Chapter 3

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Annabelle's POV

"What do you think you're doing ?"

I was staring into his brown chocolate orbs and I felt like melting in them. Just like the first time I had met him, I was mesmerized by the beauty of his eyes.

It was at least twenty seconds later that his words finally sunk in and my body suddenly went still. Soon I felt the blood rushing to my cheeks, I could already picture them red as tomato.

"N-Nothing, w-we were just talking". I finally replied, not pleased with the way I talked, stuttering and speaking with a five years old girl's voice. Why was I so affected by him ? Never in my life had I difficulties to speak to someone, even a stranger. My current lack of ability to speak like a normal person was beyond my knowledge.

"Well, did your parents not teach you that staring at people was not polite ? Besides, I don't like people talking about me or my friends behind my back. Who we are and what we do is none of your fucking business !"

After these words, he went back to his table and dessert was served. I couldn't bring myself to look at were his group was sitting, not having a death wish.

"Don't worry Annabelle, Jace is always acting like this, with everyone, except for his group" Ophelia said, trying to comfort me. So I finally had a name to put on that lovely face, good.

"It's more that usually he ignores everyone but if something has pissed him off, he snaps at everyone", James completed. 

I felt Emily patting me on the shoulder, she knew exactly how I was feeling. I always took everything to heart, it wasn't a matter of ego, it was only me wanting to be a good person and please everyone.

After his harsh words, I wasn't in a good mood. Even the very appetizing chocolate mousse in front of me couldn't do anything.

Soon, the dinner was over, and my best friend and I were requested in Mr. Jones's office.

"Good evening Miss White and Miss Dawn. I hope your first day here has been good for the both of you, maybe have you befriended with other students ?" asked the principal.

"Yes Sir, during the afternoon Ophelia Marchais and James Parker went to our chambers and introduced themselves. We are very grateful to them." replied Emily.

"In this case, I'm glad for you. Now, I would like to talk about your schedules.

Since you are under the protection of the school, you will not have to follow the same lessons, you will have one week to bring us back the form containing the classes you would like to attend, according to the field you want to obtain a degree in".

I already knew in which field I wanted to get a degree. As long as I remember, I always had the need to comfort people, try to help them to fix their problems. I always have found an interest in understanding why people were behaving like they did, that's why I want to become a psychologist.

Emily, on the contrary wanted to graduate in business and later work in a company. To be honest, I didn't know exactly what job she wanted to do, even with Emily being my best friend, I couldn't bring myself to get an interest in this field, economy, business, trade, were not for me.

"Regarding you Miss White, your request about completing the angelic curriculum has been approved. However, with you having lead a human way of life, you will have to follow certain classes to catch up all the training you missed. But don't you worry, it is not rare to have angels who still do not have completed their curriculum at your age.

In facts, I have a student in mind that could help you, I could ask the teachers to pair you with her during classes".

After Mr. Jones speech, we were given our temporary schedules and left for our rooms.

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