Metanoia, a Ghost Bird Fanfic

The (tiny) Death Machine With Magic Hair

I just really like this pic and it's meaning correlates with this chapter

HI! I'm back ^-^

Sorry I was gone forever, there's a lot I have planned for this story and I'm having difficulty figuring out what goes where, and making time to write it. I wanted to put a lot of cute stuff in this chapter but I actually need some development first for it to be realistic so sorry, but trust me it gets way lighter soon, but this needs to come first. That being said I have a few things to elaborate on:

1. TRIGGER WARNING: there's some gore and bullying with strong language in this chapter, more in the next. There isn't buckets in this one, the next chapter I'll warn you before anything happens with ****** stars, again it's not going to be horrible but its better to be sensitive to triggers than not.

2. I know some places are awkward, its just part of being new at writing. My Sang is sassy but also extremely self conscious, I mean think of her past. She's had no outside influence so of course she believes what her mother tells her. HOWEVER she's naturally strong and smart, and her sass peaks out right now as a self defense mechanism, and a bit just to show her amusement at some situations. Anyways she's not going to be hating herself forever, I mean just look at this ff's title. I have great plans but we all just need to get through this first bit where her humor is a bit fickle and strange. It'll make more sense later, believe me.

3. All questions on how much the boys know pertaining to her identity will be answered withing the next couple of weeks, in case your curious. The general plot will be moving a lot faster soon.

3. AGAIN IM SORRY FOR VANISHING FOR LIKE 20 DAYS. I now have a solid outline and I'm happy to announce I will be updating this fanfiction EVERY SATURDAY starting the 1st! yaaayyyy (haha I might be more excited than you are). Also this ff has a looonnng way to go, like dozens of chapters.... XD

4. Last but not least I want to thank everyone for the support, this is my first fanfic and I'm having loads of fun and your views, votes, and comments really do make a difference. please tell me what you like and where I can improve. Thanks so much

enjoy

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Once I left Sean's.... Dr. Green? mr. Green? What do I call him?

Once I escaped from the curly haired god of flirtation's room I'm met with a river of bodies again. I try pushing down my blush and try not to dwell on what just happened. 

Breathing in I focus on smothering my thoughts, slowly the edge of excitement trickles away, the vividness of my surrounding blurs too. I can't smell any of the students, I can't feel any of them. 

I remember turning down my sensitivity earlier today too, that's why everything is passing in a blur. It's a handy trick that has helped lessen the burden of being overly alert.

I can't feel the excitement around me, in fact I can't feel anything at all. I honestly don't know if thats better or worse

I decide it's better to be numb once I enter the guy's locker room. Who cares what mystery slime is emitting that smell if I choose not to smell it?!

Nope can't smell anything, in fact I'm not even going to think of what's died in this room. .. Or why the bottom of my shoes are sticking slightly to the floor.....

gross

Opening my locker I grab my clothes and head toward the bathroom stalls, I just need to change and get out of here. I continue focusing on... not focusing on anything and ignore a strange dark smudge on the wall and the noises coming from a group of boys in a different part of the room.