Goddess Girls - S. L. Zeigler (e book reader pc txt) 📗

Goddess herself has taken away their ability to see how perfect God’s Men are.
Since God’s Men are perfect, I am betting this is why the Goddess Girls do not obey. When God makes girls, He lets the boys design them. Thus, when the girl and the one who created her see each other they connect in such a way that they could not even think about leaving each other for someone else. The Goddess Girls do not have that because they do not have boys. That is what takes away their ability to see how perfect men are. Why would the Goddess do that? Maybe She did not want the world to be God’s perfect creation. Yes, She creates the animals and some of the plants, but why does She stain the humans with Goddess Girls?
Maybe She wants to cause problems. Maybe She thinks that will help us. No one knows what Her real reason is, but we can speculate. Some people think that it is because they have some power to resist what men say, but I think it is because the Goddess does not allow them to see how perfect and amazing men really are. If you ask me that is one of the big things that She messed up, but I bet the men will be able to find some way to make the Goddess Girls listen.

After reading it, he stamps it with an A stamp. Cool! I actually got an A! That’s a first for this class.
~Good job.
~Oh, he’s a bogus grader, if I had written the truth I would have gotten an F-minus.
~Weird.

The rest of the day was rather bland, until I got to math class. Mr. Sanders takes my late homework and lets me go sit down at the back of the class.
“So Katya, you’re finally back. Where’ve ya’ been?” Jeff asks.
“I’ve been so bored without you here, no one to make fun of. So sad,” Tylor tells me.
“OK, today we are going over…” Mr. Sanders starts the lesson. After class I’m copying down my homework.
“So Katya, I’ve missed you in class, why not have some fun?” Mr. Sanders wonders, raising one eyebrow.
“Yes, Katya, why not let us have some fun?” Dan wants to know. I finish copying my homework.
“Why don’t you let me have some fun? Meet me out front if you want to have some real fun, fighting.” At that a growl dances through my head. Was that an agreement or a disagreement?
~Agreement, beat them, make them hurt.
~I will.

I walk out of the school and set down my blue backpack by a bush. Quince tonto rameras, fifteen idiotic b*tches, I think. They are going to pay! “I would advise putting down your stuff.” They put down their stuff and start to come after me.

“Sorry, they were pissing me off!”
“That doesn’t mean you should have hurt them that bad!” Ryan nearly shouts as he is rapping my arm, my only injury, and it was from falling on a rock dragging Dan off of me.
“Sorry,” I say meekly. “Forgive me?”
“Of course, you are the sister I know the best, and, don’t tell our brothers, but, my favorite sibling. Plus, you are a good person to get along with and have on my side, too. I love you; I can't ever stay mad at you.” He smiles and gives a one shouldered shrug. With that he pats my arm and helps me down from the desk in his office because the other rooms of the house all had my class mates in them, and my teacher. Oops!
~Katya?
~Yes Jakole?
~Is he almost done?
~I’m on my way Jakole. I’m coming out now.
~Good!

I walk out into the living room and get hostile glances; I ignore them and keep walking. I get outside and Jakole runs over to give me a hug, swinging me around and around. Good job, sweetie!
~Thanks!

I knew I was starting to use the mind speech thing more, and I was definitely getting more comfortable with it. It was kind of odd, I was hearing him even when everything else is silent sometimes. Also, the switching back and forth was weird because of the two different kinds of hearing. “See you guys later, we’re headed next door,” I tell my siblings that were at Ryan’s and lean on Jakole as we walk off.
~I wish I had been able to help.
~It’s probably better that you didn’t.
~Why?

He sounded hurt.
~Because this way less people know about you.
~Hmm, okay.
~Ahh, D*mn it!
~What?

Jakole is immediately ready to defend me.
~I just realized that I have to go to the children’s meeting, and I’m supposed to be there in seven minutes, but you can’t come!

I frown, and look up at him. I wish I didn’t have to go, but unless I say you are my man then I have to by law.
~Oh, I’m so sorry Sacaw Hasla, you can tell people that but then you can’t go to school any more.
~Well, all that I would miss is finals and I wouldn’t really mind being done with those jerks from school, and these meetings are supper boring since it is just little kids and me, and all they do is run around trying to see everyone.
~How about you go to this one and we can talk the whole time? Does that sound better?
~Yes, but I still don’t want to go!
~You can do it, just one night.
~Fine, I almost wish I was hurt worse!
~Go to your stupid thing and it will be over soon enough.
~Okay, I guess, you’ll talk to me the whole time?

I sound desperate to my own ears.
~Yes, I promise.

I start jogging toward the meeting center as Jakole walks the rest of the way to my room and shuts the door.

“Name please,” the short man that was standing by the door says.
“Really Theo? You have got to be kidding me!” I say exasperated.
“Just kidding, Katya. What have you been up to of late that you haven’t been into town, let alone the Children’s Meeting?” Theo was actually a friend of mine; he just had an odd since of humor.
“I’ve been at Ryan’s house,” I say, he would know what I meant although why he was asking was kind of odd. He knew better than almost anyone that I skip the children’s meeting sometimes.
“Oh, that makes more since, I’m not used to you missing quite so many.” Ahh, that’s why he asked, I might miss a few, but not weeks in a row.
“Yah, it sucked, but that’s life, for me.” I ponder that unfairness as I walk in.
~I hate these things!
~How come you hate them so much?
~I’m walking around with everyone trying to look at me and everyone else! It’s so aggravating! All the little kids walking around me just looking! God and Goddess! I hate it so much, why do I have to deal with it?
~Just this once, remember?
~Yah, yah. It just pisses me off!
~So what do you want to talk to me about?
~I don’t know! Ugh!
~Calm down, Sacaw Hasla. Don’t worry, you are doing fine. Just this one more time.
~I know, I’m sorry. Forgive me?
~Of course! How could I not? You are my Sacaw Hasla!
~Well…that doesn’t mean that you might not forgive me.
~I will always forgive you.
~You promise?
~Yes, now don’t worry, calm down and just go through with the meeting.
~Okay thank you.
~No problem.

Boys continue walking around and looking every girl in the eyes. I just sit there ignoring all the boys until I hear a shrill cry.
“It’s her! It’s her! She is my girl!” A boy stands in front of me, jumping up and down. I feel nothing but the usual disgust of seeing another boy that thinks he is perfect.
“What? That’s not true; I’m not your girl!” I state.
“Yes you are!” he argues.
“No I’m not, if I were, you would be my age!” I argue back.
“No, that’s not true! I just wanted an older girl, so I postponed my birth!”
“If I were your girl then I would feel attached to you, I don’t!”
~I need you! In human form, I need you to be my man!
~Why?
~A little boy thinks that he is my man!
~I’m coming.
~Hurry!

“You don’t because of the postponement of meeting me.”
“No! That’s not true! No! I know it’s not, it can’t be!”
“Why not?”
“Because, because, because, that’s not the way it works! It’s not! No!”
“If he says you are his girl then go, now!” I adult man’s voice says from the side.
“But he isn’t my man!”
Just then, the door bursts open and Jakole walks in, his hair every shade of red and brown. Our eyes connect. “I have just found my man.” I say, slightly stunned, I never knew I could ever be so happy to say those words, true or not.
~You may not be my man, but you will always be my Sacaw Hasla and the only man for me. I, I love you.
~I know how you feel, our bond might be different, but it is also stronger, Sacaw Hasla. I love you too.

“I told you!” I hear the boy smiling. “I knew you would just take a few minutes to get used to the connection before you would acknowledge it!”
“Not you, you idiota!” I say as Jakole makes his way over to me, our gazes still locked.
“What do you mean? Look at me!” He screams.
“No,” I say, still looking at Jakole.
“What? You will listen to me, I am your man!” He reaches over and pulls my head strait so that I can see nothing but him.
The other man jumps back into the conversation, “You will go home with him tonight and sleep with him, if you still doubt his words, you can come back here.” I see the boy smirk.
“That will not be necessary,” I hear a new voice interrupt. I turn back to that voice almost immediately. “I am her man and that is final.”
“I am the boss here and I say what goes, she will spend a night with him!”
“No!” I say, stepping into Jakole’s body. He raps his arms around me and pulls me closer to his body. I look up at his face and I am taken aback at the feelings that course through me. Feeling swamp my system in return. I turn in his arms, put my arms around his neck and pull him down as I lean up as high as I can on my toes. I gently press my lips to his and kiss him. Immediately, he starts to kiss me back. His arms tightening around my waist and lifting me off my feat so that he is no longer leaning down. He bites at my lower lip and growls in my head.
I hear someone clear their throat and he releases me, breathing heavily. My gaze snaps to the man who had interrupted us. It was the ‘boss’ of the facilities.
“I can see who you believe is the holder to your bond, but, Katya, who are you to choose? A girl? That, and,” he shifts his gaze to Jakole, “who are you?”
“I am Jakole and I was just a farm boy, my father didn’t have money to raise two kids so he kept me away from town, I came today so that I could see what the town was like, I had heard of these meetings and decided to see if my forgotten girl was here.”
“It makes more since that it be you anyway, she is your age anyway.” ‘Boss’