Angelic Affairs

ELEVEN

"Fuckkkkkkk." I exclaimed sorely, rubbing my neck. I'd slept on it funnily so now it hurts like a bitch.

Even demons have those problems.

I got out of bed and stretched, my fingers brushing my wings slightly. I threw on some sweats while taping my wings to my body, pinching my face as the feathers tore slightly. I put on a long sleeved shirt and a sweater overtop, heading for school. It was the first time in a long time that I'd slept until 8:00AM.

I walked to school, feeling an odd weight on my shoulders. I shrugged it off as I arrived. The school was buzzing as per usual, but people were minding their own business today. Well, their noses weren't in my ass, they were in someone else's, that's what I'm saying.

It was day one again since I'd skipped yesterday, so I had drama again. I sighed and grabbed the materials that I needed. The bell rang and I shut my eyes, taking a deep breath. I walked into class, meeting the eyes of the teacher with a mocking sneer.

Class started and the raven haired girl was no where to be seen. We played some more dumb improv games that I hardly participated in, partly because I was thinking of other, more pressing things. Mostly because I didn't want to.

"Mr.- uh, sorry I can't pronounce your last name. Gabriel." The drama teacher called me as the class ended.

"Yes, sir." I mocked him, smirking. I crossed my arms over my chest, taking an intimidating stance. The man was slightly shorter than me, but it was enough to give me the advantage.

"You chose this option, you participate in it." He demanded, looking up at me, unfazed. I scoffed.

"This was my last option, but some moron fucked it up in the paperwork. Not my fault it doesn't take much education to become an administrator." I stated, not breaking my cool facade.

"Actually-" I didn't let him start.

"Actually I don't care. I'll see you Friday, sir." With that, I left the class. Suddenly something clung to my arm. A bat? A sloth? Oh, it's a cheerleader.

"Wow, Gabriel, you're so strong!" She exclaimed, chewing her bubblegum loudly while feeling up my arm.

"Go away." I said, walking slightly faster. I didn't want to say something rude, so I decided to give her that reply. I don't say please for things I don't need to.

"How much can you bench?" The blonde questioned, marvelling at my bicep.

"More than your mom on taco Tuesday." Mom jokes, really? You should let me take over...

Not even when hell freezes over, demon.

"What?" She giggled. The insult flew straight over her head. "I love-"

"Can you chew with your mouth shut?" I asked her impatiently, removing my arm from her grasp. Her manicured nails scraped my arm, leaving two claw marks. What the fuck are those for? Protection? In that case, I need them more than she does.

"Excuse my friend Courtney here, she's a little obsessive." A girl in front of me declared, stopping me by standing in my way. Her hair was black, like Mary's, but it was curlier and slightly brown. Probably because of her black heritage. "I'm Tiana, you're new this year, right?"

"I've been here for three months now." I stated, glaring her way.

"But you skip a lot." She replied with a statement of her own.

"Observative, or stalkish tendencies?" I questioned, hoping to throw her off guard.

"A bit of both." She answered truthfully, shrugging as if it weren't a thing to be ashamed of.

"Interesting..." I muttered, wondering she had other intentions.

"My confidence, or my inability to fulfill my stereotypical role of the bitch queen?" She commented, crossing her arms and smirking at me.

"A bit of both." I smirked, nearly smiling, but I stopped myself. Tiana however, broke out into a full grin.

"Do you wanna skip this period?" Tiana inquired, taking a step towards me. I thought about it for a moment. She did save me from the Courtney chick, not that I needed saving.

"Why?"

"Because you seem interesting and admit it, I've captured your attention." She explained cockily, putting her hands on her hips. I became somewhat painfully aware of the crop top she was wearing, showcasing her breasts perfectly from my angle.

Don't look down, don't look lower...

Do it, I dare you.

I ignored the voice and shrugged, looking away. "Why not?"

"Great, let's get going then." She established, walking around me before proceeding by walking backwards, facing me. "C'mon slowpoke. We're going to miss the bus!"

"The bus?" I questioned aloud.

"Yeah, the bus comes at 10:36AM." She stated casually, walking out the doors. I realized that Courtney had left some time ago.

You were too busy staring at her boobs to notice.

That's my boy.

I shivered in disgust. "How do you know when the bus comes?"

"I looked it up last night." She said in a 'duh' tone. I walked out the door and the warm breeze hit me. I smiled as my brown curls flew back in the wind.

"Yeah, but why?" I continued to ask questions, frowning a little.

"Because based on my calculations, you'd agree to skip with me at 10:30AM, giving us just enough time to catch the bus down the street." Tiana explained once more, waiting a moment for me to catch up.

"You knew I'd say yes?" I couldn't stop asking questions, I was so confused.

"Obviously."

"But... How?"

"Well, me saving you from another girl would make you feel indebted to me, but if that didn't work, my flirty personality usually reels them in soon enough."

"Reels them in? You're a little egoistic, aren't you?" I stated as we approached the bus stop.

"Well I caught you, didn't I? What don't I have to be confident about?" She asked rhetorically and I nodded in agreement. She does have a point there.

"So am I the fish you caught? Courtney was the bait?"

"Yup, and you bit, you bit hard." She smiled at me, taking a seat in the bench. "Truth be told, I was just the fisherman pulling the strings."

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I didn't know what to do so I figured, wHy NOt INtrOdUCe a LOvE TrIAnGle?

Lots of love, don't hate me, Mary or Tiana?

I WANNA HEAR SOME SHIP NAMES LADIES (and that one guy in the front row)