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School. Ugh.
I can't believe Mom signed me up for a private high school when we first moved in here.
The teachers are all snobs and they think they're the best since they're so rich.
I should probably wake up now, go take a shower and get dressed.
Probably feed Fitz, too. Sigh.
I opened my eyes to see... Not My Room.
This was an odd, eerie place.
The walls were dark, made of some kind of stone. It was a little chilly in here, but I had a blanket wrapped around me. There was a glass of water on a table beside me, and I was in a bed, with gray curtains sweeping around me.
I remembered what had happened before. The killings. The Nine-Tails. Vaughn. Seth and his foreign car.
I wanted to escape reality. Go back to sleep. But I couldn't, because a face appeared in front of me as soon as I woke.
"Hello." he said, looking down at me.
I was speechless. He was gorgeous, and he captivated me by his very presence. His dark brown hair was in a slight disarray, but that wasn't what caught my attention so much. His gray-green eyes were mesmerizing. Something in them told me that he was either dangerous or friendly. I couldn't tell. But they were exquisite. His lips were unmoving, but I knew he had dimples if he smiled. He was... breath taking. Then I realized he had just spoken to me and I had taken about thirty seconds to answer.
"Hi." I stuttered. Why was he so attractive?!
"Welcome to the Den." he says flatly.
"Oh. Right, thanks." I murmured. That would explain it. He was a nine-tail. Go figure.
"My name is Nolan Pierre. I'm your Denmate, basically." he says with absolutely no emotion.
"I'm-"
"Reia Ille. We know. You're the talk of the Lead." his eyes dart to my eyes. I can feel my eyes widen as his gaze pierces through me, and he speaks. "Especially since you're Master Vaughn's apprentice."
Vaughn. Vaughn. Vaughn, who made all this happen to me.
"No." I whispered. "I'm no one's apprentice." I looked down, avoiding his gaze. Surprisingly, Nolan aggressively lifts my head up to face him, and he shouts angrily.
"Listen here, Reia. You killed your mother and father and now you have no home. Denial of reality isn't going to help you. The state police think that your entire family just left. If you go back out there, there will be consequences. The hunger will come back to you. It'll be painful. You might just end up killing everybody in your town. Trust me, you're better off here. So just suck it up and listen." he glares at me.
Somehow, this triggers something deep inside me.
"What if I don't want to listen! You...you... you just appear right infront of me and yell at me! Don't you know what I'm going through?! I killed my parents, I know! I feel terrible! I have no family or friends! I'm basically homeless, and you expect me to follow around orders from a guy who made my life miserable? What the fuck?!" I yelled right back at him. I didn't care if he was hopelessly attractive. Nolan was a stranger. What right did he have to go on shouting at me on our first day of impression?
"I do know what you're going through." he snapped. It suddenly hit me that he was a nine-tail. He had a normal life once. "Everyone here, knows what you're going through. Hell, everyone here can hear you right now. Your Denmates, your Leaders. You sound hopelessly childish to them." His gray-green eyes were cold and hard now, and they jerked away when I looked into them, embarrased. "I'm supposed to be your escort." he hissed.
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