Wings

Ch. 5- Loved by Almost Everyone

Ch. 5- Loved by Almost Everyone

Pic on the side is of Angeline's mom------------------>

As I have previously mentioned, Ramona is loved by almost everyone.

Almost.

With, of course, the exception standing right in front of us. In all of her bleached blonde glory, Zinnia was towering over us in her 7" heels with her nose high up in the air.

I put my hands on my hips. "Hello Zinnia," I said in a sickly sweet tone. "What exactly do you need from us today?" Zinnia looked at me as though she was wondering how a nobody like me just spoke to her freely. Wait, I take it back. Zinnia definitely wondered how a nobody like me just spoke to her freely.

She stuck her nose up higher in the air. I could now easily see inside her two nostril holes. Ew. "I didn't ask your opinion!" She shrieked in a prissy tone. "I'm here to warn you. Stay off my boys!" A bunch of people looked our way, sensing a catfight.

I scoffed pretty loudly. "Your boys? Who? Randy McBurrbin? He didn't look very pleased at the idea of you throwing your plastic boobs right in his lap. In fact, he made that message loud and clear," I smirked.

"I slipped into him!" she screeched.

"Yeah, right. The whole school saw you fall into his arms. Too bad he dosen't exactly like you back," I sang.

"I wasn't even talking about that scumbag! I was talking about Eddie Miller, Trey Miste, and Derek Forrest!" She twittered.

That was it. Ramona snapped. "If you want to really want to know, we haven't ever spoken a work to Derek, Trey is Angie's brother, and I thought you weren't even dating Eddie anymore!"

Zinnia looked shocked. "How did you know that?" she screamed.

"Oh, puh-leese. It's all over the whole school," Ramona smoothly lied. Now, I was pretty sure that the fact that Eddie broke up with Zinnia would be spreading around like the common cold. "Let's go, Angie. There's too much unwanted company here," she said, giving Zinnia one more glare before swiftly grabbing my arm and whisking me away gracefully, away from the shocked glares, mostly of admiration. Not many people dare to mess with Zinnia.

We walked to my locker, which just so happened to be right between Eddie's and Trey's. Trey ruffled my head, messing up my hair. "Whoa there, little sis. I heard you riled up Zinnia. Is it true?" he asked as I was smoothing down my hair.

"She was asking for it, little bro," I smirked. Trey calls me his 'little sis' and I call him my 'little bro' because we both are not exactly sure who was born first. My mom said that the nurses switched us up by accident right after we were born, but I'm pretty sure that she just told us that to avoid a fight.

"Anyways, you coming for Derek's party tonight? It's his birthday and he invited the whole school," Trey said. Parties were really not my thing. I mean, it's not exactly fun to be stuffed in a claustrophobic corner full of drunken, rowdy teenagers. At least it's completely impossible for us fairies to get drunk.

"Sure!" Ramona chirped before I could say no. I gave her a questioning look. Ramona hated parties almost as much as I did. C'mon Ang, Derek's turning 17. His 'party' is actually going to be a werewolf ceremony in which he starts his first shift. It'll be the best place to catch any supernatural gossip, Ramona answered in my mind. Werewolves first shift when they turn 17, a year before Alpha males, such as Derek, become Alpha. I was guessing that after the party, there was going to be some sort of Alpha ceremony, honoring his first shift. I sighed, knowing I wasn't going any argument against Ramona.

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"How does this look?" Ramona asked, giggling as she twirled around in front of my wall mirror. We were inside my magical closet, which was connected to bedroom through a secret patch in my wall through which only supernaturals can pass through. I had one for this awesme closet, and another for my dream room, which is full of magical items and stuff that Dad and Trey aren't allowed to see. Currently, Ramona was searching through my racks of dresses and magically altering them so that they would fit her. She was wearing a light blue flowy dress that reached right above her knees. It was dotted with tiny teardrop sapphires and it had loose, off-the-shoulder straps. She accessorised it with a simple string of pearls against her delicate neck.