Lost & Found

Anger Issues

Chapter 65: Anger Issues  _____________________________________________

"Liz, ya got in trouble again?"

"No, I'm not in trouble."

Ok, so I know what you're thinking. And no I didn't get into another fight. But I was super close!

As much I wanted to pounce on that wretched human Ma'Kenzie, I was held back. Unfortunately.

My angry comments (definitely not threats) and aggressive movements obviously grabbed the attention of a few teachers on duty and Ma'Kenzie and I were both brought in to the principal's office. Again. Were we suspended?

No.

But after discussing the problem, telling our side of the story and with a few witnesses, I was let off with a warning and Ma'Kenzie had detention for a few days.

After that the rest of the day went along as it normally went...except I was absolutely livid the entire time.

How dare she speak of my mother when she's not even....alive! She's dead! All because of this stupid war and those nasty ugly Cons.

A new feeling overcame me and I wanted to really hurt Ma'Kenzie now. Badly.

Janylaah tried to calm me down and set my mind on other things, but unfortunately for her that wasn't working. On the outside, I looked completely calm, somewhat annoyed if you really paid attention, but inside I was like a volcano awakening from a deep slumber and ready to erupt. If another wrong thing was said to me, I'm pretty sure this building would come up in flames.

My human friend didn't speak to me for a while, but she made sure I wasn't bothered by anyone for the rest of the day. She knew talking about a family member was low, but talking about a late family member was a touchy subject.

During art class, I might have or might have not accidentally let my anger slip into a bond or two (all of them), alerting a few (lot) people of my true emotions.

My father reached out and tried to comfort my furious heart, while Prima's voice murmured softly in the back of my head, urging me to contain my fury. Successfully, he achieved his mission with a few comforting words and his authoritative voice.

Oh I know there's gonna be multiple questions asked when I get back to base.

Finally, the long day of this torturous place had come to an end and Jazz had came and picked me up today....

Continued....

"No, I'm not in trouble. I was just let off with a warning and the other girl has detention for the next few days."

"Ya sure?"

"Yes!"

The Porsche started up its engine and pulled out of school, mindful of passing children and parents. As he set out on the road back to base, a thick silence took place between the two of us. Surprisingly, there wasn't any music blasting from the speakers and Jazz wasn't using his charismatic skills to start a conversation or blabbering on about something new he found about human culture, but its probably for the best. I'm not in a talking mood anyway.

However, I could feel that cautious feeling creeping up the back of my neck like a crawling bug. I lost control of my emotions and he wants to ask something, but it seems he doesn't know how to point it out without upsetting me more. It was almost hesitation.

Wait....Jazz hesitating to speak?

Nah. That doesn't sound right.

"Liz, you alright?"