Chapter 7 Pack Your bags!
Two weeks passed by since the visiting ranger, and Devil could do nothing but shake of the uneasy feeling from the encounter. Her art studies were getting much better, and the music festival was getting closer causing all the girls (Excluding Devil and Tue) to become nerves. However the same lazy feeling of the school was unchanged. It was hard for her to fall into the regular steps of the day. Devil was not used to being spoken too by so many people. Even if she did see them every day, after all she had seen the children on the island every day. However their treatment of her had been borderline abusive.
Devil stepped into the half empty art classroom. Being the only 'senior' in the room she did mostly independent work. The art club president Marissa, a jolly girl with bright red hair skipped over to her. "Hey Devil," She said smiling brightly "do you mind checking my Bidoof?" She handed me well drawn Bidoof with a goofy expression on its face. I sighed and shook my head "As usual you didn't shade at all, and there is no background." She sighed exasperated with Devil's answer. "Well I'm not done yet!" Truth be told Devil could have been the President; however Miss. April thought that it would seem that just because Devil was older she was president. Not that Devil minded she wasn't the leader type, ordering people around just seemed wrong to her.
A chime sounded through the intercom "All seniors are too bring a week's worth of necessities to homeroom tomorrow." The speaker clicked off. I wonder what's going on, Devil thought. The younger students looked at her wondering the same thing. However Devil remained silent for the rest of the period.
The next morning the girls had all there suit cases piled by the door. Necessities? Devil thought looking at the other girl's suitcases. She had only packed a weeks' worth of uniforms and the travel sized bottles of shampoo and conditioner given to her by Mrs. Hilda. Last night when she had watched the other girls pack they had stuffed feather jackets, bottles of body wash, hair brushes, lotion, and makeup. She was quite amazed they could fit all of that in such little suitcases.
When Silvia caught her staring at the bags she asked what she had packed. The rest of the girls turned towards her interested "Uniforms," Devil answered embarrassed. "So what do you thinks going on?" Lindsey asked. To no one in particular. Every girl was silent for a moment then Brenda perked up "Maybe were going on a surprise field trip!" All the girls in the room laughed at the optimism, but Devil thought quietly to herself 'If it was a field trip why would they have it in the middle of the year with the play and art gallery coming up? No, this is not going to be some sort of field trip.
The girls made their way to Miss. April's class with optimistic hopes in their hearts. The guys were already there. Unlike most of the girls bags there didn't bulge out. "Alright now that were all here please take your seats." Miss. April said. The class nosily filed into their seats. "Now, I know you are all confused about what's going on." She class silently confirmed "Now then I know that we have several extracurricular festivals coming up like, the play, art gallery, and sports competitions. Today each of you are going to pair up and are going to be leaving to a ranger base. You are going to do whatever missions are given to you, but your main objective is to practice certain things concerning your class. Like you Devil, you are going to be working on art pieces to enter into the art gallery. Speaking of the festivals I'm sure you all know that this is the time, in which you are going to doing you best in order for people to support us through placing bets, buying art work, and donating to the music department because they like what they see."
'No' Devil thought 'I did not know that.' Luckily for her it wasn't like she had to stand out there by the pieces she drew. Beside her Keith rose his hand. "Yes, Keith?" Miss. April asked "Well, do we have to like walk there?" he asked in his usual way. Miss. April chuckled "No, only the ones going to Veintown have to walk the others are being flown there." "Alright" he continued "Do we get to choose are partners, if so can I have Devil?" Devil flushed, why did he have to ask for her, wasn't his best friend Kent? Miss. April sighed "No, we already chose your partners. Speaking of which your partners are on this list, after you see your partners go outside. There some rangers will be waiting to take you to your chosen base.
Everyone got up at once to see who their partners were. After most of them had pared up and left Devil went up to find out who she was partnered with. It took all her willpower not to start crying, because right there in three letters spelled Tue. Someone clapped her on back, it was Tue. "Looks like were partners Devil Girl." Was it just her are was someone in the distance laughing psychotically at her misfortune. "Well then let's go find out where we'll be goin'." They headed outside. By the time they were outside everyone had already left. Miss. April was speaking to a trainer wearing a fur parka. When they noticed the young trainers standing there the man smiled. He had a ruddy handsome look. His clothes suggested he was from a northern region. "Hi. I'm Jericho a trainer from the Hia Valley's own Shiver Camp, and that's where you two will be spending the next week!" For the first time since yesterday things were starting to look up.
The trainer, Jericho whistled, and a Starapter appeared. Devil wondered if it would be able to carry all three of them, she also wondered if it would be able to carry Tue at all. She was rather big, but she did a lot of sports so everyone she was pure muscle. The trainer whistle again and another Starapter appeared. "What are your name?" he asked kindly. Puffing up her chest proudly Tue said "My name is Tue, and the shrimp over there is Devil." Well Tue take the Starapter over there, I'm sorry Devil, buy you'll have to share one with me." He mounted the Starapter, and Tue mounted the other. He held out his hand to Devil and she climbed on the Starapter. And they took off.
Fling, there was no possible way to describe it. The free weightless feeling. The wind caressing your skin, making it stink and yet makes you want to float with it. Not to mention watching the land below you become smaller and smaller. The first thing she was going to draw was going to be flying over the ground. She could already picture it.