Chapter 2

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In my home room I became best friends with this guy, his name was Micah. He was 5'11" dirty blonde hair kept short military style and with ocean blue eyes. Micah was there for me the rest if the year and I was there for him when his girlfriend Amanda started shit. Mind you Micah was the first person I told outside of the supernatural world what I was and what I can do and he always knew what to do when everything went bad. Amanda was a bitch. And I don't mean like your average 21st century high school popular bitch, I mean she thought she was queen of the damn world and we were all yet damn peasants.

She hated me for no reason, probably because I knew more about her boyfriend than she did and they've been dating for about 8 months now. Micah was done, he had enough of her shit. She was pressing so many things on him that he didn't want or need and was done. It was SOL time (whatever they are needed for I will never understand) and he sat next to me like always and was red in the face and shaking. I didn't even have to ask what happened, I excused myself from the class an told Micah i'd be right back. He saw the purple flash across my eyes like they do when I was pissed, he grabbed my arm and told me to sit. He's never stopped me before so I listened. He told me what happened and I was devastated. His grandma had passed away over night and Amanda basically told him to grow a pair and get the fuck over it. He began to cry and I held him and close as possible.

After the SOL I told him it'll all be alright. He smiled and embraced me in another tight hug. Then I got this feeling in my chest I've only felt before and I pushed him away and told him I'll call him later. The look of confusion flashed over his eyes along with sorrow, I blew him a kiss, turned around and ran down the hall to Amanda's next class.

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