Drake's POV-

"What does congruent mean again?" Drake asked. The three of them sat in the lounge doing homework. It was eight o'clock in the morning and classes started at eight-thirty. Drake and Diana had a math test first hour. Cain didn't
have math till fourth hour. Drake never cared about school, but whatever it took to make the teacher stop nagging him. The three of them sat on a couch in the Coates Academy student lounge.
"For the last time. The same. It's not that hard." Diana told him in her snarky tone.
Drake yearned for the day that he would end her. Diana. All smart, but her and him both knew the only thing between him and her was Cain. Cain. Thinks he's all special because he could do things other people couldn't. Maybe it made him a
little more powerful than the rest but when it came down to it all, he was just a freak. Just like the rest of them.
The three of them pretty much ran things around the place. Cain all high and mighty, Diana right up there with him. And then Drake. At the moment he was just Cain's henchman. But not for long. One day Drake would end them both and he would be the
power. Yes. Drake smiled at the thought. Yes.
Coates Academy. A boarding school for freaks that nobody else wanted. It's the place where parents send their troubled kids that they didn't know what to do with. The place was just up the hill from a small town called Perdido Beach. Drake hadn't left
the school for years. He felt as if he would never get to leave.
The lounge was filled with couches, chairs, and tables. The floor was carpeted and there was a flat screen TV on the wall that showed the news. There was also a window along one of the walls that shown into the hallway.
Drake looked up and seen a big man walking with with his arm around a girl's for arm. Drake watched this strange girl curiously.
"What are you looking-" Diana was about to ask Drake, but Cain cut her off.
"Who is that?" Cain asked. Diana then seen what they were looking at. The girl that was walking in cuffs was covered in blood and looked like she wanted to kill everyone. She looked like an angry animal.
The girl turned her head to look at the three of them. For a brief moment the girl and Drake held a gaze. Unlike Drake's hard, cold, blue eyes, hers were a deep brown that seemed to consume him. Her face was unreadable. Head held high with confidence.
Drake bet he could beat every ounce of confidence right out of her. It didn't matter if the blood on her arms and other places was hers or not. She was nothing compared to him, he thought. Oh was he wrong.
The man that walked the girl smacked her head, signaling her to look forward. The girl did not take this lightly and wound up her shoulder and sent her elbow right into the man's gut.
This made Drake smile ear to ear.
"She's a feisty one, that's for sure." Diana said, watching the girl walk past.
"I feel like 'feisty' is a bit of an understatement." Cain smirked.
"Whatever." Diana rolled her eyes, turning her attention back to her homework.
Cain laughed a little in disbelief. "Did you see her?" Cain said in astonishment. "She was a mess! Plus, I'm sure she very well deserved that escort and those handcuffs."
"So what? You want me and Drakey here to pitch in a little bit for the ring?" Diana snapped.
Drake glared at Diana. Than smirking, "Getting a little jealous there, Diana?"
Diana narrowed her eyes and opened her mouth to speak. Drake could feel his blood boil. But then Cain put up a hand to hush Diana.
"That's enough, the both of you." Cain said to them. They both shut their mouths. "Keep an eye out for her today. I want to meet this girl."
Drake snorted and looked away. He would never, even to himself, admit that he would like to meet this girl too.