"Gasman please report to the deans office." Came sourly thought the intercom. My first day and I'm already in trouble. I walked down the long corridor to go to the deans office. The door was opened which never was usual during the year. "Hello Gasman. How are you today?"
"Just fine, why did you ask for me here do you want to discuss my wings?" I said with a tone that would never be accepted with any other student.
"Well...yes I do, I was wondering if you needed extra help or a different approach to studies and could you teach a self-defense class for the elementary student across the road.?"
"I believe that would be great, and with the classroom situation I would like a seat in the back away from all the other students so I could stretch out my WINGS like other students do with their arms and legs and stuff." I said completely amazed that I had been called up and had done absolutely nothing to get me in trouble.
"Alright then, I will inform all of your teachers through a chain email. You are dismissed." I walked out surprised that all that happened was real I wanted to slap myself since I'd been away from the gang I learned how to breath underwater, control plastic with my mind, and hack basically and technology known to man.
I was in classes with this one girl and she always sat directly in front of me it kind of got strange after third period. I could barely even smell her perfume even with my heightened senses which made me think can she even smell it? But, what I thought was even more surprising is that she saw skinny just like the rest of us bird kids. The longer I sat there the more I could see her with a pair of wings stretching out of her back. I was so tense that my back was hurting along with the area they spurt out so I released them drawing only her eyes from her book.
She smiled as if this were something that she saw every single day if her life, then I heard it, the sound of emerging wings, I saw them they were white and fluffy so clean that they made her seem so much more angelic than she was already. Knowing that only she would hear me I whispered "AFTER THIS FLY WITH ME?"
Her smile widened than I had seen on any person, bird or regular." Why not? "she said turning around ever so softly so that no one, even I, could hear it. Knowing that she was a bird kid didn't satisfy my need to know her it just starved me more .