I walk into my dorm, being greeted Gower sitting on the top bunk, sipping on a Pepsi, his acne covered face gleaming. I walk over and get one out from the box. It is one thing that seems to calm my nerves down. Why was Mr. Schumer acting so weird back there? What was with the pen? What was with Callie?
"Gower, you won't believe what happened after class," I say. "Callie turned into a monster." I feel as stupid as I sound. But Gower understands me... well, most of the time anyway.
"Who's Callie?" He looks dumbfounded.
"She's the girl I've been crushing on all year." I smash an empty can under my shoe.
"Doesn't ring a bell," he says as he gets down off the top bunk. He makes a grunt when his crippled legs touch the ground. He grabs his walking stick things. "We should study for our test. Its due day after tomorrow."
"Yeah, Yeah, I'll get on it." I lie. Infact I never did. I never studied for that test. Ended up getting myself let go because of my bad grades. I just stopped caring. I asked every person I knew about Callie also, but no one remembered her. I totally lost my mind after I overheard Gower and Mr. Schumer talking in one of the class rooms.
"It's just not safe for Pherse anymore. He's going to get killed," Mr. Schumer said.
"I know. The Haze can only do so much," Gower replied. I booked it out of there. I was already at my witsend with the last three weeks of school. But did Mr. Schumer and Gower know about Callie?
The last day of school is tomorrow. The last one of the year. I'm so happy to go home, to see my mom and live a non-crazy life, I hope. I hear the click and clack of Gower walking into the dorm, his walking sticks making all the ruckus.
"You all packed?" He asks me, pulling his own packed suitcase from the closet.
"Yeah. All ready," I reply, hefting my suitcase onto my bed.
"Headmaster says we are loading up tonight." Gower walks out of the room. I think he's been acting strange since that talk he and Mr. Schumer had.
"Wait up!" I run after him, grabbing my case too.
"What is it Pherse?" He turns around.
"What is it with you? Ever since you've had that talk with Mr. Schumer, you've been acting so strange." I adjust my case.
"Talk with Mr. Schumer? What are you talking about Pherse?"
"I heard you talking with Schumer, talking about how it's not safe anymore."
Gower turned pale, his legs started to tremble.
"I don't know what you're talking about." His voice cracks.
"Do you know about Callie?" I shout at him.
"What? What's that Mr. Drax? Coming!" He bolts down the hall, dropping his bag. He definitely knows something I don't.
The rest of that day was telling everyone I've grown to know this year good bye, mostly from selling some candy out of my dorm. The floor advisor told me to stop, but I never did. I've been doing it all year. I throw myself onto my bed, and a deep sleep takes over me.
"Wake up Pherse. We're late for the bus." Gower shakes my shoulders. I jump out of my warm bed and throw on some clothes. We bolt down the stairs and make it to the bus before they shut the doors. It was a great relief to sit down after running down four flights of stairs.
The only thing I am going to miss about old Macey Prep School is the great view of the ocean it had. It was just amazing to look at. I would often sneak out onto the roof and look at it. It just made me feel great.
When we got about fifty miles out of the school, the bus broke down. Jarring the whole thing around. Everyone groaned. But the driver just told everyone to sit still while he fixed it. I made the mistake of looking into the field we were stopped by. I saw her, Callie.
"Gower! Look!" I shout, pointing at her. My heart quickens.
"What!" He snaps his head up from his phone. But she ducks down into the bush before he can see her.
"Nevermind." I look back toward the field. The pen/kopis feels heavy in my pocket. I crack the window next to the driver who is repairing a flat tire. A thin bead of sweat dripping down his nose. "Hey! I gotta whiz. I'm going to go to that field over there."
"Ok, make it quick, I'm almost done." He nods.
I climb out of the back door, making a quick dash toward the field. I whip out the pen, and it clicks into the sword. "Callie! I'm going to end you!" I shout.
"Stop calling me that!" She stands up. "My name is Culsu." She pulls out a pair of scissors, that appears to be three feet long. I start to sweat. I glance back towards the bus, and no one is looking at me.
"Who?"
"Demons of the underworld, Aita." she looks at me, her blood red eyes reflecting my every move.
"Where?" I swallow hard.
"Hades you idiot! Hades!" She jumps towards me, I side step and slice upwards, but she blocks it with the rusty handle of the barber's tool. I jump back, and swing towards the open spot on her left flank. The sword swishes across the ribs and starts spraying dust out from the cut. Then that is when she explodes into more black dust again. I high tail it back to the bus.