CHAPTER 2
Tris POV
I reached the information desk. "I'm sorry, could you help me out?" I asked the angel. I don't know why the devils bothered to have one, it's not like they're going to be of much help. And that devil is rude and… Keep calm, say nice things, I told myself. The angel, Johanna, was her name, got up and glided around her desk. "This way," she led me to a long set of corridors until finally, we reached the Angel's area.
"No inviting the devils over, no meeting the devils in private, no talking to them. Come to think of it, don't even look at them," she said sternly before flying back to her desk. "Gosh, woman. I get it, it's not like I have any interest for them anyways," I whispered to myself. "I heard that," she shouted. I groaned and entered my room-to-be. Really, you don't have to use your powers all the time. The one thing angels have in common is their healing power. But they couldn't bring back the dead, but we're not going to die anytime soon, I hope.
I don't know what my specialty is yet, but I hope to find it soon. I dropped my bag next to the bed. There were two beds, side by side with a bedside table for each of it. There were two enormous wardrobes facing the bed, and the bathroom is near the entrance. It was mostly empty.
Speaking of which, I wonder who's gonna be my roommate. I waited patiently, singing and unpacking my things until I heard the door slide open. I quickly turned around.
The girl standing in front of me is slightly taller than I am. She is gorgeous, with long, wavy dark brown hair and light blue eyes. She has a violet halo. "Hi!" she greeted me, flashing a smile. She has a flirtatious smile, if you know what I mean. "I'm Marlene. You?" she asks. Incredibly friendly, that's good. "Tris," I said naturally. I never expected anyone to call me that, except Christina. "Tris, nice to meet you. How about we go hang out after this? I'm sure we'll have plenty of time to do the rest," she said enthusiastically. I nodded and continued unpacking. I sighed inwardly. She's perfect, I envy her.
Just then, Christina let herself inside. Marlene doesn't seem to mind. "What's up?" I asked, as she neared me. "Nothing. Just checking," she said shrugging. I nodded slightly and stored my bag under the bed. She nodded in Marlene's direction. "That's Mar," I said, barely able to hold myself from giving her a nickname. "Mar's a good nickname," Marlene smiled. I smiled back.
"So, later Tris and I are going out. Wanna join?" Marlene asked, looking up. "Uh, yeah sure. I'd love to!" Chris replied. "Okay, I should be going now, my roommate should be there already, my room's just next to yours if you want to come over," Chris said and went out.
"So, have you seen the devils we're competing with?" I asked, desperate to make conversation. "Yeah, I've met Zeke, somehow he's related to Uriah, my boyfriend. I mean how is that even possible? Angels and Devils are two complete different things!" Marlene said, she had this curious look on her face but she's still pretty. The conversation ended there.
I started missing my parents. What if I never get to see them again? If I didn't pass, and then the authorities decided it would be better for me to just live here? Or I'm too good and the humans needed me here? I've heard some angels do that. The thought vanished when I saw a waving hand in my face. "Time to go," Mar said.
Four POV
Ignoring the constant banging on the door, I took out my headphones and played the songs. Sometime later, the banger gave up and there's a big muscly guy towering over me. I took a second glance at him. At first I thought it was my father, but then I remembered him not this good-looking, and this guy has bronze-skin. "This is my room too you know, you can't just lock it!" he said, exasperated before he slumped on the bed.
"Yeah, whatever," I replied. "Hey, you're Four aren't you? Son of Marcus-" he said, I interrupted, "Yeah, and who are you? Some crazy stalker?" I said absent-mindedly. "Dude! We wrecked summer school last year remember?" he said. I do remember but it's not worth telling him. "Nope," I said coolly, still ignoring him. I turned up the volume when he started talking. Finally, he gave up.
After a while, I got bored. "Hey, let's do something," I shouted to him. "Oh, now you want to talk? You don't even know my name," he said, still reading his book. I do remember his name. It started with 'Z'. "It's Z—eus?" I asked uncertainly. He guffawed. "Close. And I'm not the father of gods. It's Zeke," he put his book down. "Let's go to the mall, I eavesdropped on some room and a couple of babes are going," Zeke headed to the door. I shrugged and went to join him.
As it is, wherever the devils are, the angels will be. I was silently hoping that, for no reason. We reached the mall, and Zeke spotted the girls immediately, on the second level. We both spread our wings and took off to the second level. We don't bother using the elevator, it wastes time. And besides, the humans can't see us, unless we change into our human form. "Hey, who is this?" a girl purred seductively. "He's um…Four," Zeke says. "Hi Four, I'm Lauren," Lauren said, walking nearer, I backed up. "I need to go find something," I told Zeke before walking off hurriedly.
I breathe a sigh of relief. As I walked, taking out this technology the devils make similar to the ones they call 'phones'. I really think they just bought it here, and sold it more expensive to us. I walked with no purpose until I bumped into someone. A current electricity jolts through me, forcing a cry out of me. Fortunately for me, the bumper also got it and she was screaming with pain.
"What the hell happened?!" I asked, enraged. I got up, and looked at her. She was rubbing her head, her blonde hair cascading. She got up too. "I'm really sorry," she said, looking at me. "Yeah, you'd better be," I said. I don't care if we break the veto, I've done it once and I don't mind doing it twice. Just using my instinct, I raised my hand and slapped her hard on the cheek. The shock of electricity didn't come, except the ones coming from her watery-bright eyes.