The truth about Evangeline Sirenissis (Book 1)

Chapter-4 (present time)

I hate the SA (The S-Academy). let me explain, the SA is an academy just for supernaturals , it isn't a normal school ;they teach classes for shifters,vampires, faes you name it.The age range, ranges from 6 year old's- 20 year old's. Once you hit 15 you have to stay there until your 22. This unknown force just randomly decided to create a school just for supernaturals, this unknown force just randomly decided to send letters of acceptance, to supernaturals, 'when the time is right' well at least that's what i've been told. But that's not what makes me so angry.

No, it's the fact that they decided to take my best friend from me 'when the time was right'. When the time was right my ass, they basically decided to randomly take my best friend away from me, my only friend away from me, the only person who has ever given a fuck about me !!! Yay, great because as if i didn't have a great life already you just have to make it better. Note the sarcasm. i clearly didn't fill you in properly, After that day when Matt showed me up to my room we became inseparable ;we did everything together, he had knocked down all my walls and i let him in, i showed him the bubbly,weird, funny, kind and pure person i can be. Then on my 14th birthday he got the letter of acceptance, he didn't want to go but i knew he had to,so i persuaded him to go. He eventually left, he said he'd speak to me every day, send pictures to me showing his new friends and abilities, he'd said to me no matter what he would find a way to contact me .I thought he'd been my closest friend ,but he was more ,way more. He was my mate; let me explain, all supernaturals had a mate ,even turned supernaturals because if you was turned it was fate , so every supernatural got a dream when it was there 15th birthday of there mate. It had hurt to be away from him, I only knew why when I turned 15 that day I cried for the second time in my life I had cried; and If I could change the past i would of begged him not to go. The day he went to SA was the last time I saw him, the last time I smelt his scent and the last time I smelt him. the only other times I saw him was in the nightmares but even in them he had begun to fade away. The nightmares I'd had them ever since he had gone I would wake up drenched In sweat and very vulnerable my body would ache and I would get very little sleep; but.....I didn't need that much sleep anyway. Ever since he had got taken away I only felt bad things about the SA, I mean if the force is so powerful and great why would it take the one thing I had left away from me..

Last week i got the letter. This little thin piece of paper stated that i had to go to SA. Guess what i did? I ripped it into shreds and burned it in a fire, i also knocked a few trees down in the process. That thin piece of paper deserved so much more. I hated it. It made me give up everything. I had to give up the children, they were distraught but understood completely. I had to give up my home, the only place i'd lived other than the forest. I had to give up the comfort of my room, the only room i'd ever owned for myself. I hated it. It confused me as to why they expected supernaturals to randomly just pick up there stuff and leave. The other teens were just as confused but for different reasons, they didn't know about my other abilities they've only ever seen me fight. Most of them probably thought i was an x-natural, X-naturals were humans who used more that 70% of there brain so they have abilities; some thought they were a sad excuse to even be classed as supernaturals, but i thought they were probably smarter than half the supernaturals in the world and for that i respected them. Mrs Cally was reluctant to let me go, she didn't give a shit if the 'unknown force' sent me an acceptance letter to SA, all she cared about was the fact that her little house cleaner and babysitter was going to leave; that's all she ever cared about, and for that i loathed her because those children were going to suffer without me there and she knew that but she didn't even attempt to get off her lazy ASS and work she'd rather let the orphans suffer. Mrs Cally was desperate, at one point she even begged me to stay and said she'd hide me, I'd told her to ' get off her LAZY ASS and work for once' but she'd replied ' I work every day, what about you' at that point i couldn't control my anger, and before she could say another word i'd slapped her in the face so hard it left a big red hand print on her left cheek. Oh no, but she didn't stop there no she'd abuse me with her words and try to guilt me into staying i told her ' she couldn't abuse me no more' with a low growl from me she'd scurried away probably, because she'd never heard me growl before. Your probably thinking shouldn't she happy she's going to SA with mate; but who's to say he's still there and if he is still there who's to say he won't reject me because of what I've become, I whimpered at the thought .

So now I've packed and i'm lieing on my bed, starring at the ceiling, thinking, I'm not ready to let go...