I looked at him, and he looked at me. His light hazel eyes focused on my crystal clear blue ones. For a second I thought his eyes flashed crimson then the bell rang. He got up abruptly and left before anyone else got ready. The clock said 3:00.
"Hey, Angel, get your ass up and let's go- the guys asked me to ask you for a soccer match. Wanna kick their asses? I do." I laughed and followed my best friend, Kioku, out to the soccer field.
"Ah man, the cheerleaders are out there, what do we do?" I took the soccer ball out of her arms and aimed it at the blond one on top of the pyramid. She tumbled down and landed in mud.
"Eeeww!" Her brown eyes focused on me. "Well, well, if it isn't the Goth reject, Angel, what are you doing here?"
"Playing soccer, girls, now go off and play with your Barbie dolls. They're the closest things to yourselves." I smiled.
"You'll regret it, you, you, ugh!" She walked off with the 7 other cheerleaders tagging after her. Two guys wandered up and smiled.
"So, good job, annoy the cheerleaders," Matt said, his silver-tipped black hair hanging down into his green eyes. He high-fived me, smiling. "Let's play, then we can go eat, and maybe egg Rachel's house?" Kioku nodded, smiling, and brushed her blue-tipped russet hair out of her gray-blue eyes.
After our game, we headed to our favorite hangout- a old burger place that only served to those not human. Me, Matt, Kioku, and Shadow are shapeshifters, so only our familes knew and those like us. We went in and sat at a table near the back door.
"Hey, anyone seen Raven? She said she'd be here, but its been 20 minutes." Ross said, seeming worried. He brushed his dark blue hair out of his light gray eyes.
"I'll go look for her. Matt, Shadow? Can you come with me, Kioku can stay, right?" The Japanese shapeshifter nodded, the movement causing her blue tipped russet hair to fall in her gray-blue eyes. Matt and Shadow nodded.
Shadow isn't his real name, but he doesn't like his real name. His real name is Antonio, but he likes Shadow more, he'll kill you if you call him Antonio.
I walked out and into the woods. My shapeshifter form is a light brown wolf with purple paws.
Matt's shapeshifter form is a weasel with black fur and silver paws and Shadow's shapeshifter form is a pitch-black mountain lion. Matt climbed up on my back, his silver paws gripping my brown fur.
'Hey, Matt, why can't you run for once?' I griped in his mind, and his green eyes danced.
'Because I don't feel like it, Angel. Is there a problem?' I smirked.
'Hell yeah there is! Get off and run for once, or do you expect me and Shadow to do all the work again while you sleep?' He jumped down, caught, and ran ahead with me and Shadow tailing him.
'Hey,' Matt thought to me and Shadow. 'Do you hear that?' I listened and my ears caught the sound of fighting. I nodded, and Matt shifted back to a human. I shifted back and Shadow shifted back.
"Come on, it doesn't-" A jock from our school stepped out from behind a tree, approaching us.
"Hey, heard ya were messin' with our girls, and now we're gonna mess you up," Another jock tried to grab Matt but he moved away, smirking. I heard the 3rd jock stumble back as Shadow punched him, his purple eyes illuminated by his black hair. The one he'd punched rubbed his jaw and I moved back as the one who approached us tried to grab me. "Hey, now, Angel, why don't you join our girls? It'd be better than these losers."
"These 'losers' are my friends, jock, and no one disses them!" Matt punched him and he fell backwards, holding his nose, glaring at me and Matt. The other two fell as Shadow brushed his hands off. "Let's go, this guys aren't worth it, Matt, Shadow." They smiled slightly and followed me as I listened for the sound of the other fighting.
The soccer field in my school was ahead and it sounded like the fighting was there. I ran ahead and almost ran into someone. Rachel. What was she doing here?
"Oh, its the Goth gang, two of my girls are beating up your friend, Raven, she's a good fighter but not quite good enough." I pushed her down and stalked towards the two girls who were fighting with Raven.
"Hey, cheerleaders," They glanced at me, momentarily stopping beating Raven. I pushed them both down and helped Raven up. "Leave us alone, or my guys'll mess up your guys more." The three jocks were stumbling out of the woods, two of them had bloody noses and one was rubbing his wrist and jaw.
I started to walk away when I felt a hand grab my hair and pull me back. "Oh? And what are you going to do, Goth? Beat me up? I'm the vice-prinicipal's daughter. Whatever you do to me will go straight to daddy." I laughed.
"And? My mom's the prinicipal, she can fire your daddy, so don't make me mad." This school was originally for shapeshifter's but my mom tweaked the rules and now other non-human's come here. She released my purple tipped brown hair and stalked away.
I cast a questioning glance at my Cheyenne indian friend and she sighed. "Stupid cheerleaders, wished they'd get a real life." She ran her black nails through her red and black hair and rubbed her light caramel eyes, yawning. Of course, out of the 350 students that went here to this high school, the only human was the girl that grabbed me and Rachel.
The rest of the cheerleaders are succubus, and all of the jocks are werewolves. I love this school, and soon my mom was going to move Rachel, and the one cheerleader and the one cheerleader's dad to another school- an all human one.
Matt, Ross, Kioku, and Shadow jogged towards me and Raven. The only reason I fought the succubus cheerleaders are because they usually are swayed into befriending a stupid human like Rachel. They were smart though, once they learn to not befriend a bitch like Rachel, then they'll never do it again. It was fun to watch.
I cast a glance at my Japanese best friend, Kioku; a glance at my Cherokee friend, Shadow; at my full-blooded Mexican friend, Matt; and then at my Cheyenne friend, Raven. Me, Matt, Shadow and Raven had never seen Kioku's shapeshifter form; Raven's shapeshifter form is a raven with red and black feathers with light caramel eyes.
"I gotta go, guys, mom's callin'." I ran back and looked at a text message from my mom with a sigh. "Crazy old lady, I swear." I opened the front door and was almost hit as my half-dragon little sister flew at me.
"Janni, get back here now!" I heard my mother's angry voice then moved as she ran out after my lithe little sister. "Now, Janni!" Janni's light gray wings folded as I caught her when she flew by me. "Ah! Thank you, Angel." I gave Janni to my mother and went in after her, closing the front door with the heel of my knee-high converse.
"So?" I said, yawning. "Whatcha wanna talk 'bout mom?" I ran my fingers through my purple-tipped brown hair and looked at her. She sighed, glancing at my furious little sister.
"I'll take Janni up." My father said, taking her and walking upstairs. My father is normally a silent person, doesn't really like fighting, but will fight. He's trying to find the bear that cost him his right eye but hasn't had no luck. He's a bear shapeshifter.
None of us know where Janni was born half-dragon always a mystery. I was there when she was born so you can't say she was adopted.
"It's about... that," I knew immediately what she was talking about and I narrowed my clear blue eyes.
"What about it, mom," I said stiffly. "It's not dangerous, and I'm still getting used to it."
"How much time have you spent training your gift with the elders, Angel?" She said, matching my stiff tone.
"About 3 hours after school; I didn't go today because Rachel's chicks were beating on Raven." She sighed, covering her face with one hand.
"Rachel, the one human cheerleader and her dad will be gone tomorrow, you won't see them, Angel," My eyes inched up the stairs to my room and she sighed. "Go ahead, seems I can't keep your attention. Go." I bolted upstairs after grabbing something to eat from the kitchen.
I opened my door, hoping to see the package I'd been waiting for. It was there and there was a pale white barn owl about sitting on it, watching me with curious yellow eyes. My window was closed but not locked and my door didn't seem to have been opened.
I decided against telling my parents- they'd freak and tell me to get rid of it. I fished a old parrot cage out of my huge closet and set in on the floor near the window. I hesitantly approached the owl, half-afraid it would make a ruckus or claw me. It didn't; it just stared at me as I lifted it up and put it in the cage.
"Odd- must've been a pet before; I don't think it'd be so docile if it wasn't. Hmmm..." I yawned and grabbed a set of pajama's and head to the bathroom, changing and then climbing into my bed. I reached out and flicked off the light.
The last thing I saw was a pair of yellow eyes that flashed crimson as I drifted to sleep.