I glared at the people staring at me, there was a large distance between me and the crowed around me. They did everything they could to avoid me, the girls formed a circle around me keeping a good distance from me in the process. David and Benson walked on either side of me, Nyx following closely.
I was in a shit mood, every little thing was pissing me off. The day is finally over and I really want some freaking nachos right now, so we were headed to the food court. My shirt was bothering me, in fact I just really hate shirts in general right now. A low grumbling started in my throat as my fists clenched, Benson looked down at me.
"Todd what's wrong?" My eye twitched and I hissed at him "SHIRTS!" He jumped back a little looking more than a little confused, "What about them exactly is bothering you?" David asking carefully as he pulled his shirt off his chest to look down at it confused.
I stopped walking and pulled mine off before lighting it on fire, I was not satisfied. Everyone was staring at me again. I snarled at them and flapped my wings, they all scurried away looking at the ground some letting out a squeak of fear. I huffed and started marching on again. I slammed the doors to the food court open.
The teachers were eating at this time, students usually didn't bother with the food court right now. They all turned to me, David rubbed my arm and kissed my head "Calm down Todd."
I glared at him and grabbed his shirt pulling his face close to mine "Take it off." He stared wide eyed at me before ripping his shirt off quickly and holding it out to me. I snatched it and threw it on the ground slamming my bare foot down on it causing a loud boom as the ground caved in and the shirt disintegrated. I turned sharply and headed for the large column of foods.
Mr. Donale stepped in my way holding a glass of wine "Todd you have been rude all day, do not take your anger problems out on everyone else." Benson shook his head rapidly and waved desperately trying to get the Element Teacher to stop talking.
I stared at him, my glare getting harder by the second, his hair was pissing me off, his tie was pissing me off, his shirt was really pissing me off, and his shoes pissed me off. Actually, he in general pissed me off.
His face slowly went from stern teacher lecturing student to confused to slightly afraid. Benson wrapped his arms around me and took a step back. David stepped in front of me and raised his hands at Mr. Donale.
"Please, please, please do not get him angry anymore! He's... in heat." He whispered the last part and Mr. Donale's eyes widened with understanding. "You didn't!" David flinched and shrugged "We couldn't help it, please just don't piss him off right now." My arms tensed up and I yelled in anger "PISS ME OFF?!" I turned around and pulled Benson's shirt off forcefully before ripping it and burning it in my hands.
"PISS ME OFF?! HIM STANDING THERE HAS PISSED ME OFF! LOOK AT HIM! HIS HAIR IS TOO FUCKING PERFECT! HIS TIE IS CROOKED, HIS SHIRT IS AN UGLY ASS COLOR, HIS SHOES DON'T MATCH AND HIS SMELL IS RUINING MY APPITITE!" I let out a harsh puff of air causing flames to flare from the corners of my mouth. I shot forward and gripped his tie, yanking him forward I pushing my hand threw his perfectly combed hair effectively ruining it. I pulled his shirt open popping the buttons on it off to reveal his overly muscular chest and arms before forcing his body up and turning him upside down and melting his shoes right off his feet.
I let his body drop to the floor and I threw his tie on the ground and stomped over to the food. I snatched a random carrot and ate it harshly, no longer in the mood for nachos.
Mrs. Roxe appeared next to my mates looking concerned, she stared at me cautiously while whispering to the brothers. They gestured to me a few times, then to Mr. Donale who was slowly standing up.
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Beautiful Colors
FantasyPeople who are born with extra abilities such as mind control, flying, super speed, super strength, among other things, usually find out they are different at a young age. These kids are sent to a special school, a school that teaches them how to bl...