Inexperience

This Character is not Felix, Who is She?

    I sat on my bed, practically begging for someone to barge in and take me away, just so I could break this monotone routine. Go to school, come back, do the school's homework, then complete the daily work my MIA dad sends. Finally, after finishing all of that work, I fall asleep at 9:00, exhausted. No time to myself, no time to be a rebel, and absolutely no time for anyone else. I just study, study, study, and study. I decided to continue the cycle for now, and rest my tired body. As always, the alarm wakes me up at 5:00, on the dot. I get up, brush my teeth, get a shower, dry off, change into my uniform, cook my eggs, eat my breakfast consisting of burnt eggs and water, open the door, and walk to school, just like every other day in my life. Actually, I sometimes spice up my breakfast with milk instead of water.
    On the way to my high school, I count the houses on the right side of me, so I can squeeze as much entertainment out of the day as I can. Unsurprisingly, it did not help much. After I got tired of that, I checked my watch, praying I won't be late for my early morning test review session. It read 6:30. I sighed in relief, as the class starts at 7:30. Since I was halfway there, I felt like taking a small rest to catch my breath would not be a bad idea. I looked around for a convenient bench, but unfortunately the only thing i could sit on was the curb. Not being picky, I dusted a spot off and sat down.
    After a few minutes of sitting there, I began to feel an uneasiness settling in my stomach. It was not particularly pleasant, so I decided to start moving forwards again to see if that would help. As soon as I started walking, it died down a little, and when I sped up, it went away completely. Just to experiment, I stopped. Sure enough, the feeling came back. At this point, I was quite scared, since there was nothing reasonable that would have caused this to happen. I started sprinting, planning not to stop until I arrived at the school. After a few minutes of consistent running, I saw my destination, and the moment I saw it, I collapsed on the ground, exhausted. I laid there to gather my energy for a moment before going to class.
    When I got to the review session, it was around 7:00, so my teacher was not there yet. I figured I could make the teacher's life easier by setting up the classroom for her. It annoyed me that the last class of the day didn't do it for us yesterday. It wasn't that hard after all.
    Sighing, I moved the desks from the middle of the room to the sides of it, leaving one in its original position. For the finishing touch, I took down the chair on the isolated desk, and placed it on the ground. Satisfied with my work, I sat down. With ten minutes until my class, I decided to pull out my handmade study guide, and preform its intended purpose.
    Before I could actually make any progress, the now familiar feeling settled in my stomach again, although rather mildly. I tried to disregard it, but the more I tried, the more intense it got. It seemed pointless to try and do any more studying, so I decided to pace around the empty classroom, eventually ending up near the window. Deciding to get some fresh air, I opened it. I poked my head out, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath. When that did not help, I jogged around the room to try and duplicate what had fixed this before, although it didn't make a dent in it. In fact, instead of getting better, it turned into an immense pain, causing me to bend over and vomit on the floor. Trying not to make a bigger mess, I attempted to drag myself to the window so I could send my past meal outside, but before I could make it there, a blood-curling scream resonated throughout the school. With increased haste, I stumbled to the window, hoping to get a glimpse of what caused it.
    Standing in the parking lot was a beast taller than the school and about as wide as the three cars it was standing in front of. In addition to its massive size, a trailing black mist replaced his eyes, and rows of spikes lined its back, beginning at the head, and ending on the tail. The monster titled its head up, and released the same earth-shattering roar as before. When it ended, two more of the same creature appeared, knocking down buildings as they walked. After witnessing this, I stood in place, completely at a loss of what to do. Seeing no option but to pray for a miracle, I did just that. In unison, they let out another cry and started charging towards the school. "Someone, please, save us," I murmured. I closed my eyes and hoped for the best. The building shook when the collision finally happened, and I winced when I heard familiar voices desperately calling out for help. A crushing despair washed over me, my head filling up with thoughts complaining about my inability to save them. They crashed into the walls a second time, and I felt the school shudder a bit more than than before

     "Halt!" An unknown man shouted.

     As soon as that word was uttered, everything around me seemed to freeze in their places, basically stopping in time. Shocked and in awe, I stood up slowly, staggering a little, as I was still a little nauseated. A few moments of silence passed before a man, dressed in a simple brown robe, jumped down from the roof of the school. He stood in front of the beasts with his back to me, dramatically moving his arm upward. In a twist of fate, he did not pull out a wand from his sleeve, but instead flipped the monsters off and shouted, "Begone, heathens!" A bolt of lightning came down from the cloudless sky and blew up the entire parking lot, his foes suffering the same fate.

    "Not again," He sighed before kneeling down on the ground and resting his hand upon it.

    Without warning, the scattered pieces of burnt asphalt started to rise into the air. In the air, they formed into a puzzle-like formation and began to make their way downward. As this was happening, he turned around and looked me straight in the eyes, seeming not to care at all about the phenomenon occurring behind him. There was nothing special about his appearance except for his eyes. They shone bright blue with an intensity that was rivaled only by fire. He saw my expression of pure disbelief and said, "Don't you recognize me Aurora?" The asphalt returned to their original positions, and the man's eyes faded into a deep shade of their previous color.

    "D-d-ad?" I choked out.

    "Took you long enough," He chuckled.

    "Wha-what just happened?"

    "Sorry honey, I don't have any time to explain, but just know that some company will be headed your way shortly," He said as he started limping away from me.

    "Dad, are you alright?"

    He turned around and croaked, "Yeah, just a little tired. I should be alright though."

    At a loss for words, I let him go with no further resistance.