Walking what a joy. Although I don't really need to go to school, I just do it to kill time. I recently moved to a small town called Red Lake. It is the town that I was originally sent to complete this mission. I was chased out of this town by the first person I ever trusted, I was stupid to trust him. My wings enclose themselves into my back and it can be unconfutable if they stay to long. I was taking a walk with Mr Hood that's all I ever called him back then I had to always blend in, to do that I had to wear a corset which was highly unconfutable. I had begun to date Mr Hood and thought that I could trust him so one night I took off my corset showed him my wings, his reaction was something I didn't expect. It was 1911 at the time people where very superstitious. He pulled out a cross bow from under his bed and pointed it at me.
I ran I threw on a top and ran he banged on every door screaming monster. Arrows where flying at me from the left right, from all directions. Some how Mr Hood had manged to get in front of me. I mouthed a sorry and pounced on him my teeth elongated and sunk into his jugular. I drained all his blood. Once I had I flew away from the town, never retuned not until recently anyway. I came back after he had sent me an encrypted message to come back. I didnt want to but what he wants he gets.
As I reach the school its full of the usually groups of people the jocks, wired tech people, slags, quite kids and what not. I just skim past them like I was inviable that's what I like. No attention. Although that doesn't always work, a lot of people ask about my eyes the bright green that is sometimes so bright that it hurts. I also have sometimes slipped up and my eyes will turn red then I must move school again. I have got better at it though I now use is as a part trick.
As I walk into the school, I ask many people where the head teachers office is. I reach it eventually with no cliché girl meets boy accident. I'm not into the hole romance thing. I mean can you blame me after what happened. Eventually I gey to his office. In a gold plaque is a name Mr .J. Carter. Head Mater. Engraved into the sign.
Now we are not in America anymore so there isnt a receptionist desk more like a small narrow hallway with off white walls and a plant pot on either side of the door one of which had a very badly concealed camera in it. I walk down the short hallway to the door which had the same plaque on it. I knocked on the door and a rough dry voice responded with an Enter. There was something about that voice that sent bad chills down my spine.
I walk in and observe my surroundings, it was an old looking office with big red curtains pushed against either wall allowing sunlight to enter though the floor to ceiling window. He sat in front of them, his chair was a big leather office chair. His desk was a cheery wood colour, he had a few stacks of paper on his desk messily organised. To the left of the desk was a mac computer. Mr Carter was sat at his typing away on his computer, up against the left wall was a large bookshelf filled with books. To the right was filing cabinet, presumably filled with all the kid's information.
Mr Carter looked up from his computer, Ahh, you must be Haley Gibson, here take a seat while I get you your timetable and a tour guide. I sat down and continued to look around on one of the walls was framed certificates of all Mr Carters diploma's and teaching degrees. Behind Mr Carter was a huge floor to ceiling window held back by two thick gold ropes are rich red curtains they look like something out of the 18th century. Maybe they were. I could still hear Mr Carter tapping away so I sat there quite till he picked up his phone typed a few numbers and from where I was sitting with my enhanced hearing, I could hear the ring tone. After 3 rings someone a teacher I'm guessing picked up the phone and polity asked what Mr Carter wanted, he replied. would you be able to send Khloe down to me I have a new student in need of a tour of the school. Of course the teacher said yes.
A few minutes of awkward silence later and in walks Khloe. right away I can tell something about her isn't quite human. My guard was instantly up and all emotion wiped from my face. she put on a bright smile and looked at me. She held her hand out to me and I took it. as soon as out hands made contact she jerked like a shock had just ran though her.
What is she? I thought to myself. I narrowed my eyes at her and she looked at me with a touch of fear in her eyes. I mentally smirked to my self. good I thought she should be scared. someone clears there throat rather loudly behind us. I spin on my heels to see Mr Carter giving me a questing look I gave him one back. he blinked braking us out of the little trance I was. I shock my head and held my hand out for my timetable. he took the hint and gave it me. I quietly thanked him and made my way out of his office. I waited for Khloe as he asked her to stay behind to talk to her for a second. a few moments later she walked out. looking a little more pale then normal. I brushed it off and followed her. she informed me that it was about to be second lesson as she said they a high pitched bell went off and the corridor filled with students. I knocked into someone. "Oh! Sorry." I say I keep walking and this sent that I know from somewhere I just can't seem to know where from. It will come to me later. Khloe very shyly askes "can I see your timetable so I know where to take you?" she askes I shrug my shoulders and give it her. "So next lesson you have English. With Mrs Smith." Bloody hell humans and there mundane names.
"Care to show me where this is Khloe?" I ask in a slightly board voice. she nods her head and leads the way. She walks all though the school up stairs and round a bend and then two doors down is my class. I knock on the door and don't wait for the teacher to sat come in. I look back at Khloe to see she's gone. my eyes scan the room and stop on one person. I gasp and my eyes widen. Mr Hood?!
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I am so sorry it took so long for me to post this I had such a bad chase of writers block. it gone now though and I should be updating more often.
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