Darkest Powers Retold

Chapter Three-Black Hair, Green Eyes

♡ Ello! So, as you can see where it says the POV, there's something different. There's flashbacks now! The flashbacks was an idea by Morgan, all credits to her. It was the best idea ever because now we can show what happened before the edison group took us. I hope you like the start of the flashbacks. Byeee -avery ♡

Morgan×Pov - Flashback

I rush out the door that way I can show up at Avery's house for school. Another school day of course. Actually, it's a special day. As I walk on the pavement I see a small "N" spray painted in blue on a section of the sidewalk. I examine it everyday as I walk to Avery's house. I hope I have everything because I would hate to forget something. It would be completely embarrassing.

When I get there, I barge in without knocking. I set down my bag carefully and then sprint upstairs to wake up sleeping beauty. I come in and see her seven year old little sister Cayley is asleep. I climb up the ladder then onto Avery's bunk and hope it doesn't crumble to the ground.

I jump on her and whisper, "Climb out of bed, it's the first day of school." She rubbed her eyes but then closed them again. I shook her and then she gave me a push in anger, offing my balance and causing me to have to grab hold of the railing.

"Get off of me," she groaned. Instead of climbing back down the ladder, I bounced off over the railing, and when my feet landed they made a monstrous thumping noise. I checked to see if I woke up Cayley. Luckily, she was still sound asleep. She's still in elementary school so she won't have to wake up for another half hour or so.

My stomach growled, so I hustled downstairs to grab me a pop tart. I slipped it in one of the pockets of my bag, careful not to crush it. It is never impossible to enjoy a crushed pop tart. I trekked up the stairs again to make sure she was up because if not we were going to miss the bus. If we miss the bus, we miss the first day of school.

When I arrived at Avery's room again I noticed how much purple was in there. Did they not like any other colors? Seriously, purple sheets, purple walls, purple rug, a purple organizer that holds Avery's art supplies. I spot Avery at her closet trying to pick out something nice to wear and I sigh in relief.

I go over to her white desk and study one of her beautiful drawings. It was a short girl with wavy orange hair pulled into a side ponytail. She had a short blue dress on with a black ribbon that was tied into a bow at her waist.

Avery was done so she tugged at my arm to let me know we needed to go. I followed her out the door and we had a long walk to the bus stop. We had to go up a teeny hill, and then down an enormous one.

When we got there the bus arrives soon after. We step up the stairs and say good morning to the bus driver. This is my first year of highschool so I followed her to where she sits. She is in 10th grade so she knows how things work. We are extremely close in age, only a month and a half, but still in different grades. We take a seat in the back of the bus.

We were the first stop so there was twenty minutes before we entered school property. We examined our schedule and unfortunately we had to split up for first period. I worked really hard in middle school that way I could achieve some of the same classes as her.

My first class was 11th grade English. Surprisingly, I was only the second person to join. The other guy there looked overweight in baggy clothes. He had black hair that hangs in his face and green eyes. He was also very tall.

He gives me a quick glance but looks away. I just shrug my shoulders and sigh. I always prefer to sit in the front that way I can see the board better. The guy sits all the way in the back. More people started rolling in and when the bell rang the teacher introduced herself.

She was a middle age woman that was brunette. She was about 5' 7". Most of the time all I heard was blah blah blah. We were only going over class rules and all that unimportant stuff you have to hear about on the first day. When class ended I hurried out.

I went straight to my next class that way I could stay out of trouble. My best class was what I had next, math. This time Avery appeared at the door. She sat next to me and we talked until another student came in. It was that same guy with the black hair and green eyes. We continued our conversation.

This class seemed to go by real quick. There was still one more class before lunch so I started heading there, stopping at my locker first. Of course, I got the bottom locker. I remembered the combination a week ago. I put all my 500-pound books in there and set my science book to the side that way I could organize the locker real quick.

I stood up and heard the bell ring. I quickly hurried to class. The 9th grade science teacher was a young woman that looked like it was her first year teaching. The same thing as in my first class, I didn't know anyone. My stomach growled and I remembered that lunch was next. So far this day has gone spectacularly, I think to myself.

When the bell rung I jolted to my locker because I was hungry and wanted some food. I neatly placed my Science book in there and slammed the door. Let's see how long it would take for me to find the cafeteria. I'd give myself twenty seconds.