Opal Waters | ✔

Chapter 18

Classes for the day took forever. I wanted to cry, scream, run, go back to bed, anything but sit here and watch the clock tick my life away. My heart was racing with all of these emotions, all these thoughts that were driving my brain crazy and nothing seemed to make sense.

I wondered how normal teenagers dealt with this. How they filled their brains with mindless garbage that wouldn't actually help them in the real world. I guess that was the difference, the junk they shoved into my brain would help me. Would prepare me for what was to come in my adult life. Unfortunately, we never got to leave the school.

If I would have know when I was twelve what I know now, I would have never agreed to let Asada take control of my life as she had. Like they all had. This was all a game to help them grow but what were they doing for me?

They were hiding me from the world. Now allowing me to reach my full potential. Keeping me as an office aid, so I can show the new students where their rooms are, their classes are, teach them everything they need to know about the school. Because I've been here longer than anyone else.

I was the youngest mermaid to ever join the pod. The youngest to take these classes, the guinea pig that they would practice their teaching skills on. Now that they had it mastered I was nothing but somebody they could use. My heart was racing in my chest and I could feel it thumping harder with every pump of blood.

Damien had been called to the office around twenty minutes ago and this didn't help with any of the emotions I was feeling. My mind was racing with the thought that Asada had taken something I said and decided to interrogate him. Should I have warned him about the things I had said? Should I have told him while we were eating breakfast?

Would he be mad at me when he gets out of the office? Will Asada banish him from our school? If she was willing to do that I would run away tonight. I was waiting for her to finish my necklace, to give me that last tool that I will need to live life somewhere else. My fingers felt numb, as I wiggled them doing my best to get the feeling back.

I couldn't pay attention as Hudson stands in the front of the classroom, droning on about something science related. His words slipping through the room and before they could ever reach me they would disappear into thin air. I was too focused on my own thoughts.

My plan was slowly falling into place. The thoughts becoming more consuming as the weeks passed. Damien had only been around for a few days and it already felt like years had passed. We had been through so many things already, and he has already taught me so many things. Would I be able to bring him along?

It was too much to think about bringing another person with me. They would notice we were missing sooner if it was the two of us. But he would know more about the outside world than I would and that would possibly come in handy.

But he would be a threat all at the same time. A mermaid who doesn't know their powers is a dangerous force to be around. They were going to have to find out one day, one way or another what their powers were and they would only get stronger the older he got. I couldn't risk it. He could have some deadly power and it would end up getting one, if not both of us killed.

If I wanted Damien to come with me, he would have to figure out his powers before I left. Before I got my necklace from Asada. Because once that was done there was no going back.

This place was killing me, I couldn't live her any longer. My emotions were slipping slowly from my body as I realized they were also growing scared of my thoughts.

I felt numb.

Maybe there was a way I could help Damien find his powers. If I could do that, then I would be able to take him with me. We would run away together and live out the rest of our lives in happy solitude. Away from everything that has made me miserable the last five years of my life.

I knew I had made a mistake when I agreed, the magic shouldn't have allowed me to transform when I wasn't ready. At that age, I was willing to say whatever I had to if it meant getting off the street.

The street was no place for a twelve-year-old to be on her own. But it was funny how life always brought you full circle. Here I was, wishing and hoping to be on my own. Planning to run away from the very thing that had saved me from living on the streets.

The door to the classroom opened, pulling me away from my thoughts. The handsome Damien strolls through the door, his eyes catching mine as he takes the empty seat next to me. My palms are sweaty, my heart jittery, as my body begins to prepare itself for the socially awkward situation it was now placed it.

Maybe she didn't say anything to him, I don't see why else he would be called into the office.

"We need to talk after class,"Damiens' voice was soft as he leaned to whisper in my direction. My heart immediately leaps into my throat, my eyes never straying from the board at the front of the room.

Hudson raises his attention in our direction as if he noticed the whisper. My body goes stiff as I wait for the sudden interest to fade away. When It does I turn to look at Damien, doing my best to read his eyes. To search his face for any sign of negativity.

But his eyes were cold and dead, like the black sea in the midst of it's most deadly storm.