Secrets Untold To Us

Chapter 20: We should talk

Chapter 20: Weshould talk

The next day school was starting, and I was so relieved by how well I had been doing keeping my lips sealed. Since, I found out more about my angel ancestry, and powers. Thank God my mom believed the ‘Halloween store’ lie that I fed Ethan with. ~cough~ Idiots!

Instead, I added a  new touch this time, the wings were from the clearance section, that’s why they were so ‘nappy’ and dirty. Also Dad dropped me off further down the street because he couldn’t stand the stench. What a classic!

 Even though I hate to lie to my mother like this but, “a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do, Holla!”             I was getting the hang of this lying thing. First I was unsure, but it just might work after all!

The bell rang, and my stomach twisted into knots. Even though I was in the ‘specialized’ program, I still don’t want to be surrounded by dweebs and losers, I guess. Maybe I’m contradicting myself. Aren’t I one…well whatever.

Grade 11 was where it’s at! All I wanted to see was my best friend Ruth. We couldn’t hang out during the summer, since her father got transferred to Paris for the summer. Damn she is lucky!

French crepes, and…Well now’s not the time. Luckily I filled her in with all the scoop happening during my summer um…disast—. I mean vacation.  I told her everything, from Ethan, to the ball, Eric, but…not the Angel thing. Although she was my best friend I couldn’t trust her with a secret this big.

As I walked In the school I saw my ‘ride or die chick,’ slash BFF, slash. Whatever the hell that’s next, walking towards me.

Too keep it simple, I saw Ruth! We ran up to each other and hugged so tight, that we didn’t want to let go.  Then of course after this we did our little handshake, a little clap here, and there then voila! Our ‘handshake.’

“So what are you going to do if Ethan walks through that door again, I mean situations like this need to be handled lightly. Did he really cry Heather?”

“Yeah, I mean. Maybe we will get back together, or maybe we won’t.”

I was so happy,  to finally talk with my best friend again ‘face to face.’ That made all my troubles go away. But of course not for long. It was like in a movie, the school doors flung open, and there he was. His abdomen was so tempting the way his arms flexed, and his lips looked softer. Also the way he winked, and bites his lip. Ugh! I couldn’t resist.

“Earth to Heather, you can’t do this.” Ruth whispered while waving her hands in front of me.

But just before I got out of it, Ethan came up to me. He stared at me for a good couple of seconds and I stared back. It’s like our eyes was communicating in itself. Kind of like…Magic. I couldn’t help but bat my eyelashes as I was amazed by that sexy grin. I still couldn’t help but gaze at his lips again. I honestly couldn’t help but wonder if he used EOS lip balm, but damn his lips were in great condition.

“Oh good Lord, look Heather I’ll catch you after school and at lunch and also… Ethan!” Ruth said in an annoying tone. While Ethan responded with his eyes locked at mine.

“Yeah.”

“Ugh… forget it!” Ruth mumbled under her breath as she walked away.

I quickly shook myself out of my own ‘little world’ and went back to reality. “Look Ethan, I think it’s time that we talk—.” I suggested. Then he cut me off.

‘Maybe we can give us one more try, even though we rushed in New York we can slow down a little at Lawson High. What’d ya say?” He said calmly while touching my hand.

I could feel his warm hands uniting with my palms. All the old feelings we had before were coming back, and I couldn’t help but say…Definitely! As we walked to class hand in hand.

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I was bored as hell in Mr. Wheeler’s class, History…Not my best subject. Well I’m kidding! I’m an Angel, and Angels know everything. But I still needed to keep my cover. Before I could finish my thought, a screeching sound on the chalk board ruined everything. Has this man not heard of gently, damn!

“Heather!”

“Shit—“ I mumbled under my breath.

“John Locke asserted that all people were born with the right —?” He yelled sharply.

“Life, liberty, and poverty” I yelled back before he could finish. Weird it’s as if I knew what he was going to say.

“What year was the independence for the United States propos—“

“Independence for the United States was actually proposed by Richard Henry Leigh on June 7th, 1776. Jefferson, Adams, Franklin, Sherman, and Livingston formed a committee to form a list of complaints that declared a want for independence from England. It was finished and signed on July 2nd, 1776, which is when Declaration was actually declared. 

July 4th, 1776, it was made known to the public, and ever since then, people have celebrated Independence on the 4th of July.” I continued gasping for air. Damn I remembered a lot.

Mr. Wheeler stood their shoot questions at me, and of course I answered them all correctly.

But then I felt depressed, dark scared and alone. Something wasn’t right. I closed my eyes and I was in a dark and scary place. God only knows what happened. I wanted to scream.

When I finally got the courage to open my eyes, I could feel my necklace vibrating, like crazy beneath my thin tank top, I  covered my chest with my jacket to prevent everyone from staring at my vibrating ‘boobs.’

 Subsequently I remembered what Auntie Katie had said about the necklace, when she had given it to me.

 “When danger is near it will alert your heart, and you too will become ready for what is to come.”

Maybe danger was really coming, but still I couldn’t tell either way.

Thank God Mr. Wheeler’s back was turned or I would’ve been embarrassed to explain the cause for my ‘vibrating breasts’

“Mr. Wheeler, we have a new student who is registered in the specialized program.” Said a soft voice from the door way.

“Bring him in Mrs. Sheryl.” Mr. Wheeler insisted.

My head began ton pound again, as if someone was sending me a message. Weird, I honestly thought that I was able to harness this…If danger is near, and messages are being sent to me mentally. Their sure as hell must be another Angel in this school, or even worse than that. Who knows? I got to find out before things get worse.

“ Class I’d like you to meet—.”