'SHIT I'M GONNA BE LATE!!' Makiyah yelled furiously, collecting her books that fell down. She ran around her small apartment, grabbing the various things that she needed for school.
Shit, she thought. Why do I gotta go to this stupid school? No other demons don't need it, so why do I gotta go.
She slammed her front door shut as she bolted out. Her long brown hair flickered behind her like a flag suspended in the wind. Her crimson eyes were focused on the bus stand a few meters ahead of her. She watched as the bus she needed pulled over She panicked, as she ran faster.
Fortunately, she caught up just in time. Panting heavily, she tapped her purse on the reader, before searching for a seat. The bus was fairly empty, despite it being an early Monday morning. She sighed, throwing her backpack down on an empty seat, before sitting next to it. The bus began to drive off.
Makiyah, still trying to catch her breath, pulled her phone out from her blazer. Huh, how did it not fall out from there when I was running? she questioned herself internally. She shook off the thought and rapidly began typing a message to her brother.
BigSis
Goddamnit I hate it here, bruv. Why couldn't you come with me? It sucks in this world soooooo much man.
As Makiyah patiently waited for him to reply, she heard the doors to the bus open. She watched carefully as a pair of students walked on.
They look like annoying-ass roadmen-wannabes. She realized that the uniform was similar as her own.
The boys looked up at her and flashed a smile. We walked over to her and sat in the two free seats next to her. She looked back at her phone trying to ignore their intense stares. Even though she was used to the boys staring at her, particularly her chest and ass, she was still freaking her out.
'Hey chocolate, ' she heard one of the boys say. 'H-'
'Say another word and I will chop your dick into pieces and fed it to your buddy next to you,' she warned him. 'Judging by your appearance, you're about my age so there's a possibility for you being in my class. If you are, do not even think about trying those lines on me again or else I will carry out my threat. And one more thing; never refer to me as chocolate just because that's my color. It's disrespectful and just plain rude to say to someone you have never met. Your mother did a shitty job of raising you, I can tell.'
Makiyah smiled, before taking out her headphones from her pocket, and slipped them in her ears, as she heard boy started to cuss and insult her.
Makiyah peered down at her phone. She groaned with annoyance, as her brother had not replied yet.
BigSis
Answer your fucking phone dipshit
BigSis
When I get back home I'm gonna smack the shit outta you
BigSis
Stop making me so worried and fucking respond dumbass
Annoying fucken' assholes. Not even here for a fucken' week and people already wanna touch my goods. I genuinely hope that there aren't any more asswipes like those dicks in school.
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The screech of the tires startled Makiyah. She peer out the window before gasping. Her crimson eyes widened in awe as she saw the exterior of her school. She grabbed her bag and dashed off of the bus, stopping at the entrance of the gates.
WOAH, this place is fucking HUGE! I'm so gonna get lost. This place looks so epic! Why the hell can't demons have this! I bet they have tutors and what are they again, teachers? Yeah, teachers. Ooh, I wonder what food they'll have! Do they sell burgers? What about fries? Do they sell cupcakes and pancakes and milkshakes and hotdogs? Goddamn, now I'm hungry. I wonder where their food storage facilities are-'
'Are you Makiyah?' She heard someone ask. She shrieked, stumbling backwards. She felt herself trip over something. She fell over, hitting her head on the concrete floor.
Fucking DAMMIT
'Oh jeez!'
Makiyah laid on the floor dazed, her eyes crossed.
Not even through the gates, and a mortal scares the living shit out of me. Fuck.
'That bitch fell over,' Makiyah heard. Her pupils dilated, as she sat up.
She recalled the sound of the man trying to strike her. She got up, her pupils were pin pricks in size. She caught him by the neck and lifted him up to the air. A crowd began to form around her, but the only thing she saw was her hate for him. She didn't care at all.
'WHAT. DID. YOU. CALL. ME?' She asked him, her voice deepened, as she smiled sadistically at him, as she bared her sharp canines. The boy struggled to get out of her grip.
'I-i-i di-didn't sa-s-say anyt-anything!' He sputtered, desperately gasping for air. Makiyah gave an innocent smile, as she released him, dropping him onto the floor. The boy landed on his back with an audible crack. She spun on her heels, and walked off towards the student entrance.
God FUCKEN DAMNIT! That felt so weord to do in this short body. Why am I only 5"4? I swear that I was much taller. Shit. If I'm only this tall, fights are gonna be tough
The crowd helped the boy up, as a flurry of questions were being asked about the situation. At least that lil' shitfest is over. She sighed, dusting off her shirt. She suddenly felt a light tap on her shoulder. She spun around as she noticed a boy standing behind her.
He was standing around 5"9 with a messy white hair with green and black strands. His eyes were emerald green. In his ears were a small pair of earphone that lead into his pocket. A small pink blush appeared on his cheeks, as he began to grin at the short black girl nervously.
'Hello,' she said, her hand resting on her hips. 'Ya need me for sumthin'? '
He nodded.
What's his problem? Is he nervous or somethin'? He cute though, that's for sure. For Mom's sake though, he's a giant! Or maybe that's just me. I think that's just me. Goddamn.
'My name's Micheal,' he murmured. 'I think that you're the guy- I MEAN girl that I'm supposed to look after for the we- huh?'
Makiyah's arms suddenly were wrapped tightly around his waist as she trapped him in a tight hug. He gasped.
'OH. MY GOSH! YOU'RE SHOWING ME AROUND? THIS IS GONNA BE SO FUN! I CAN'T WAIT! YOU SEEM SO NICE SO I'M ONE-MILLION POSITIVE THAT WE'LL BE THE BESTEST OF FRIENDS!' Makiyah screamed at the top of her lungs. Micheal stood still, confused if this was the same girl from before. He stood with his hands by his side as he reluctantly listened to Makiyah's ramblings and questions.
'What are the teachers like? Are they nice? Imma guess that you're I'm my classes. Are the students nice? I know that at least one of them don't like me but I don't care about him. Is the work hard? Cause I'm really bad at some of it. Like math! I hope we get a lot of music work though! That's my forte! Are the teachers strict? I hope they aren't. I hate strict people. They're sooooo me-'
Makiyah jumped, as she felt her phone vibrate. She instantly loosened her grip on Micheal. She scrolled through her messages.
LilBro
FUCK OFF SIS! I DIDN'T WANNA CONE TO THAT SHITTY REALM. Besides, Mom and the ENTIRE FUCKING REALM gonna be suspicious if both the prince and princess are gone.
LilBro
FUCK. Is this in a story or something? Why am I explaining this basic shit to you? U know how I fuckin feel about giving exposition. Leave me alone
LilBro
Good luck surviving sis.
LilBro
Bai bai
You're a fucking cunt, Marcus.
Makiyah sighed, as grabbed ahold the sleeve of Micheal's grey blazer.
'Wait, wh-where are we going, Miss Makiyah?' he questioned. Makiyah looked up into his eyes and smiled.
'Since you're doing the honor of looking after me for the time being, I can't at all allow you to be late to school. Now that'd be super mean! So come on! Move your butt to class! We gots to go!' She smiled at him. 'And you don't gotta be so formal with me! Let's go!'