------------------- Spoiler alert: If you haven't seen the Minions movie, and you want to actually watch it, fill free to skip the first couple paragraphs of Fiera's conversation in Fiera's POV. I don't want to ruin anyones Minion movie experience. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the new chapter! Sincerely, Harmony :)----------------
Malea
The next day, instead of walking to school, my dad decided it would be safer for him to drive me. He had talked to Mr. and Mrs. Cloak the night before and decided that I would bring my belongings to their house after school, instead of during the hectic mourning hours. Mrs. Cloak had joked that mornings were like a bunch of mice running through one maze looking for cheese, except with teenagers and school materials. I'd have to ask Fiera what her mom meant by that.
To tell the truth, I was nervous about leaving my dad alone, even though he says he will be fine. With me not being by his side, Dad would be susceptible to attacks from those men. No one would be there to protect him or give him backup. Dad would be all alone, but maybe I'm just worrying too much. Maybe it is just my feelings of separation, like that of a lost puppy, that makes me scared for my dad.
I rub my face tiredly. I don't know what to think. Should I really leave my Dad alone?
"Malea! Wait up!" Fiera's shout echoes from behind me. Shaking me out of my thoughts, I step to the left side of the hallway and turn around to wait for Fiera to catch up.
"Hey!" She beams at me. "Are you excited about moving in today?"
"I'm not moving in permanently." I mumble under my breath, correcting her mistake.
Fiera's whole being sobers. She forces a smile to her face and responds. "I'm sorry. I bet this is hard for you, being separated from your dad and understand this whole mutant thing. You're probably really worried for your dad and me being all excited for you to be staying with us is probably not helping."
Guilt wells up inside me. Here I was making my best friend upset, when all her family is doing is looking out for me and doing as my dad asked. I shake my head. "No, its fine. I really am excited to be staying with your family. Truly. You aren't wrong when you said I'm a little worried for my dad and a little wigged out by the whole mutant thing, though."
Fiera smiles. "I understand what you're going through. When I found out I was a mutant, I was in a similar situation, but maybe just a little bit worse." Fiera opens here locker.
"What happened?" I asked her curiously.
Fiera stops retrieving her books from her locker, and starts looking around her. I frown. What is she doing? Once Fiera's done looking around, she says. "Why don't I tell you during lunch. That way we don't have any prying ears, and I'd have more time to tell the whole story."
I look down at my watch, reading 7:55. "Alright. That's sounds good with me." Fiera would only have a couple minutes to tell me the story anyway.
Shutting her locker Fiera replies. "K. TTYL then." She smiles then walks away.
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"So, what happened?" I ask Fiera, nonchalantly walking up from behind her in the halls by the lockers, as she gazes at nothing.
Fiera jumps at the sound of my voice. Nervously and slowly, Fiera puts her hair behind her ear, trying to cover up her odd behavior. My eyebrow nit together in concern. "A-are you alright?"
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Revenge of Wounded (Book 2 of The Impossible trilogy)
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