

"I better not catch you fraternizing with those mutts." he snarled
in my ear making me cringe and just like that, him and his choke hold were gone. I
slid down to the floor and laid my head on the knees I had drawn to my chest
attempting to catch my breath and I allowed myself to wallow in misery for all
of two seconds. A small tear slipped out but I quickly brushed it away and
schooled my face again and went on to class. The twins were in the rest of my
classes that day, even lunch. I kept my distance through calculus, lunch, and
then French, and made it to the bus without incident.

I got home and flopped down on my bed for a few seconds
before there was a knock on our front door. I perked up and looked around
before hurrying down the stairs to answer the door. I looked through the side
window panel and gasp quickly ducking back behind the door and pressing my back
to it. Why? Why are they here? My heart started racing and I was panicking. I
place my hand over my heart to slow it down while taking a deep breath before
turning and opening the door. I looked back and forth between Dante and Augi.

"You can't be here." i mumbled before looking down at the ground. i closed the door in their faces. my breath caught before i closed my eyes, taking a deep breath before going back to my chores.

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For a few days we followed much the same routine as i avoided them when they tried to talk to me. By the end of the week I was so utterly exhausted. I rushed through my chores and had just enough time to shower, toss my hair into a still wet french twist, throw on my white off the shoulder lace summer dress, fasten a black belt around my waist, throw my boots on and get out to the bus only to find them at the bus stop, their car no where in sight and I panicked. I took off down the road willing to be late rather than risk injury by even being near them. They caught up to me in no time. I had had it. I swiftly turned on me heel and yelled at them to just leave me be before continuing my walk to school. They didn't follow me.