Sovereign of Adversity [BEING REWRITTEN]

~ 7 ~

~Christian's P.O.V~

Ugh. What did I do?
I rubbed my face, classes were going to start soon and Kyliah was ignoring me.
'And it's all your fault' Chris chastised me.
'You should have just listened to her' Ash agreed.
'I couldn't, she is wrong about Alison' I argued.
'How do you think that makes her feel?' Ash said quietly.
There was nothing I could say, all I could do was prove her wrong. Hopefully it will get her closer to what she needs to find out.
'Are we skipping class?' Chris mused.
'We are going to have an adventure' I grabbed my bag and rushed through the doors.
All the students emerged into the halls and I rushed into the cafeteria looking for the shiny black hair.
I saw nothing, moving to the next spot I tried to think of where she would be.
"Welcome to your first day of classes students!" The headmasters voice rang out into the halls, "make it to your classes on time and have a good day!"

People were brushing past each other trying to go into their classes, I saw a figure move through the crowd in a complete opposite direction.
'What if it's not her?' Ash asked suspiciously.
'They can still hold some information' I shrugged and pressed through the crowd.
Noticing the the figure was about my height, the smell wafting was familiar.
Images flashed to when Kyliah passed my room, she was with a guy named..?
"Dylan!" I immediately hid around a corner, not wanting to be seen by the pair.
'I bet you wish you were invisible right now' Ash laughed.
'You are a di-' My thoughts were fading into the scene in front of me.
Blue-Eyes walked up to Dylan and kissed him.
I was stunned. Doesn't she have a mate?
"Did you do what you were supposed to?" She smiled up at him.
"No, we only talked for a little bit and then she left" her smile faltered but there was a sparkle in her eyes.
"Okay, I forgive you" She snaked her arms around his neck, "only if you do me a favor"
I pressed my back against the wall, not knowing what to do with this information. Looking back, I saw them going to a spot, to do who knows what.
I felt bad for Gabriel but it was not my place to tell him about it, and I have more important things to worry about.

I began to walk away, wishing I had a few advantages. Letting the thought about following Blue-Eyes and Dylan around pass, I could already guess what they were going to do but the looming question of what she wanted him to do kept playing in my mind.
"So that's how you get your kicks, big boy?" There was a slur coming from behind me.
I looked into dull purple eyes rimmed with black eye bags, stress evident in the creases of her eyes. Face framed with a drunken smile.
"What?" I stepped back a few paces trying to avoid her flirtatious hands.
"We both know what you saw," she giggled, I noticed her face was bruised, "did you like what you see?"
"Raven, stop you are clearly drunk," looking at her hurt stare, her face turned into a scowl.
"It's because of her, right?" She seethed.
I didn't realize how close she was, in her eyes there was a look. There was no way of telling what it meant, but Raven looked tortured.
"You are supposed to be her friend" I whispered. Her face darkened.
"Her friend? She's been nothing but a ditzy doodled nuisance!" She roared.
"What did she do to you?" Taken aback, Raven was silent. Tears pooled her eyes, I almost felt bad.
"As soon as she walked through the doors everyone loved her, I loved her" the tears fell and now I felt bad.
"Who is doing this to you Raven? Who is hurting you?" She sobered up instantly.
"Stay out of my business!" She hissed and stumbled away.
I stood in a daze for a minute, or two. Beginning to walk to my second period class, there was a feeling of dread creeping up my spine. I have two periods with Gabriel and I didn't know what to do.
Entering the class and sitting down quietly, the teacher began to ramble on. My blood ran cold when a smiling Gabriel walked into the room.
'Of course he sat next to me' I groaned.
'Look at it this way,' Ash started.
'You would want someone to tell you' Chris finished.
Sighing, I ran my hand through my hair.