Angel Of Death (On Hold)

Chapter 5

~Travis'sy POV~......................

This girl was rich. I never would have guessed. Her car said something but I always thought that maybe she had saved up for a really long time or it was rented. Well I guess I never really thought to hard about it.

How is she getting this money. The papers said something about this guy had died and had her name on the will and the money was supposed to go to her. How did she know a guy like him? Maybe I should just ask her. But I don't want to die so maybe i'll do a little research and see what I can find on her.

And her parents. How come she lied about having them. I mean it would be hard to talk about them if they died or something but why lie about it. Death is odd and now that I think about it she is hiding a lot of things. 

She never really smiles. She keeps to her self but I would to if my gift was like hers. I wonder how many people she has killed. I don't know what I would do if I killed some one. I would feel horrible. 

I can't force the poor girl to talk about her problems. I wish I could talk to her but she doesn't really like me. I know that being a jerk to her doesn't help. 

I sighed. Why does she have to be so stubborn. The only emotion she has ever shown was anger. In the office when she fainted she had the weirdest emotion written on her face.  It was like she was....uhhh this is making me think to much. My head hurts now. 

"What are you thinking about dude? You look like your struggling to figure something out." my dorm mate Alex said. He had green eyes like mine but they were really light colored.

The masters try to dorm us with others that have the same gift. The only person in this whole school to have a dorm to there selfs is Death.  I wouldn't want to share a dorm with her either if I was a girl. I don't as a boy but it's boys with boys and girls with girls of course.

I wouldn't want to be killed in my sleep or any other time of day. Going in my sleep sounds more peaceful though, but what do I know i have never died. If Death killed me it would be painless no matter what time of day; awake or sleeping it would be quick. 

"Dude hello!! Earth to Travis!!" I sat up quickly coming back to reality. After she walked out of the nurses office I came back to the dorm to do some research but never got there. I had fallen into a dreamless sleep on the couch. 

"Uhh sorry dude. I was just thinking about...umm....some one." I mumbled the last part not really sure what to say. I couldn't say i was thinking about Death because that would sound weird and I couldn't say school because who the hell thinks that hard about school? Nerds maybe but i'm sure something went wrong in there heads when they were born. It's not right to like to learn that much. I do have to admit that some things we are being taught in certain classes are interesting but I would never admit that. 

Speaking of school I have a paper due in..

"Travis seriously stop zoning out on me!!" Alex was snapping his fingers in my face. I pushed his hands away and walked into the kitchen for something to eat. Everything was painted white and it was a simple set up we had going. I yanked open the fridge and grabbed a can of Mountain Dew. Caffeine was exactly what I needed right now; a wake up call. I ran a hand through my hair in frustration. 

Why couldn't I stop thinking about Death. She wasn't anything special. Her gift was deadly. I chuckled out loud at my stupid joke. 

"Sorry man I don't know why I keep zoning like that." I said walking to my room. I closed the door behind me and walked to my computer on the far right wall. Maybe some research might answer some of my questions. 

I searched her under every search engine I could think of but all I came up with was a bunch of dead rich peoples obituarys. What the hell. Doesn't she have a face book or some friends or anything. So far it doesn't look like it. 

Wait those papers said that she was receiving money from some dead rich guy because her name was on his will.........

I started clicking on the people obituarys and reading. 

'Havoc Dusk Morient has received 10 million dollars from....'

'Havoc Dusk Morient has received 4 million dollars from..'

'Havoc Dusk Morient has received 20 million dollars from....'

How does she just receive money from all these dead people much less know them? She's hiding something and I don't think that she got that money because she did them 'a favor' as she said repeatedly.