Hotel Raven

Day one- Morning

"Morning" I smile at Sophia and Peyton, the teachers slammed on all the doors and brought pots at 7 AM, I've barely slept. I swear yesterday happened, I wasn't imagining the girl or the old dude, I'm not psychotic!

I pull up my Nike workout pants, sports bra and a hoodie with a zip. I pull my hair up in a tail and grab my phone, I'm heading out of the room to go get breakfast when I see that creep JC, he's filming me.

"What do you think you're doing?" I ask him stern and walk up to him. 

"What does it look like? I'm obviously filming you" He answers, I widen my eyes and look at him bluntly. Where does he think he can just film me without permission?

"Well stop it!" I tell him demanding, I always catch him filming me around school. Do you have like an obsession with me?

"Nah, I'm good. You're good material" He explains and grins, good material? Are you kidding me? Talking about being psychotic...

"What is wrong with you? Give me the footage!" I start to try and grab the camera but like everyone else, he's way taller than me. Everyone's taller than me, well Sophia is the same height but Peyton's like 5'8 while me and Soph are about 5'5. Adrian's 6 fucking 3 and when he hovers over me I might get tiny, just a little though, tiiiny intimidated. Anyway JC's tall, I dont know, about 6'2 or something, what do I know? I'm no genius. 

"It bothers you doesn't it?" He asks, I roll my eyes and huff.

"Well isn't that obvious?" I chuckle, how stupid is he?

"No, the fact that I'm not intimidated by you like every other attention whore our school is made of? Or that you can't threaten me because the chances of me caring are slim to none? You have no affect on me what's so ever" he explains and leans on the wall, what is his deal?

"Huh? What are you trying? Are you trying to make me scared of those words? Because I can tell you that I don't care about any of that attention or peasants that follow me like a puppy. In fact, I'm quite boring, but my ability to make people adore me is what makes me the Queen of Angels. My way of threatening, is me simply telling you what I'm capable of, you as in people in general, decide how you hear it. Lucky me, they take it as a warning, not to mess with me, you really don't like saints do ya?" I tell him and cross my hands over my chest. I love speaking like this to people, they fall under my spell one by one. 

"Not that I dont agree with what you said but looks do have a little say in your little title, miss Angel. But boring? Saint? I wouldn't say that, Reahlynn. I guess Saint's have sins too?" He raises his brow, his shadow eyes glaring at me, perfectly in line with his smirk. He walks away, leaving me speechless on the hallway. He knows?

'Rhealynn?' I jump up and turn to the right, I thought I heard her. She's not here anymore Rhea, Forget about her. She did it to him, not you, stop feeling guilty!

Breath.

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"Okay" I breath out and lean on the wall, closing my eyes. 

"Still freaked out from last night?" I quickly open my eyes when I hear the ear poisoning voice, Adrian's. I look at him and push my back from the wall and start walking down the hallway towards the cafeteria.

"I'm fine" I mumble and look ahead, he runs after me and stops as he reaches my pace.

"What's wrong angel?" He asks and looks at me, smiling to the woman passing us, if she even was there.

"Nothing, I'm just hungry and tired because a little pussy dragged me throughout the hotel last night because he was scared of ghosts..." I hint and glare at him int eh corner of my right eye. he chuckles and shakes his head.