Spiorad

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

I sprinted off the school steps and started running. Demyan followed, yelling at me to stop. To him, and anyone else watching, I was sure I looked crazy. I mean, who just randomly starts running? Someone running for their life, that’s who.

I  turned my head to quickly look over my shoulder. Torin was chasing me. I experienced more than a little panic. Luckily for me, I knew my way around and Torin didn’t. I cut down side alleys and back streets, taking the really long way to my house.

When I was close to my street I once again looked back, making sure Torin wasn’t still on my tail. He wasn’t, thank goodness. I honestly had no plan if he had been. Probably to keep running, even though I knew I wouldn’t last much longer.

The whole time I had been running Demy had been following me. He had stopped asking what was going on about five minutes into my running marathon. He was now just keeping pace, probably waiting to bombard me with questions as soon as I stopped.

My theory was proved correct when I stepped inside my house and slid down the door. I was panting, because, well honestly, I was about the laziest person ever. I didn't exercise...at all.

So while I was having my mini asthma attack, Demy was once again asking me what was wrong. I gulped in a deep breath, trying to find the air to tell him. When I still didn't have enough air I had a revelation.

Life would be so much easier if we didn't have to breath. We wouldn't get worn out. We could run as long as we wanted. We would never drown. If someone was dying you would no longer have to pseudo-kiss them to bring them back to life. It would be great!

I was brought of my internal rant by Demy flicking my forehead. “Ow!” I snapped. “What was that for, you inconsiderate dead man?”

“Hey, low blow there, Ais. Low blow. Don’t bring up the dead thing. I flicked you because you zoned out and I really need to know why you just ran here like a chicken with it’s head cut off.”

“Excuse you! I run gracefully, thank you very much,” I retorted. At his disbelieving look I corrected myself. “Ok, so maybe gracefully isn’t quite the right word for it, but I do not run like a chicken with it’s head cut off.”

“Why are we even discussing this?” he asked, exasperatedly. “Just tell me why you were running.”

I took a big breath then let out with a woosh, “Ok, so there may or may not be a Laoch who know goes to my school. He got there yesterday and he’s kind of attractive, but that’s not really the point. His name is Torin and he didn’t suspect anything because, well I didn’t have a spirit. Then I almost drowned and you saved me. With everything going on with you, and finally getting my spirit, I forgot all about him. And then earlier when you were break dancing, which you’re actually pretty good at by the way, he saw me. Well, he saw me with you. Now he knows I’m a Spiorad and he’s going to try and kill me.”

Demy sat back on his heels, stunned. He looked like the air had been knocked out of him. Which reminded me about my bright idea of no air. I decided I would talk to someone about that once I stopped fearing for my survival.

When Demyan looked up at me after regaining his air he had a determined look in his eyes. He definitely wasn’t going to go down without a fight. “Pack your bags,” he told me. “We are going on a little road trip.”

“What? Where are we going?” I asked worriedly.

“Somewhere away from Minnesota. You need to go tell Chrissy. Make sure you only bring what you need with you.”

“Wait, how do you plan on getting us out of here? In case you haven’t noticed I walk everywhere,” I said in confusion.

He smirked at me while saying, “We’re  taking your car of course.”