Tainted Angel

Ch. 1 Walking Away

"Hello? Hey, are you awake yet?" a small voice said from behind my closed door. I turned to look at the alarm clock on my dresser. 6:45 in the morning… I groaned and turned on my side. There was banging on my door.

"Come on, Romiera Lynn Austin! You're going to be late for school!" came in between the banging.

"Go away! I want to sleep!" I turned on my stomach, putting a pillow over my head, trying to silence the banging. Just then, my door opened. I felt someone put their arms under me and turned me over before I could protest. I closed my eyes and covered my face with my hands from the light. Someone laughed next to me, enjoying my pain, as I growled.

"Sheesh, Conner! I would've gotten up if you just left me alone! You can be so annoying!" Conner was still laughing when I ran him out of my room, closing the door as soon as he was out. I walked over to my mirror to see the damage. I looked better than I felt, which is a good thing…usually.

My purple stretched black hair was floating in all directions, defying gravity. My baby-blue eyes were somewhat caked and cloudy still from sleep. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes as I walked to the bathroom.

"Hurry up, Romi, or you're going to miss the bus!" yelled my mom from the kitchen. "You're already late as it is. Plus, you need to eat breakfast."

She kept drowning on about something, but I closed the bathroom door long before.

After the usual bathroom necessities, I went back to my room, changed, threw my crap in my bookbag, and trudged down the stairs. I dropped my bag and grabbed my Converse. As I finished putting them on, my mom came with a grilled cheese.

"Don't forget to go to Mrs. Jackson's for her cookies after school." She handed me my breakfast as I stood up.

"Yeah, yeah. Do you want me to go to the store too?" I figured I might as well and asked; we were out of grape jelly for Conner's lunch, not that I was going to go though.

"That's alright. I'm going to get what we need when I go out for my errands."

I slung my bag onto my shoulder and opened the door.

"Okay, well, I'm leaving. See you after school."



She waved at me as she closed the door. Now, all I had to do was act like I was going to school and I'd be free. I walked down to the corner like every other morning, then turned right, away from the school.