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School Spirits

Monroe woke up to the sound of Daniel's groaning, from his living room. When she got up get ready, the groaning stopped and was replaced by him talking to himself. It wasn't unusual, Daniel was a mental institute patient and is currently on heavy schizophrenia antipsychotics. Monroe walked out from his bedroom and his jaw it the floor. "Since when are you a stripper?"

"A lot can happen after a funeral," she purred, turning to open the fridge as her black mini skirt twirled from the force.

The skirt was paired with a red open shoulder long sleeved top, fishnet stockings, black studded leather garter that was 100% visible. Her the scarlet shoe laces that were loomed through her black high tops blended nicely with her red top. Her jewelry was minimal: her magic charm bracelet and the heart shaped wing pendant her father sent her.

"See ya," she hissed with a wink as she floated out the door, messing with her charm bracelet to get her motorcycle.

***

Crystal Cove High was appealing to her, as far as public schools went. The school colors were obviously red and white. A painting of the school's mascot -a bull- was painted in red armor in a banner above the double doors.

"Crystal Cove High! Home to the Crystal Knights. And I see someone is being supportive." Stacy bellowed enthusiastically while gesturing to Monroe's top and herself. She was wearing a red and white cheerleading outfit with a white ribbon tied into her bun. "You're officially a knight, now! D'you want a tour?"

"Pass." She stated blandly as she and Stacy continued to explore the overpopulated hallway. They headed straight for Lucas' locker, near the staircase and elevators. Who should be there with him but Amanda, wearing a badge marked 'vote for Lucas!' The mere sight of Monroe made her blood boil and so she greeted Lucas and stormed away, pulling Stacy with her. "Monroe," Lucas yelled, caught off guard by her almost slutty outfit.

"Does she remember what happened?" She asked, perfectly aware of his surprise.

"No," Lucas replied deflated. "Um, Amun gave them some wind chime that erased everything."

She nodded understandingly. It wasn't a wind chime, it was a healing dangler. They're made from twisted branches from weeping willows and a purple flower called a halan. You hang them up on a door in front of a room and they heal anybody inside, regardless of the type of injury.

"Hey," Monroe started seductively. "I made this for you," she pulled a bunch of dried reeds twisted into a palm-sized ring out from her skirt pocket. "It's a good luck charm. For your election."

Hesitantly, Lucas took the charm and felt a jolt of energy surge through his entire body. "Whoa! Did you use magic in this?"

"Well, it wouldn't be good luck if I didn't."

"Look, Monroe, I appreciate the thought but I want to win fair and square." She merely shrugged at him with a smirk. "I'll keep it my locker in the meantime."

"Bad idea. Every time someone walks pass, it's going to give them good luck. Better if I keep it." He furrowed his brows at her before she could take it. "I made it, genius. It can't give me luck," she hummed then he nodded while giving it to her.

"Did you find your locker yet," he asked with admiration in his green eyes. Monroe shook her head. "I'll help you."

"Don't bother," she spat with hostility. "Mona, Koh, Aden and I are bunking," she added like it was nothing. "Don't worry; I'll be back by lunch. Now you need to get to class. Student body presidents are both fair and punctual." Before he could say anything, she strutted away to the quad by following Mona's thoughts.