Fallen (editing)

Chapter 23

I watch Mr. Johnson carefully from my desk.
When I concentrate, I can see thin energy seams surrounding him. I look at them hungrily:
I raise my hand, furrowing my brow convincingly.
"Mr. Johnson? I'm confused."
He walks over to me, running a hand through his hair.
His eyes look at me, bright and intensely dark.
Demon eyes.
"Yes, Sylt?"
"I was wondering if you could help me with something?"
"Yes, yes of course."
He smiles cheerfully and leans over my shoulder.
I scribble something quickly onto the paper.
His hair droops over his widening eyes.
He hisses and steps away.
I look at him, concerned. "Mr. Johnson? Are you ok?"
His skin flakes and he hisses again.
"Princcccceeee........"
I put a hand on his arm. "Mr. Johnson?"
Rushes of dark energy blaze through my hand, storing itself away.
I grin inwardly, maintaining a concerned expression.
My classmates whisper to themselves.
"What's wrong with him?"
"What happened?"
"Wait, what?"
Their confusion stores itself away. I pull more energy from the demon in front of me.
Mr. Johnson's eyes are glazed and his mouth is frozen in a grimace.
I look at the humans. "I think I should take him to the......"
"Nurse," Dimitrio whispers from my bag.
"The nurse. Yeah, I'll take him to the nurse."
The humans nod in agreement. "Yeah, ok, sure."
I nod and sling my bag over my shoulder.
"Come on, Mr. Johnson."
I lead him out the door and to the main office, fighting to urge to celebrate
The apple-cheeked woman from my first day smiles at me.
"Hello there!"
"Hi. Uh..... Can you tell me where the nurse is? My, uh, teacher needs to see her."
The woman points down a hall behind.
"First door on your right."
I nod. "Thank you."
I hear Dim snort in my bag. "Thank you, the demon said."
I jostle my bag and he shuts up.
I walk into a small room, plastered with posters.
A red-haired woman sits behind a desk, talking to a girl.
She spots me and holds up a finger. Wait.
I nod and sit down on a chair, pulling a dazed Mr. Johnson into one.
The red-haired woman finally comes over to me and her eyes widen.
"What happened?"
I shrug. "I'm not really sure. Maybe he had a panic attack?"
The power in my voice easily sways the woman.
She purses her lips. "I'll take a look at him. You wait here until I can write you a pass."
I nod and settle down into the chair.
Suddenly, the door bursts open, and a frazzled Halley walks through.
She clutchs her stomach and moans. She staggers through the bathroom door.
Ashley walks through the door next, her blonde hair a mess.
She fixes it up, pulling it into a high ponytail, and scans the room.
She glances at me and frowns. "Where's Halley?"
I point to the room Halley went into and she walks in, her boots hitting the ground forcefully.
She walks back out and sighs, leaning against the wall.
"What's wrong with her?"
She looks at me coldly. "Why do you want to know?"
I shrug. "Is there a problem if I do?"
Ash sighs and crosses her arms.
"She just got sick or something. She said she was feeling dizzy and crap."
"Oh." Energy loss.
She turns to me. "Why are you here?"
"My, uh, math teacher had an attack or something."
"An attack?"
"Like a panic attack."
"Oh."
I crane my head towards the room Halley's in.
"Is she ok?"
Ash glares at me. "Why do you care?"
I raise an eyebrow. "Why do you care if I care?" Power flows from my throat.
Let's see what happens.
Dimitrio pokes his head out of my bag, looking at Ashley intently.
Her face twitches. "Because- because- Halley- Halley is- she's my first friend ok? I don't really- I don't like people. Halley's relatable. She's fun and calm. And nothing is going to happen to her."
Her face is red and her eyebrows are stretched downwards.
I cock my head, looking at her. She's trying to fight it.
Her eyes are burning cold and they stare at me furiously.
"Point taken."
She calms down and nods.
So this is what Dimitrio meant. Her immunity wears off.
Finally, the nurse comes out and hands me a paper.
"You can go to your next class now. A sub will come down for Mr. Johnson's class."
I nod. "Ok."
I stand up and carry my bag.
I glance at Ashley. "Bye, Ash."
Her mouth twitches for a second. "Bye, Sylt."