The Solace-di Angelo Chronicles

Mrs. Brown meets Onyx

This is probably going to suck.

This is any language other than English (Latin, Greek, Italian).

September, 2025

Mrs. Brown's POV (such a basic name, sorry):

It's the first day of grade one, the kids are very excited to see their friends again since   everyone already knows each other from kindergarden.  Well, except for this one new student, Onyx Solace-di Angelo.  She was a pretty girl with pale skin, dark brown hair and pale blue eyes.  I could tell she was trying to be brave but her eyes showed how scared she really was.  She seemed uncomfortable with all the chatter in the room.  I looked up her record in the school data base and saw that she had  been diagnosed with ADHD and dyslexia.  'Poor girl', I thought.  I called everyone together in a circle and asked them what they did this summer.  Lucas said he went to Florida, as did Daisy.  Swimming and the beach were populat answers.  Onyx said that she spent the whole summer playing with her brother and cousins.  There was a glow in her eyes when she said that, it was nice to see.  

It was the first day so we didn't really do much other than review stuff from kindergarden (not that their was much to review).  Onyx sat quietly in the back (it was a nice change from the three boys that I had to tell to be quiet every couple of minutes).  It wasn't until music when I brought out the drum sticks  that she really lit up.  She started banging them together in a beat that sounded suspiciously like We Will Rock You.  She followed instructions along with the rest of the class until break.  She looked a bit lost at break so I went over and asked her if she wanted me to introduce her to some people.  "Yes please sorry I don't know what to do", she said.  "Sorry?" I replied.  "OOps, English, right" she said, "Yes, I would like you to introduce me to some people.  I introduced her to Penny, Jenna and Claire, who I knew to be nice kids.  They quickly welcomed her into their group.

Time Skip

At the end of the day I went outside with the kids to where the parents were standing.  I'd seen most of them around the school before, except for one man.  He looked to be about 30, his raven hair pulled into a tight bun, he had ripped black jeans, a black shirt and despite the warm weather, a black leather jacket.  His skin was pale with an olive undertone.  The look in his dark eyes told me that if you so much as look at him the wrong way you will regret it.  Even though he only looked about 5,8 I, along along with everyone else adults and children alike was thoroughly intimidated by him.  One mother got up the courage to approach him and said, "Sir, what are you doing here?" in a snotty voice.  "Same as everyone else, picking up my child." he replied in a cool voice that I detected in faint Italian accent in.  "Papa!" a delighted voice called out.  I looked over to see Onyx drop her bag then faster than I thought possible ran over to the man.  Who bent down and picked her up as soon as she met his arms.  Once she was eye level with him she started at a rapid pace in English, Italian, and two other languages I couldn't identify.  Everyone watched open mouthed at the exchange that went on.  A small smile appeared on the man's lips.  "So you had fun then?" he asked once her rant was done.  "Yes!!!" she replied.  The man gave a light chuckle and put her down telling her to go get her bag.  He then walked over to me the kids around me dispersing quickly, not wanting to be anywhere near the man.  "Nico Solace-di Angelo" he said sticking out his hand.  After a moments hesitation I shook it and replied "Mrs. Brown".  He stared at me for a good minute with calculating eyes.  Ii was getting really uncomfortable when, "Papa" came a voice from below us.  "Can we go get ice cream?" Nico turned and looked at his daughter with fond eyes.  "After we go pick up your brother" he replied.  "Yay!" she exclaimed, then she took his hand and dragged him away from the school.  I stared at them for a moment or two before turning to the rest of the parents.  'This is gonna be an interesting year' I thought. 

My first oneshot ever, hopefully it wasn't too bad.