Diabolus: The Lost Phoenix

Chapter Seven

BRENT MATHIS

13 YEARS AGO

MIAMI

It's an ordinary day in Miami, after all, it's only September 3rd. I sit in my turquoise cadilac, only cold soda keeps me conscious on this crazy day. Heat pours into my veins as if pumped in through a hypodermic needle. The air is like breathing liquid fire and no one dares to walk barefoot outside for fear of blistering.

But it doesn't matter when I'm having the greatest time before classes start with my best friends, sitting in my car, laughing and watching the prettiest girls in school, sitting on the grass and talking about boring girly things.

The school started only a couple of weeks ago, so we're still taking it easy. For us there's only three things that matter; parties, good time with friends and of course, girls.

And after all that maybe we care a little about classes.

Though it's the senior year.

"Am I the only one who noticed that Melanie Walker's boobs got huge during the summertime!?"

The boys let out the loud laughter, making all other students turn around to look at us; laughing at something like we always do, not caring about anything at all. And no one dares to say another word to us.

Even the teachers adore us, the football players, the sweetest tongues in the school, getting everything we want just by talking. Not to mention the girls, always following us everywhere we go.

All I can say that school years are awesome. Especially when you have nothing to worry about.

There are four of us, probably the most popular guys in school. Me, the captain of our football team. Kai, my best friend, my partner for life. Also Jack and Tristan; I couldn't say they're not my best friends too, but there's no one I could put before Kai.

"Do you notice anything else? At all?"

"Um... Layla Kimberly's ass?"

We start laughing even harder and louder, everyone is looking at us, but we don't care about anything. Not until we're living our best year.

"Come on, guys. The class will start soon."

"You're the best at ruining fun, Jack."

We quickly jump out of the car and head to the school, leaded by every student's gaze. The school halls are crowded with people, like always, and the chaos is so perfect, like a movie. There's always couples standing by the windowsills, making out or whispering romantic words to each other; and then on the left by the lockers there's always Amanda Thompson, most popular girl in school, and also, Jack's girlfriend.

He's the only one that's taken out of four of us. None of us had girlfriends before; at least not the ones that we were in love with or had a serious relationship with. Why the hell I should want a commitment, when I can have every girl in school?

Leaving Jack to have his moment with Amanda we reach for the classroom; the bell has already rang, what means we're late. The teacher gives us an angry glance, but doesn't say a word, turning back to reading her papers. Though the classroom walls are bare the windows are large, everyone wants a window seat, to sit in the unsubdued light of the morning; but almost all the window seats are taken by us.

I sit on the edge of my plastic chair, looking around the classroom, hearing the whispers and talks, probably about us; but the teacher seems not to care at all, not before everyone is in their seats or whatever. I guess she's the only one that hates her job this much.