Before The Stars Fall

Chapter One: Clouds

          I didn't know who I was as a person. I didn't know who anyone was as a person anymore. The anxiety rushes up my nose and down my lungs. As I walked through the walls that had nothing but hell to be held within it, I felt the cold air rush down my neck and shoulders, making me shiver. I disliked this place only because there were too many people. There was always someone talking about someone else and it sickened me. I only had a couple of angels here, rather than the hurtful demons that roamed the bloody and heated halls. I just tried to ignore the aura and walked to the next door where a voice called out my name.

          "Jude!" it called out and echoed through my head. My feet marked my own actions before my brain could process the voice and darted away from the noise. I felt the cold air break the sound of voices through the walls. I continued to run away from his terrible place we go to get our education. Education my ass. I go here so I wouldn't disappoint my mother. I ran to the next door and let the wind push me through the classroom where I met my Angel #1.

           Ema Venice

         Her golden hair sat on her shoulders and her book bag laid across her shoulder. Her pierced blue eyes stared at me, kaleidoscopic. Her bright white shirt that read Amy Winehouse was bold on the front. Her torn pants matched her black and white Nike shoes. She stroked her hair back and smiled up at me. 

          "Jude! What are you staring off into space for?! I was looking for you in the hallways!"

          "That was you?" I questioned, "I thought that was.."

          I paused for a moment in realization. Ema tried to hold in her laugh but couldn't keep in the air, bursting out laughing. I felt my head heat up as I blushed from embarrassment. During that moment, the eerie bell rang through my ears. Ema sat down in her seat while I walked to my own on the other side of the room, by the window. I sat down my things along with myself. I'm blindfolded by the beautiful sunshine that gave me a wonderful view. The minions of hell walked through the door and spoke.

          "Good morning, class. There are only a few weeks left of school left but there is still so much to learn, even if you all are seniors!" The minion exclaimed.

          Everyone sighed at the sound of her voice. 

          "Everyone take out your textbooks and turn to page 433." She demanded with a mighty rage. 

         I sighed and took out my textbook, turning to the page. Her voice filled my brain but it only drained to a muffled mumble. I turned my head out of the window and dozed off to the outside's beauty. The birds flew through the bright blue skies where the clouds only moved slowly across the sky like slow-motioned bubbles. They are my own movement in here.

          "Clouds." I thought to myself.

          I pulled out my headphones and plugged it into my phone. I still have unread iMessage games. I go to my music and play Exchange by Bryson Tiller. I lowered the volume to get the more chilled vibe from the sound of his voice. The mumbles in the back echoed through my ears as I looked out of the window and exhaled a breath of air. I only wish for an outside world without so much hatred in this world.

          I felt a warm rush of air grasp the goosebumps from my arm. I quickly turned around as one of my earbuds drop from my ears. I only to see Angel #2.

          Star Martinez

          Star is an introvert but always finds a way to make me smile. She loves to listen to weird but upbeat music like the famous k-pop group, Bangtan Boys. She's wearing the black Bangtan Boys shirt and quietly looks at me in the eyes with her bright hazel eyes. Her well-fitted jeans rounded her curves and matched from head to toe.