Azimuth: The Lost Stars And Gods

Chapter 3

Published 7/9/18

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Claire pov

I looked Mrs.Anistin in the eyes, all fear from me crept away. She stepped back fuming, walking behind her desk to pull out her brown, wooden clipboard.

"So...me and Diana are actually giving you a chance." I sigh in relief on the inside, but conceal showing emotion on the outside. She gives me a stern look before continuing, "I actually don't want to speak to you at the moment, so go find Diana please and leave my office."

Was that all? Usually Mrs.Anistin took pleasure in humiliating and going off on me but this time she seemed to be running out of patience.

Like a ticking time bomb.

I get up, not sure what to expect but not eager to make any changes. I knew that I didn't get the hell out of here quickly she might change her mind. Diana will be very upset. Her and Junior was all I cared about.

"Claire..." Mrs.Anistin interrupted my thoughts, bringing me back to the crippling reality of having to face consequences I didn't feel like facing. "Heed my words... Be careful."

I watched her in confusion as her face was blank, with no expression.

Was she threatening me?

There isn't much to care about and why I fucking care so much? I thought as I walk towards the two wooden doors. What stuck to me was how concerned she looked. She was never concerned about anything I do that may put me in jeopardy, so her expression was confusing me.

"Mrs.Anistin? I paused at the doors, and looked over my shoulder. Is everything like... okay?"
I turned around 90 degrees only to come face to face with Mrs.Anistin sleeping, her feet plopped on top of all her paperwork and the drool leaving her soul. Well shit.. She sure as hell knocked out fast. Her hair was in a heap mess, probably from all the stress I had been causing her. I can see a tint of grey in her yellow strands.

Soon I'll be out of this shithole. Without Junior or not, I thought as I exited her office. But why did I feel like she was letting me off the hook at this moment? Did she stop me just to satisfy herself with making me feel I was being watched. It was as if she expected me to just obey and go back to my room on her own. Normally she's escorting me or she's must've been so tired.

"Claire!" Junior was standing outside the doors, waiting for me to leave. And looking at his face and how dumbfounded he looked, I suddenly lost interest in all playing and simply just wanted to be high.

"I'm going to bed."

"Oh my god, why?!" Junior sighs and moans.

"Listen, for once, I think Mrs.Anistin has a point. We should be going to bed."

"Since when did you start listening to authority?!" He teases me. "You never listen.." He looks down disappointed.

I couldn't help but replay the chilling last two words she said to me over and over in my head. And like a spell, I felt I was forced to listen. The sensation and feeling over me just felt strange as shít. "I don't know Junior.. Tomorrow will be a good day for me. Diana told me I'll be meeting two foster families tomorrow."