Full Deck

Chapter 4

Today's the day. My first day of school. Ever. Apparently I'm pretty smart. Or at least smart enough to pass the entrance exam.
"Wise man said, 'Just find your place in the eye of the storm. Seek the roses along the way just beware of the thorns'. Here I am will you send me an angel?" I quoted to myself. My life hasn't exactly had highs and lows, only lows. I want to start over. I want to be free of my herritage so people stop judging me based off of my parents. Is that so bad? Is that so wrong?

Some guidance wouldn't be a bad thing. In fact its what I need. I need an angel.

I looked in the mirror, behind my hair, was a chip. I've known about all my life. My father put it there as a tool to control me. I hacked into his computer's mainframe and after I couldn't destroy it I decided to use it to my advantage. To keep my promises. My word.

"Come on time to go. We're living in school dorms from now on so don't forget your stuff." My thoughts were interrupted by Briar's words. All of my stuff was already packed so all I had to do was grab my suitcase plus Killer's collar and leash, attached to Killer that is.

The ride to the school was longer than anticipated but it wasn't to terribly bad. We were instantaneously greeted by an over eccentric short haired brunette with blue eyes and a genuine smile. How can people say I'M the crazy one when this was somewhat normal.
"Hello! My name is Christy and I'll be your tour guide. Our school is very large with 5 floors plus an additional 3 basements and 7 parking lots. We have a lot of staff and students, not to mention the college student teachers and interns that help out." Christy said. Her voice sounded phony and she seemed like the type of person who would be happy even if the universe and every plane of excistance seist to excist. And thats pretty bad.

"The first 3 floors are for classes. The three basements hold the school's bowling alley, weight room, football field, gymnasium, and theatre for drama. The top two floors are only for club rooms, and the principles's offices. Here are your schedules. We each have at least one class together, or we at least have homeroom first period together. Come on I'll show you the class and you can meet new people and maybe even make some friends." Christy said babling about how nice and awesome the teachers were and how everyone is welcoming to new students.

We walked into the classroom andno one came to talk to us. How welcoming. I spotted a tallish, cuteish, boy that seemed familiar in more ways than one. He had black hair that was swept back, vibrant blue eyes, and a snazzy outfit.

"Hey Christy, who's he?" I ask.
"Him? That's Damien Wayne. Son of Bruce Wayne. Don't go chasing after him though, he's never let anyone close to him besides his butler, and his dad." She replied.
"Well, you know what they say. Don't like it til you try it!"
"But that's for food!"
"Exactly." Briar face palmed and Violet mumbled "aye vay" to herself while Christy tried to wrap her head around the joke I just made. The inuendo squad brought to you by Ashlyn Quinn!

"Hi, I'm new here and was wondering if you could help me get caught up with the rest of the class? I'm Ashlyn Quimzel." I asked. When I registered my two 'n' got mistaken for one 'm' so I just rolled with it.
"Sure. I'm Damian, pleased to meet you." Damian said. He invited me over to his house tonight after school. Turns out we have almost every class together apart from some electives.