Those With Wings

Freshman Don't Get Killed On Freshman Kill Day

Luanna's POV

Alex had to bring that girl, whatever her name was, back to her home, because Zero's mother clearly stated that 'this house is not some charity that we can take in everyone who comes by'. She actually never saw our wings, and never even knew Alex. She didn't even live in the area.

What's her face was actually from Washington...wherever that is.

Alex, Minnie, and Zero's father were takeing her back now...I just hope they wouldn't file them under law charges...that'd be bad.

Apperantly, with them gone was a reason to tell me something. And I allready knew what it was about. Highschool.

Now as you probably allready know, highschool is a bad idea, because we'd have an easier time being exposed.

But if I wanted to stay here, I didn't have a choice.

We'd be starting next week.

At lest Zero'd be there too-

oh, wait, he had wings too...

we're doomed.

"It'll be fine" Zero told me, trying to talk me into it all, all afternoon.

"But I don't want to be known. It's only a more chance that-"

"You have to make a living somehow, you can't do anything without going to highschool"

"But we'll be killed or at least some of us!" I told him.

"No you won't what are you talking about?"

"Freshman kill day." I told him. I didn't wanna be killed.

Instead of sideing with me, he just laughed. I gave him a look, but he just laughed at me more.

"What's so funny?" I aksed, now he was gettting to me. I was about ready to slap him across the face, before he finnaly calmed down to explain it to me.

"No one gets killed. It's just an expression," He burst out into more laughter, and I just slapped him across the face.

"Then why do they call it freshman kill day? Why not call it something else!" I walked away before realizing that I was walking out of my room.

I walked back, and dragged him out, before diving under the bed for the cootie stick.

That stick had another use. Beating people. coughs beating Zero.

It didn't hurt them, well, I guess I can't say that.

It would leave a mark. And maybe a bruise...

I picked up the stick, and hurled it at Zero, who stopped laughing.

"Hey! What'd you do that for? You trying to kill me now?"

"This thing couldn't kill you, it's made out of you're dna, so stop complaining shushnub!"

I hoped I could talk Alex out of her, into someone who didn't any way or anyhow resembel Evangeline. I just wanted my brother to be happy. And move on.

Maybe I have to beat him up with the cootie stick....