Ch.I April
"Why. Is. It. So. C-COLD!" Dana screamed into nothing.
I was about to remind her that it was 70 degrees outside, and that it was the norm on the east coast. However, this was my first spring in Vegas, so I really couldn't sympathize.
"The weather's mad at you," I teased.
"Sure, with my luck," she grunted, "but its April! There should be a lot more sun. I mean, come on! We live in a desert!"
"April showers bring May flowers," I sang.
She scoffed. She's just that kind of person. "For the record, that has never happened. Yet. But we should be wearing shorts by now! I'm tired of boots!" she continued to rant, and I fazed her out like I usually did.
Before my thoughts wander too far, let me give you a short intro.
My name is May Andrews, sophomore, transfer student. I am a nerd who used to only care about the computer and playstation.
3 months ago, my house caught fire, killing my whole family in their sleep.
Lucky I was at a sleepover, right?
Sure. After I was orphaned, I was shipped to my godparents, meaning I had to move—which isn't very hard when you don't have anything—from peaceful suburban Massachusetts to bright and loud Las Vegas. My only comfort was the fact that I knew my godparents pretty well, and Dana, my….god sister?..., was also one of my best friends.
That is, she was one of best friends before she moved. They say cities change people, and man, did she change. Fortunately, I can still see that old Dana under the make-up and outfits, which is probably the only reason why I still talk to her.
"Hey, Ma-ii! You listening?" Dana pouted at me.
I put on a sweet smile. "Of course I'm not, Dai-na! Why would I want to listen to complaints about the weather when we could just easily go inside?"
"We have to wait for Peter! Please, stay out with me?" She used her puppy dog face.
Oh no, not the puppy dog face.
I sighed. This girl…. "Fine. 5 minutes, then I'm going to orc." She hip hoorayed.
While we waited, I mentally went through the map of the school, drawing the quickest ways to get to my classes. You see, our school had a bunch of buildings spread out over about 5 miles of land. That means crossing streets and avoiding hobos. Only the fast and clever get to class on time.
"Oh! There he is. Kay, May. See ya at lunch!" Dana ran off before I could say anything.
And then I had a thought.
I had just been ditched.
"Oh, Ef this," I cursed , then made my way to the Orchestra room. Even if it wasn't cold, I had to wait and listen to boring rants, and then get ditched. She knew I hated being left alone—Trauma, what can I say?—and still left me. I was so angry, that I didn't notice the giant black spot in the sky. That is, until it fell right in front of me.
CRASH
"Oh, shi-" I quickly closed my mouth before I took a spray of dirt to the face. The black thing landed on the planter and sprayed tree and broken bricks everywhere.
Well, that was a massive waste of a planter, I thought, then smacked myself for the tangential thinking. I turned my attention back to the black mass that had literally landed into my life.
The monster was a scary kind of black—a bit like a dark hole-, and it had lots of hands. Most of them were holding swords, but I paled when I saw what the last hand was holding.
A mask, with the Roman numeral I imprinted on the forehead. The sign of the Magician.
This was a shadow. And not just any shadow.
It was one of the strong shadows that only came during a full moon. Waving its swords around, it looked like it was going to kill me.
"Damn it," I said, realizing just how screwed I was.