Celestial Beings

Chapter 1

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The Past - 4 years ago

Every alternating week I go to dad's place and after school I wait for him outside the local prison.

I know what you're thinking, and no, he is not a prisoner, he is in fact the prison warden. Usually he tells me to wait outside while he checks on the in-mates and finishes up his duty. I was happy to abide because of the horror stories this prison has been renowned by.

I heard a rumor at school from this guy named Dirk. His nickname has become Dirk the Jerk because of his tough reputation, supposedly when he was in primary school he punched a teacher.

He actually seems like a nice bloke but he does start a lot of rumors so who's to say it was made up.

Dirk said that there was once a psychiatric ward within the local prison around a hundred years ago and a boy hung himself to put an end to the constant voices in his head.

I was usually creeped out but this one summer afternoon I was bored and curious, it was sweltering hot outside and I decided to go in where it would at least be shady.

I crept in swiftly and softly, carefully taking a mental note on the entrance in which I came through so that I know where to exit next time. Maybe I should look around, there's nothing else to do...well that's a lie, I do have some homework but I can't really be bothered.

I am surprisingly excited as well as anxious at the same time, I darted past the oversized receptionist who was passing the time reading her cosmopolitan magazine and made my way to a corridor where the sign read: Juvenile Detention Center.

I turned my head, feeling a presence behind me, but only to see no one there. I shrugged off the uncertainty, I was probably overthinking it.

Continuing down the corridor I made my way past a number of vacant cells. A shiver ran up my spine, they looked damp, dark and isolated, luckily none were occupied. I knew my dad's office was somewhere around here since he mentioned something about this juvenile area.

"What's a pretty girl doing in a place like this?", I stopped dead in my tracks.

My heart raced and fear kicked in, was that voice directed at me? Maybe the stories are true and the ghost of the boy is haunting me?!

I glanced around and noticed a boy around my age leaning against the cell bars.

Phew, not a ghost I don't think...

I blushed when I noticed the devilish grin spread across his face. Boy was he cute. Then I realized that he was waiting for a reply of some sort, immediately my nasty instincts kicked in, "Obviously I'm not here for a leisurely stroll". Damn, why do I always knock off every cute guy I meet?

His dark green eyes picked up on my bitchy attitude but he shrugged it off like he didn't care and kept the conversation rolling as if he could see right past the cold face I'm putting on.

"I know you're putting on an act, but in actual fact you find me irresistible, admit it" he added a wink.

I melted a little inside but quickly composed myself. "Yeah right, what would I find attractive about you anyway?".

He paused a little and squinted his eyes as if concentrating on reasons to give. I thought I had won the battle when he concluded "You're playing hard to get, it's easy to read you, it's quite funny how your'e intrigued by my smile..." he adds in a girly high pitched voice, "the way it lights up like a fire casting a radiance over my complexion and my luscious hair, a stifling deep brown and most of all you love my mesmerizing eyes capturing every emotion reflecting my manner".