Children of the bad revelation. *book one- Broken

kiss in the rain

Hey my oreo obsessed buddies. So I hope you enjoy this chappie as much as I enjoyed writing it. Enjoy!
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Chapter 2
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Come on Luke! Get yourself together, she's just one girl... you will get over your little crush on her. Oh my god, I can't fall for her! Snap out of it.! I stood up from my bed and walked over to my window,it has been raining for 2 days straight, the same amount of time it's been since I've seen Celia. Oh god how I missed her so much. Stop it! Stop thinking about her. But I can't. I can't stop thinking about her. I can't. "Luke?" My Aunt called from the living room. "What?" I yelled back, frustrated that I have to go down again, for like the fith time already in 30 minutes. "There's mail for you!" .... Well that's..... new. I've never gotten mail before. I silently went downstairs ignoring my mom staring holes at the back of my head, she had recently found my sigiret stash and grounded me for 3 months. Harsh? You bet it is. My Aunt Merrill stood bent over the kitchen counter, reading another YOU magazine. She was a abnormally over weight person with a floral dress and flipflops. Her short hair done in dark brown waves at the side of her face. She almost looked like aunt sponge in James and the Giant peach, that I had to read to my brother for 2 weeks. Highly annoying book. Sensing that I came in, she pointed to a envelope next to a large bowl of fruit. It had a black and dark blue seal on it, with a sword going through what looks like a shield. I shifted uncomfortably before picking it up and eying it carefully. After a good long minute I opened it up and read what the note on the inside have to say.

We would like to inform you, that you have been chosen as a protector. You will be attending a Academy, school if you wish for one whole month. 14 other students were chosen in your area with a field of expertise. We will be in contact shortly.

Mr Gavinscopfh
Principle of Malarks Academy

What in the actual fuck just happened? I stared at the letter in my hands, uncertain of what just happened before stuffing it into my black jacket. I ran upstairs ignoring my mother's rant about how I should be more attentive. I've never heard of this school before. What's happening? This is messed up. " What in the absolute hell, is happening to my life." I sighed as I sat down at my desk, opening my laptop and entering Google search. There isn't a Academy like that. This is a joke, I'm sure of it. The search results don't have anything on a Malarks Academy. It's as if it's completely made up. I wasted about an hour searching for a Academy that doesn't exist. I slammed my laptop shut, got up and headed downstairs. I'm meeting up with Celia in an hours time, it felt like forever since we last spoke. Her phone broke recently and can't afford a new one, so I'm going to surprise her with a new one with the money I saved since I was 8 years old. I'd do anything to talk to her again, to hear her voice. Stop it Luke! You don't like her like that... she's just just a friend. Nothing more. I dropped school yesterday because I wasn't gonna work anyway. I was just wasting my time. And apparently I'm going to this, Malarks Academy to be a 'protector' or something. Which isn't going to end well... now if I can only sneak out of the house before my mom sees...

Celia's POV

My mom hasn't been back for two days now, I'm getting a little bit worried. I was pacing up and down in my room, something I do when I'm nervous, and finally decide to get dressed for my meeting with Luke in half an hour. I got this letter earlier today from a Academy. But I chucked it since I won't be able to afford it, so I didn't even read after the lines of 'You've been accepted'. Going into my bathroom, I stripped and showered with my new shampoo, lilac lavender, and, rinsing it off, I hurriedly got out, watching the steam fill up the bathroom. I stood there a moment, before grabbing a towl, and, wrapping it around me tightly, headed to my room. My feet were making wet marks as I walked towards my cupboard. I chose a pair of skinny jeans, maroon top and black sneakers. Pairing it with my black glasses. After blow drying my hair, painting my nails black, and finaly decided on a keeping my hair down, it was time to meet Luke. The boy I couldn't stop thinking about. When finished putting on my black oversized sweater, I headed downstairs, ignoring the feeling in my stomach making thousands of tingly prickles.