"His name is Ares. Now go sit down before I doom you all." She hissed and the boy sat down quickly. I tore my eyes off him and stared at my desk. It wasn't possible. No way it was possible. I glanced quickly at everyone around me. No one was bothered by the boy sitting there. And Ms. Bitter went on with the lesson as if nothing had happened in the first place. This can't be happening. The rest of the class finished the lesson and talked for the last six minutes while I sat at my desk having a small panic attack. It's impossible it's really impossible. It can't be him.
I risked another look at the kid. Short black hair that fell in front of his face, white button up shirt over a red tank top, black jeans, and those eyes. I'd seen all different types of eyes humans had. Greens and blues, browns and yellows, hell even an occasional purple every now and again. But dammit if I've seen a red that blood shot.
At least that red on a human.
The bell rang and I went out with everyone else to the lockers before leaving this disgusting place. I opened my locker and grabbed my stuff, ignoring the occasional shove and "insane weirdo." I had to hold myself from running before going through the big front doors. It was raining slightly and most kids were opening umbrellas. 'Ares' was just past the steps trying to open a red umbrella. I walked over to him mine already up. "Here" I said and I could hear him sigh.
"thanks. Don't know what's wrong with this stupid thing." the voice was off but it was easy to change a voice. "Which way you walking?" he pointed in the direction I already knew he would. "not too far off from me. Mind company until yours works?"
"not at all" he gave up on the umbrella and we walked away. Once we past most of the kids and a street I couldn't help but laugh a bit.
"Ares huh? don't think I've seen many gods walking around before." he shrugged and pushed some hair away from his face.
"parents are kind of mythology junkies. I don't think I caught your name." the voice changed slightly. Small but there. I noticed it.
"Dib." we turned down another road and I took out my binder. "but it isn't hard. You'll know most names pretty quickly. Or you could always just guess." I moved around a puddle and 'Ares' jumped over it to keep up with me.
"guessing everyone's name? Seems pretty risky. What if you're wrong?" I stopped in front of a house. His house. The house that hadn't been there since I was almost fifteen. I took the sticky note, so perfectly kept it still stuck, and stuck it to his chest. The last thread I had of sanity to make room for the new blanket of proof standing next to me.
"risk taken." he made a noise that sounded like painfully laughter and stepped out from under the umbrella. He went up to his door that no longer held a men's room sign and opened it. "The god of war, bloodshed, and violence. Very suiting. you almost had me fooled. The eyes gave it away though."
"I'm not even surprised." he sighed before holding the door wider. "so Dib-thing are you going to stay out there and wait for the germs to eat you or will you come inside?"
I smiled again and pulled down my umbrella. "Coming Zim."