An: Nothing much to say this time, actually I'm proud to say this is making good progress.
'This means a conversation with Angel'
'This just means thoughts'
"This means conversations aloud"
Life was easy for me then on, there wasn't much to worry about. I mean I was actually afraid of what would come. However, I wouldn't voice it, couldn't voice it, for now I just had to keep my thoughts in check and conceal my inner worries from Angel. After a few days, I was enrolled in school, Max wasn't too keen on the idea, but I had asked for it. Of course I no longer used my former nickname of Neon and I actually wore contacts to hide my eyes. I was at this point in History, mostly mapping out some plans and gaining information. The thing is I didn't need schools and I didn't need to study, but I did need freedom and I did need to be away from the flock at every chance. "Ms. Larson!" the shout broke my focus as I looked up slowly locking my eyes with the teacher, Mr. Kinston. "Would you care to tell the class what the lesson is about?" he knew I hadn't been paying attention, shame for the fact that I had already learned this as I stood up giving a calming shrug.
"Not particularly, you see I get how slavery was a major thing and how everyone deserves freedom…" as I went off into my lecture, I found the familiarity driving my words; I was a slave in some way. I was trapped by the school, by the government, and by my own friends. "Not to mention, I hate to say this, but you're wrong. Don't take it personal, it's just the way things are." My voice was stronger as I spoke up smiling brightly. My lecture however was cut off as the intercom clicked on, a feminine voice shining through. "Isabella Larson, you're needed in the principles office." The tone told me fear was hidden in her voice, this wouldn't end well if I wasn't cautious. "And with that I bid you adue." I said brightly as I snatched my bag and left.
As I set off I relaxed my nerves listening as students whispered to one another, most declared I was in trouble, others thought I was being transferred. It was odd what normal people thought of, I wasn't even taking those options into account. As I walked down the halls, I looked out focusing on the empty void around me. Without anyone present, I couldn't be sure if there were threats around me. I braced myself as I stepped into the office and slipped to the principal's office. As soon as I opened the door, I was jerked inside and my face was inches from the person I despised the most. Neither of us spoke as I felt the blush creep to the surface. I could have strangled Zev for that smirk he showed. Regaining my composure I attempted to step back, but his arms tightened around me. "Uh, Zev…your arms, mind letting go and telling me why you're here?" I questioned with an uneasy cough as I felt his grip loosen a bit. His eyes closed with a sigh as he let go fully, "I came for you." He spoke up after a long silence shaking his head. I swore this was a dream, probably could have been if I had a means to test this.
I felt the blush darken as I looked back with a low smile, perhaps he really did care. At least that's what I'd thought till he went on, "Come on Neon, this is ridiculous, you've been doing this for as long as I know you and you need to stop…the others need you and even if they won't admit it." He stated seriously as I frowned. My cheeks flushed for a new reason. I was embarrassed I'd ever thought he cared. As the tears threatened to overflow once more, I was jerked back into his embrace, my face pressed against his chest with his head against mine, "I need you." The words filled my ears with startling clarity as I stiffened. "Earth to the lovebirds!" the shout broke the silence as I tore free, any shred of evidence of my emotions now gone as I flushed with embarrassment and eyed the group before me. Kit and Kat were sitting on the desk; despite their smiles I knew for a fact that Kit was furious at the others for coming. I didn't want to look at Karen who stood by the window. "I swear…" I hissed low as I glanced at Zev from the corner of my eye. How dare he act like that, treat me like that with everyone watching us!?
"So truth time, why are you ALL here?" I questioned folding my arms as Kat sighed. "Like Zev said, we need you. He's a horrible leader!" she exclaimed throwing her arms in the air, "He's a jerk and we miss you." "She's right, we do miss you." Kit added nodding as I felt a little sorry for them. "I won't, can't anyway. Besides I like my life the way it is now. Not that I'm sure you all will let me just leave here." I stated eyeing Kit as she gave a small nod to me. They'd try to stop me if I bailed, that was for sure. Bracing against the door I focused on my routes out. "Of course, you like it, probably because they don't realize the truth about you. Or maybe it's one of those boys, hmmm? The blind one or the dark one, honestly the blind kid's clearly not your type, but the dark guy isn't very close to you. So which is it?" Karen's tone brought my attention to her as I frowned, "What are you talking about?" I snarled, I noted Zev's appearance as he stiffened, he was mad.
What they were speaking about is beyond me as I frowned. "Of course, I mean which are you using? Who are you blatantly throwing your arms around like their precious to you." She stated smirking as she watched me. I felt the anger creep in as I closed my eyes. The nerve she struck claiming I was using the guys sunk far deeper than anything else had. I didn't speak as I held back my anger. I felt arms wrap around me as I didn't even notice the door had opened. The looks were mixed; Kit and Kat were a bit shocked, probably at the fact that they didn't expect someone to show. Karen was smirking like she was right, and Zev…he was radiating in his anger as he stared me down. I wanted to see who had entered, but didn't risk taking my eyes off them as a hand grasped mine. 'Are you okay? Dr. Martinez got a call and we came right away.' Angel brought my attention to her as I frowned, 'I'm great now that you all are here…hey who is holding me right now? I don't want to even give these guys an opening.' I responded, keeping to my thoughts as I felt Angel tighten her hand around mine. "Iggy, why don't you, Issabella, and Nudge head to the car?" Max's voice came from further back as I heard Iggy's response right against me, "Yeah sure Max." Iggy really helped my mood as I smiled, "Hang on Max. As much as I appreciate it, this is my problem to deal with." I stated moving forwards as I stepped to Zev.
"You want me back; you'll have to kill me. Consider this the last time I say it, I will never return." I kept my tone strong as I watched him. His look was none to happy, but soon he was smirking. This faltered my typical mood as I studied him, for once I didn't get his game. "You want to make this a war, fine, I'll let you suffer before I drag you back and rip out your wings." He whispered, locking his gaze with mine. I felt Iggy haul me back as Max and Fang took the front. This conversation was over, that threat would be personal, that much I knew. I followed Iggy out as I felt my nerves fall. Ever emotion flooded me at once as I gripped Iggy tightly. Tears overflowing, once we were outside I went to Dr. Martinez. My wings were still not properly healed so I rode back with Iggy and Angel. I didn't want to think much as we got back to the house. My first instinct was to sleep and collapse.
AN: Short chapter. I do apologize; a lot of this was cut out from prior chapters. I want to clear up the rest of the parts as I try to even out the story and make it clearer. This will be a little different than the initial story.