CAILE

0832 Hours July 20, 2020

"I'm gonna be late! I'm gonna be late!" I muttered angrily to myself as I barreled down the sidewalk on my bike.

First day of school and I'm gonna be late all because I was up late watching videos online. It's not my fault though! Why would they have invented the internet if we weren't supposed to enjoy ourselves, right? Though I doubt anyone would accept that excuse.

I sped down the sidewalk, ringing my bell and screaming at people blocking my path. Stopping at a red light, I take the chance to calm down a little and catch my breath.

"Why the hell am I so worked up anyways?" I asked myself.

I give myself a little countdown as I fixate my gaze on the traffic lights, waiting for my turn to bolt. As soon as the light changes to the bright green that means go, I put the pedal to the metal and launch myself forward. Panting hard and avoiding random civilians, I make my way over to Sicarius Academy, the school that I will be attending for the next few years.

Oh, I probably should introduce myself a little. The name's Caile, pronounced like the letter "K" then "Lee". I'm your regular 16-year-old female, though I've been mistaken for a boy more times than I can count on my fingers. Well, I can't really say that I'm a regular person… but that's beside the point. As you know, I'm late for my first day at the academy. This academy is for training as-

"HEY, IDIOT! GET OUTTA THE WAY!" I scream as I notice that I'm on a direct collision course with another person.

Of course, with just my luck, I lose control of the bike as soon as my message gets out and crash into the other person with a loud CRASH. The crash with the other person, I noticed he was a male as we collided, sent us both to the ground.

"What the hell…" I mutter as I shakily stand up and glare at the guy. "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

As the guy pushed himself up, wincing, he looked at me with a blank expression and spoke in a monotone voice, "I don't think you noticed the real problem here."

I follow the male's pointing finger which was directed at my bike. Rather, what was left of it at least. The collision had thrown me off my bike which happened to slide onto the road where it was struck by an unsuspecting car. What used to be my bike was nothing more than a piece of scrap metal now.

If steam really did puff out of a person's head when they were angry, in that moment I probably would have given off enough to give lung cancer to everyone within a mile radius.

"You… You…" I turned towards the guy, shaking with rage. "YOU OWE ME A NEW BIKE YOU IDIOT! THAT BIKE COST ME A MONTHS WORTH OF PAY! YOU'RE PAYING FOR IT! I ONLY TAKE CASH! PAY UP RIGHT NOW OR I'LL MAKE YOU WISH YOU DIED IN THE CRASH!"

Not being able to contain my fury, I blew up in the guy's face. He didn't react at all. He stood there, blank expression, which served to further my anger.

"AT LEAST SAY SOMETHING YOU LITTLE DUNCE!" I scream again, this time giving him a hard shove.

"Why should I pay for your bike when you're the one who hit me?" He said in a monotone voice, dusting off his uniform. "See you at the academy."

I stood there, dumbfounded, as he simply walked away. It took several minutes of standing in silence before I was able to register what he said.

See you at the academy.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, only then taking note that his uniform was the male counterpart of my Sicarius Academy uniform.

Glancing down at my watch, I notice that I'm already late for the first day. Screaming out vulgar words, I sprinted towards the school, not bothering to look back at the wreckage of my bike.

I'll make sure that insufferable idiot gives me my money!