finding your LIGHT

Chapter 1

I stared out the window of the bus, the bright afternoon sun burning and stinging my eyes. Most people can't wait for the last day of school so they can say there farewells to some of their friends they won't see over the weekend, but all I can't wait for on the last day of school is the minute I step off the bus and don't have to see those people for another few months. But, lucky me, I'm still fifteen, and so for still in high school. So next year I'll be a Sophomore. Again, lucky me.

At school I'm constantly bullied, mentally and physically. And just because I wear black. Yet today I hadn't been bullied. Telling the god-honest truth, I was kind of afraid. Even though it was the last day of school, I doubt they would ever give me a break. Usually on the last day of school they're the cruelest. I didn't trust this. Not one bit. What if they actually decided to give me a break, but only because they were going to be even worse to me next year?

I tried to push that thought out of my head, but it came back, and with horrible visions. l could just imagine their abuse so horrid that it could possibly result in my death, and all the different ways my death would come. It would probably be from someone punching me so hard in the head it killed me, to me committing suicide. I cautiously put my head up and looked around at all the kids and even the bus driver. Even he's been in some of their pranks. But they all didn't see me, or pretended not to. When the bus halted, I hesitated. I was the first stop. I couldn't believe this was happening. For me, being invisible all day was heaven. But somewhere in my heart, I knew it was too good to be true. Just as I got to the front of the bus, I felt a stab in my right shoulder, and pain spread throughout my body.

I gasped and shot around, my ear buds falling out of my ears. I turned just in time to see darts hurtling 60 miles per hour at me from behind, and hear the laughter of my peers. I ducked, avoiding most of the darts, although I felt the wind slide right in between my fingers, indicating my I Phone was broken. I was pretty sure my backpack got the rest. But when the darts stopped, I was shivering with pain. I could almost swear the dart in my shoulder had cut through my tendon, and forcing by backpack against it to not get hit with any more didn't help. I shot to my feet, the rage inside of me sparking and blaring at a dangerous level. For them.

I balled my hands into fists and looked at all those smiling faces, how I hated them all, as they laughed as they caused me pain. I could destroy them all with a simple wave of my hand. My kind have that kind of power, but most use it for good. And rightly so. When we get old enough, we're all forced to become guardians, assigned to a certain human for as long as they live. then we die a day later. And if we disdain our places, no one knows what could happen to our humans. That's why some of them end up in jail, or get murdered. Their angels hadn't been watching them. I glared at all of them, trying to think through my flaring anger and frustration. With my last bit of rational thought, I gritted my teeth so hard I thought they would crack and shatter and stormed off the bus.

I sprinted around the large area of property we owned, trying to find some way to calm myself down, because it felt like I never would until I got to see each and every one of them die by my hand. What usually helps the best is when I wrap my wings around myself. They're blinding white, so white sometimes they give me a large headache or a small migraine, but for some reason that comforts me. The only reason why I've come up with so far is the mere fact that the shimmering light is coming from me. It makes me forget about the blackness I know lurks inside of me. But I couldn't let my wings come out now. . .Amy could be anywhere around our aunt and uncle's mansion and or yard, and she couldn't see my wings yet. Or anyone else's, for that matter. She still didn't even know about herself. I kept sprinting, enjoying the burn in my legs. Going at top speed, I rounded a corner, toppling on top of my boyfriend/best friend/only friend, Jack.

Thx for reading!!! Srry, I know this chapter was seriously short, but I couldn't figure out a way to lengthen it. Btw... updates might take a little while. I gota balance homework and chores and some times when I get grounded. It's bound to happen some time soon. :/ But pls read, vote and comment! Thx!