I already know the arms belong Lucas and Michael but looking up and seeing their faces was merely confirmation. I am glad my brothers stuck up for me. The three of us sit in silence in the reception waiting to be called into the principal's office. Our silence is broken by Lucifer running over.
"So, siblings we are well and truly fucked if she dies. But you go girl." Luci sasses, I giggle internally not wanting to break my emotionless facade. No one replies to his comment.
He lifts me out of my chair, I stiffen not sure what he is doing; until he sits down and pulls me onto his lap. I don't bother showing any emotion since I nearly killed a girl, although she could be dead. If she is dead, it will only grow the numbers of my ever-climbing kill count. This year I have killed around 140 people. Killing people has never affected me and as the years slowly go by, I enjoy it that bit more. After about 5 minutes the entrance doors open and in walks a disturbingly cold man dressed in a suit, he looks over to us and approaches behind him is Ace, who looks terrifyingly calm. Shit we are in trouble. The boys look at the floor uncomfortably as Ace takes a seat opposite us, soon enough the receptionist comes over. She twirls her hair between her fingers attempting to look sexy and then in a 'seductive' voice says "the principal will see you now Mr Demone" and top it off she winks. I cringe at her actions, she turns around swaying her hips from side to side, as Ace follows suit.
As soon as he disappears, I let out a disapproving snort and everyone looks at me.
"What are you grunting at?" Michael questions raising a brow.
"I just find it disrespectful the way the receptionist tried to flirt with Ace the way she lowered her voice trying to sound seductive and twirling her hair between her fingers. Like seriously does she not have any self-respect. And in front of the children, my innocent virgin eyes have been scarred for life" Lucas laughs so I smack the back of his head and he growls.
No one says anything and some boy passes by, he stops in front of me and stares. I stare back into his eyes, they're blue with specks of green and gold swirling around in them. My eyes drift around his face taking in the rest of the features on his mixed skin. His plump pink lips are moving on as his sharp chiselled jaw moves as well. Lucifer breaks the staring contest by pushing me off his lap. But instead of hitting the floor two strong arms snake around my waist and pulls me upright. The boy holds me close as we stare into each other's eyes although I'm not staring, I'm glaring."Tus ojos son tan hermosos, quiero sentir tus suaves y delicados labios contra los mios"
(Your eyes are so beautiful I want to feel your soft delicate lips against mine)
I scoff pushing him away and storming outside, pulling a cigarette out my pocket I sigh inhaling deeply. I am interrupted by Lucifer, "enjoy your little staring contest." he wiggles his eyebrows.
"Fuck you." I grit out
"don't mind if I do" he smirks and I grimace.
Throwing the cigarette onto the floor I head inside ready to go into the principal's office. Ace is waiting outside his office door; he smirks and whispers to me before I enter. "You covered in spaghetti is amusing" I roll my eyes and follow him into the office.
Me and Ace sit in two chairs that are situated in front of a giant oak desk. On the desk is a laptop, files and behind the desk staring at me is a man in his mid 40s dressing in a navy-blue suit. most people would find him intimidating but compared to the brutes I've killed he looks more like a fluffy bunny.
"So, miss Demone from what I understand you have recently come into the custody of your brother like the others." I nod in response and he carries on talking, " I also understand you have gone through some big changes and going by your files you've struggled in your previous schools as well. But in the two days you have been here you have disrupted the once pleasurable school environment, yesterday you truanted in lessens, disrespected teachers, attacked students one of which is close to death and there are several rumours going around of other things that have happened." I scoff in response feeling my anger boil.
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Broken
Teen FictionA broken girl who fights all her own battles, alone. she owns her own mafia and people see her as sadistic, heartless and cruel. no one has ever seen the real her broken and in pain. Her adoptive parents are brutal and abusive, the only people that...