Demon - Aurora Kryan (early readers TXT) 📗

“This school is crap why do I still come here?” I grumbled kicking at pebbles as I went.

As I crossed the roof of the school to spend third hour in my usual spot I saw a flash of black and stopped. None should be up here it’s my territory. Throwing my shoulders back I glared up at the color ready to throw down with the intruder. Until I realized there on the top of the northern roof top entrance wasn’t a rival gang member but a girl. Wait a girl? At Bezel High? What the hell. Scrambling over to the second entrance I climbed fumbling over my own hands as I tried to reach her before she decided to leave.

Rushing up two rungs at a time I flew over the top landing on my feet a foot from the edge. She hadn’t moved since I spotted her she was still sitting all huddled in on herself. Slowly I crossed the small space watching for any sign that she was going to turn and attack me. She didn’t just sat there like she was waiting for me to make the next move. Pulling her shoulder so her face was towards me I glared readying to interrogate her.

“What the hell are you doing here girly…” The power behind my words died out before I silenced.

She was no girl; well yeah she was a female, a female something. I felt my bravo fade had hated myself for being so frightened of a girl it was weak. But her eyes, her eyes were so different like other worldly pitch black orbs that appeared pupiless and it scared me to the core. She narrowed them at me jerking away so she could stand silhouetting her figure against the rising sun. I balled my fists clenching and unclenching them to slowly rain in my annoyance. My reaction seemed to intrigued her and she tilted her fire red head to the side looking at me closely before turning her back on me.

“What are you?” I blurted.

She didn’t respond just messed with one of the three black chains on her right hip. She was starting to tick me off with all the silence. This was my crummy school not hers, she was going to answer me whether she wanted to or not. A girl, human or not, shouldn’t be here it was wrong. Reaching out again I tried to grab her arm to twist it and force answers out of her.

“I asked you a question.” I growled.

Turning her head to the side so one eye was visible to me she smirked jumping off the roof before I could touch her. My immediate reaction was to stare wide eyed and open mouth at her as her tank top sank over the edge. Her pitch black eyes locked with mine as her head fell passed my view point and down to the street below. Any sign of her gone I finally acted running to the edge and looking down to see if she was hanging on or already dead spraled lifelessly below on the pavement.

“What the hell…”

“Ace!” A woman’s voice yelled.


I lurched forward cracking my head on the top bunk of my bed.

“Ow fuck.” I cursed rubbing my forehead.

I did it at least three times a week but never learn there was a concussion hazard above my head. Groaning I rolled out of bed using my computer desk to climb up so I could stand straight. Yawning and scratching my stomach like some hobo and stumbled to my closet in my boxers. Eh school and mornings two things I hate. Snagging a pair of ripped jeans and a black tee out of the cluttered closet I pulled them on running a hand through my hair. Daily routine kicking in I marched to the bathroom with my eyes closed fumbling to turn the water on. Slapping cold water in my face I shivered looking up in the mirror. Something was off about me. Leaning in I realized I was paler for some reason almost like I had seen a ghost or had a-

“Nightmare…” I whispered to myself.

I turned paler. That dream I had last night was so real I could still feel the slippery rungs of the ladder and see her black pupiless eyes. I glared at my human reflection turning my head side to side to shake out the water drops from my spiky hair. I let the ice cold drops pelt my face again and my neck before I turned and padded down the steps to get some breakfast. The whole time down I couldn’t get her face out of my head. The look of her crimson hair almost glowing in the dark of the night as it stopped short to expose her neck. Then as she turned trails on either side of her face became visible, they were braided and hung to just past her shoulders. But the thing that haunted me most were her black pit like eyes. I dropped down in the wood chair at the table and spooned cereal in my mouth.

“Morning sweetie.” Mom said.

“Hey son bout time you got up.” Dad grunted from behind the paper.

My greeting was no more than a grunt with an added head shake. I shoveled my cereal down in record time and bailed out the door before mom came over for a kiss. As I paused to slip my shoes on my mind began to wander. I didn’t need a book bag Bezel high was a crap school with only five teachers. And half of the school is deserted because it’s trashed, walls falling down, no ceilings in some places. Only the six big gang leaders hang out there, me being one of them. I lounged against a sign as the school bus stopped at the end of my street to pick up three kids. I bounded up the steps in one large stride and pushed my way to the back dropping in my seat almost at the very back. Leaning my head against the window I sprawled out in the seat for a nap still thinking about that girl. Why would a girl be there? It’s a trashed school with nothing but gang banger students. Hell even the principle doesn’t hang around. Only five ballsy teachers do because they get paid and then the only reason the schools still open is because the gangs threatened the principle to keep it open so we have a safe meeting place. There hasn’t been a girl at Bezel in twenty years I hear, so why was she?

“Yo Ace you coming or what man?”

I opened one of my eyes to see my right hand man Zeke slouching in the aisle with his hands buried in his pockets.

“Yeah dude just trying to get some sleep. I’ll be there when I wake up.” I said closing my eye again.

The sound of the leather seat across from me being sat in made me open my eyes again.

“I know but there’s a new student here, and they say it’s a hot chick.”

A girl? I flung myself out of the seat and ran off the bus. I had to see if it could possibly be her. She had a few things to answer for. She jumped off a roof dumbass, I scolded myself mentally. It was something big I had missed because I was too mesmerized by her eyes. She had committed suicide there was no way it was her. I grunted squinting my eyes as I slowed to a dead stop next to some trees. She wasn’t real it was just a dream man come on. But then like she was trying to prove my mind wrong she walked up to the entrance in a school uniform. Except it wasn’t her, she had black hair.

I was forcing myself not to glare as I attempted to walk in heels. They were the most ridicules thing ever invented and they hurt so bad. I was already annoyed at myself for letting that boy see me yesterday. It was something I just didn’t need right now or ever really in my chaotic life. As I walked carefully up the steps so I didn’t crack open my skull I realized everyone was staring at me. The corner of my mouth twitched wanting to smile nervously at the hungry looking boys. Whose idea was it to enroll me here? Oh right, mine. I’m a genius, I thought sarcastically. I held my books closer to me as I walked the hall lined with thugs. It was the only place I could think of that was infamous enough to be a good hiding place. I just wish I didn’t have to put on this show.

“Hey there sweet thing.” One of the boys said.

I felt his hand slid over my shoulders and pull me to a stop. I forced myself to remain in character even banishing all thought’s I would have thought about him normally. I was a different person, putting on a play if you will, and I played the part as well as I could. Turning to look at him I found a heavily pierced teenager looking me up and down. I couldn’t stop as I shivered under his creepy touch. Keeping my composer I let him eye my chest licking his lips hungrily but when he grabbed my ass I snapped. Staying hidden wasn’t worth getting felt up by one of these nasty boys. I back handed his face hard enough he staggered back a few steps then with a smile I walked on to my class room.

“Bitch you think you can come in here and just slap the Red Diamonds leader?” He snarled.

“I think I just did.” I said sweetly over my shoulder.

Nope no more girly girl act that’s for sure. Now I can take these stupid shoes off, in whose right mind does a dress code need heels! Someone grabbed my shoulder spinning me around way to fast on the tooth picks. I fell to the floor butt first with a loud oaf. Glaring up I found the boy from yesterday looking at me like I was a ghost, and as far as he knew I could be. I pulled my hand free standing next him only to have to slide back to the ground. The punch I avoided flew over my head and instinct kicked in and I leaned back on my arms kicking out with my leg to send him up off the ground. The air whooshed out of his lungs and he came down falling right above me.

I pulled