MWUAHAHAHAHA It Is the Return of St. Spencer!!!! MWUAHAHA *cough cough dies* Ahem… Well then… as you can see I'm extremely happy to get back to this story. Thank you to everyone who reviewed during my almost 6th month hiatus. I am sorry for not coming back to this… my muse died and now I have a better one, that I can't accidently step on.
Disclaimer: I don't own South of nowhere…. Boohoo
Opening the doors to Glen's car, Spencer, Glen, and Clay all got out of the car. It was the Monday after the Homecoming after party and Spencer dreaded this day. After the events that occurred King High was the last place Spencer had wanted to go to, she didn't want to see Ashley. Spencer was angry at her to put it simple. She wished Ashley wasn't drunk at the party, it would have meant more to her if she wasn't. Spencer had gotten past the fact that she and Ashley were both girls, she wasn't her mother's daughter.
Spencer confided in Clay over the short weekend. He held her close to him as she poured herself all over him. He was really her rock, and all he did was just hug her and tell her to try to talk to Ashley. Spencer nodded along with his advice but really didn't want to talk to the Brunette, if she could she'd throw Ashley under her bed, literally and figuratively and never talk to her again, oh boy if she could do that every time something like this didn't happen she'd be one very happy Angel thingy.
Spencer turned around towards her brother's but they had vanished already heading to their classes without a word to Spencer. She saw Glen turn around and give her a quick thumbs up, of course Clay told Glen. Spencer rolled her eyes and sighed. She figured that now she was here she would actually have to go to class or else Mother dearest would hear about it.
She began walking toward her class with a broody face. She looked around and rolled her eyes. Ashley was coming in fast from her right. Spencer sped up and was almost at a slow jog until she felt something hit her head.
"Ow," Spencer exclaimed. She turned around and noticed a rock bouncing on the ground slightly. She looked up and saw Ashley panting and she caught up to Spencer.
"Jesus Spence I've been calling your name for three minute's already." Spencer rolled her eyes and folded her arms across her chest.
"Sorry, I ignore teenage drunks." Spencer said coldly to Ashley. So Clay said to speak with her, she was speaking… he never specified if she had to be nice.
"Look Spencer I'm sorry, really. I've sent you about a hundred texts already but you never answered." Ashley pleaded. Spencer raised her eyebrow and turned her phone on. Yep, a hundred texts from the same unknown number.
"I never gave you my number, how did you get it?" Spencer asked. She opened up the texts and began to read them ignoring Ashley for the moment. Each one was a desperate plead for her to talk to the brunette, even some had some sort of bribe like a new bracelet or necklace.
"I have my sources, now will you please talk to me?" Ashley grabbed Spencer by the arm and tried to pull her over to a corner. Spencer didn't budge, not even a little bit, no unbalancing, Ashley felt like she tried to move a brick wall. Spencer didn't notice however, she continued to read the messages. Ashley tried once more with no avail, brick wall. "Spence quit being so stubborn just come over here and talk to me."
Spencer looked up and rolled her eyes with a nod agreeing. She walked over to a corner with Ashley and looked at the brunette with bored eyes, "Come on now, just say it."
"The after party, Spencer I saw something," Ashley paused to take in a deep breath. Spencer looked at Ashley with a sullen fear in her eyes, "You did something…" Ashley lowered her voice, "You flew, you had wings."
Spencer stared at her for a moment in shock. Crap, Crap, Crap she knows…perfect. Spencer raised an eyebrow slightly and began to burst into laughter covering her fear. "Ashley, that's crazy, humans don't have wings… and they certainly can't fly."
"But I saw you with my own two eyes!" Ashley said. She raised a hand in Spencer's face. "And I'm not crazy."
"No but you were drunk." Spencer stated simply. "Ashley what ever you think I did, I'm one hundred percent sure it was the Alcohol talking." The warning bell for first period rang and Spencer smiled. "Now if you will excuse me, I'm late for class." Spencer spun around on her heel and walked away from Ashley.
Ashley sighed and she looked up to the sky. She groaned and rubbed the back of her head. "I'm going to find out the truth Spencer…" Ashley took one more moment to look at Spencer who was walking away from her before she left for her own class.
The first two periods of classes went by relatively quickly for Spencer, surprisingly. However it was the dreaded third period that made Spencer want to claw her eyes out. She wasn't even paying attention her eyes were focused on one of the dirty windows to her right. Every now and then Spencer would catch what the teacher was saying, something about the Rio Grande.
A sudden pain in Spencer's stomach caused she to slide backward a little bit in her seat. No one noticed, it only looked like she was getting comfortable in her seat. O Holy Angel St. Uriel. Spencer's head shot up as she heard a whisper in her head. She looked around and everyone seemed normal, they hadn't heard it. She shook her head violently and cringed as another sudden Pain hit her body. Someone was calling her and Spencer was fighting it. Whose name means "God is my Light" We pray that you will guide our thoughts and actions with the Light of Christ. Spencer raised her hand pushing her pain away. Luckily the teacher had just turned toward the class.
"Yes Ms. Carlin?" The teacher said in a bored tone. We ask that you guard and protect us against all the attacks of Satan. Spencer closed her eyes momentarily and sighed. "Ms. Carlin are you alright?" Half of the class had their heads in their asses and they hadn't cared to noticed Spencer.
"Yeah," Spencer replied in a high pitched voice. "I just need to use the restroom." The teacher raised an eyebrow at Spencer. Who has tempted man since the Garden of Eden. Spencer doubled over in her seat and the teacher nodded not knowing what was going on with the young blond.
Spencer wasted no time, she had to get to the bathroom before she disappeared in plain sight. The pain in her gut was slowing her but she didn't let it stop her completely. May you and all the choirs of Angels intercede for us before the Most Holy Trinity. Spencer hit a wall and paused. Her breathing was heavy and she was sweating.
"Spencer?" Spencer turned around and saw Ashley standing at a distance looking at her with worry and confusion all over her face.
"Ashley, just stay away, please?" Spencer pleaded and began to walk again. The bathroom was so close. Spencer could feel it. She hit a corner and looked up, the sign to the bathroom was a mere thirty feet away.
"Spencer? What's wrong?" Spencer could hear Ashley's faint voice say. That we may receive mercy and eternal life in heaven, We ask this through Christ our Lord. Spencer knew it was coming the pain was almost unbearable, she could hold it off for much longer now. She had to get away. She continued walked and could see Ashley a small distance. She made a beeline for the bathroom and thankfully for her it was empty. She fumbled into a stall and sighed. Amen.
Spencer's wings sprouted as much as they could in the stall and she was engulfed in a bright white light. In a matter of an instant she was gone, only leaving a sing white wing feather on the bathroom floor. Ashley entered just as the light faded and looked around.
"Spencer?" Ashley looked into the stall's and stopped at one that was locked. She looked under it and no one was there, just a white feather. She picked it up and looked around on confusion. "Spencer Carlin, you are one mysterious woman."
Spencer appeared in a office. She was still panting and she looked around in shock. What the hell just happened? Spencer had a familiar feeling in the room. She had certainly been here before, "Hello?"
"Dear God," Spencer whipped around and looked at the man who was in shock.
"F-father George?"
Clay walked with his book bag slung around his shoulder into the quad. He felt bad for leaving Spencer alone while him and Glen made a run for it, and he wanted to apologize. He looked at the empty table he used to occupy with his brother and sister, but it was empty. He must have been early. He sat down and sighed in contentment as he got comfortable. The bell rang and his face fell. He wasn't worried about Glen, Glen was always late, but Spencer was usually the first one of the group to arrive. He brushed it off, maybe Spencer stayed after with a teacher. Wait, Spencer didn't care about teachers. He looked over and saw Glen approaching and raising an eyebrow.
"Clay, where's Spence?" He asked as he sat down next to his brother Clay shrugged.
"I'm not sure, I'm getting kind of worried though, she really didn't want to come today and how conveniently she's not in lunch." Glen nodded.
"She knows that mom would kill her if she skipped." Glen said. Clay looked to his brother in suspicion.
"Since when did you become the thinker?" He asked. Glen rolled his eyes and slapped him on the arm.
"Whatever, all I'm saying is, maybe Spencer didn't leave school." Clay sighed. He looked around the quad trying to find his sister, but nothing, she wasn't there. However, his eyes fell upon Ashley who had something in her hands, he could tell but her nudge Glen.
"Let's go ask Ashley, she may know." They both stood up and walked up to Ashley. Ashley saw the shadow of two people on the ground and she hid what was in her hand. She looked up and saw Glen and Clay.
"Uh… hi?" As soon as the words came out of her mouth she felt like a complete retard.
"Yeah, well I'm Clay, and this is my brother Glen," Clay said pointing to Glen. "we're Spencer's brothers."
"I know," Ashley stated. She looked around then back at the Carlin men. "Can I help you with something?" She asked.
"We're looking for Spencer." Glen said staring Ashley down. He was pissed off when Clay told him what had happened with Ashley and Spencer, and Ashley went down in coolness factor by thirty points.
"Sorry, if you hadn't noticed, She hates me." Ashley replied simply. Glen and Clay nodded and the turned around to walk away. Ashley bit her lip and picked up what she had in her hand, "Wait, I need you guys to look at something for me." They turned around and waited for Ashley to continue. "What is this?" She held up the white feather she had found in the bathroom.
Glen and Clay looked at each other before turning back to Ashley, "Uh… Well…"
"It's a feather." Clay stated. He looked to Glen with a face that said 'Are you an idiot'? Glen shrugged.
"I know that," Ashley started off annoyingly. "what I want to know is why was it in the stall that you're sister was in."
"Coinciden-"
"No one was in the bathroom, when she went in." Ashley said. Glen and Clay knew something, and she knew they knew, now all she had to do was drag it out of them.
"Are you stalking her or something?" Glen accused. Ashley rolled her eyes.
"I'm not a pervert," Ashley said. Only if they ask. "I saw Spencer heading to the bathroom, she looked like she was in pain, so I followed, when I got into the bathroom she was gone, and a feather was there."
"Don't ask us, we have no clue." Clay said with a shrug. Ashley knew they were lying, but that was all she was going to get out of them… for now. "When did you see her go into the bathroom?
"During third period." Ashley replied. They nodded. "If you find her, ask her if she's all right for me?" Glen and Clay nodded once more before turning away, back to their table. Once they were out of hearing distance. Ashley sighed, "If you want to get to a girl, you have to go through their brothers."
"Father George?" Spencer repeated again. The young looking priest was in shock. He had just summoned an Angel, it worked! Oh no unconsciousness. Before his world went black he felt a pair of arms catch him.
Father George blinked his eyes open slowly as he saw Spencer stand over him. He shook his head and rubbed the back of it, "What happened?"
"You summoned me, from School of all places and then Fainted." Spencer stated in an annoyed manner. She helped the young priest stand up and backed away from him.
"So it worked?" He asked. Spencer rolled her eyes and nodded.
"Yes it works." She replied.
"I must… I must speak with the pope!" he exclaimed to himself. Spencer's eyes went wide and she grabbed Father George by the shoulder's and brought him face to face with her.
"You can't tell anyone, you have to promise." She said sternly. Father George looked at Spencer but his mind was conflicting with himself.
"But… Uriel this is prophetical, an archangel as yourself coming to earth!" He exclaimed. Spencer shook her head.
"I am not an archangel got it? My Name is Spencer Carlin and I'm a human!" she told the priest. He looked at her in confusion. "Look Father George I don't know what's happening to me, but its getting worse. I mean… never in my life has this ever happened to me, you summoning me."
"I don't know what's happening either… Spencer, although I can guess, that the soul of Uriel has been infused with yours?" He tried using different words hoping not to upset her. Spencer look to him and then away. "Spencer, this… what you are it's a gift, you have the power to help others, to help the world."
She looked over at him and rolled her eyes. "Don't tell me I'm some messiah now. I'm a freak, I can retract wings, and now my shirt is ruined!" She yelled pointing to her back. So she didn't really care about the shirt but damnit she was angry.
"Please calm down Spencer, you aren't the Messiah, at least I'm ninety seven percent sure you aren't." Father George said calmly. "Spencer your special," Spencer rolled her eyes and sighed. He grabbed her gently by the shoulder for comfort. " I will not tell anyone, you have my word for it." Spencer nodded.
"Thank you… Really." Spencer said and offered him a small smile.
"If you would Spencer, possibly… I could." Father George paused. "I could be of assistance in helping you understand. My office has books… hundreds of books devoted to Uriel, unfortunately I've only read about a hands worth."
"So you want to help me with this?" Spencer asked. He nodded. "And you promise on your life you won't tell anyone of this." He nodded again. "You swear on the bible?" He paused and then nodded for the final third time. "Good… now how exactly do I get back to school?"
Okay so from a very long Hiatus... and the story wasn't beta'd did you all hate it? or love it? Well... Review please??? I love you all?
