I looked in the mirror as I slid into my knee high, white, stiletto boots, with 2-inch heels. I have an unhealthy obsession with stiletto boots that have 2-inch heels. I looked super hot! My hair was straightened and it went half way down to my navel; it was getting so long. I had on white, spaghetti-strapped, tank top, that only went down to right below my navel. I had on the black, mini-shorts, and my white knee high socks and stiletto boots.
Jasper walked up behind me and stopped a few feet back. "Why are you staring at my ass?" I asked him in a playful tone.
"I'm not." He simply said, grabbing my waist and turning me around so my back was to the mirror. "Look at it."
My shirt had not been pulled all the way down, so it showed the lower part of my back. I gasped! Now I knew why I had the sharp pain there. There were delicate, black, and pink, swirls going all the way from one side of my back to the other. "What are those?" Jasper asked me.
"I-I I don't know." I stuttered. Then I had a flashback, to when I spoke to Nyx. "I think it is another power. When I was asleep, I spoke with Nyx. Remember how I told you that Nyx practically said we would have to be cautious, and we would have regrets for our actions?"
"Yeah, what about it?" He asked me not sure where I was heading with this.
"Well when I was talking to her she told me that she would not reward me for what we have done. But that she would reward me when I realize that I was wrong, and when I realized things were hard, she would reward me. Then I felt… Just look for yourself, and see what I mean," I told him pointing to my head. He nodded warily.
Moments later when he came to, he grabbed me and smiled. "This means you are back on the right path. But I do think you should show Saline and Lat this. They need to know."
"Yes father." I said trying to be funny. Jasper laughed at me, and walked away. I stood there looking at me intricate, delicate, beautiful new tattoos. When Jasper came back, he had a white jacket. The kind you pull over your head, that has a hood, (not a zipper).
"You have to wear this over that. You are not going anywhere looking like that. Plus its part of the uniform. See?" He said pointing at me and then pointing to the little symbol in the place, above where your breasts would be. It was a black crescent moon above a little bit of writing that said SKF! The Place That Soars! It was gorgeous, but I did not get what the 'the place that soars' part meant. Weird.
"What is wrong with what I have on?" I asked trying to sound harsh, but ended up laughing at myself. He just looked at me as if I was a two year old who went and stole cookies. Gosh, it was very ackward. "Fine." I said stubbornly, snatching the jacket from his hands, and put it on over my outfit. It was actually very cute, and it hid everything but my upper legs down.
Jasper looked at me u and down, and made a, 'humph!' noise. "It did so much good for you. It makes what you had on so much less revealing, and now we need to go. Grab you purse, schedule and let's get going." We were so going to be late if I did not hurry up. "Yes. Saline and Lat are waiting down stairs for you." He shooed me out of the room, once I had my stuff.
Once we were down stairs Saline laughed at me, Lat laughed too, but they both knew I was cute. So I did not care.
"You two have the same classes' right?" Saline asked looking back and forth between Lat and me. We nodded, so she continued, "Okay well I am the teacher of Sociology099 on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. And I am the Drama101 teacher on Monday and Friday. Professor Athena will be teacher for each of these two classes on the days I am not there. When I teach drama Monday, she teaches Soc.01. Got it?" She asked us, making sure we understood the confusing part of our list. Professor Harris also known as Prof. H. is the Art Of War-Fighting 101 class, everyday, unless he is sick. Got all that?" we nodded. "Good. Bye then, see ya'll in class." She said hugging us both, and leaving. "Bye" Lat and I mumbled as Saline stocked off to teach her class.
Lat and I walked, arms linked, to Sociology099. It was a huge room, the walls were a periwinkle color, decorated by graded papers and symbols used throughout the history. When Lat and I walked in Professor Athena was announcing the work for the day.
"Hello. Do you have your schedules?" We both nodded and handed them to her. She over looked them and signed them. "Okay. Here you go." She handed us our papers. "Now please introduce yourselves, and then have a seat where there is space."
"I'm Lat. I am 16. And I am new." Lat said and I said what ever. "Hi, I'm Skylar Anne and I'm 17. My favorite color is Black, and my bestest friend ever is Saline, and Lat here is my sister for all intentional purposes." When I said 'that Saline is my bestest friend ever' everyone gasped and made oohs and awes!
"Saline, as in the teacher and goddess?" Prof. Athena asked in awe. I nodded in approval. "Okay, well than you are very lucky. Please, have a seat now."
"Okay." Lat and I said in unison, and went and sat down. I noticed two of the faces, they were the girls who came and told Jasper and I that Kathleen was coming to talk us. They were both sitting alone, one behind the other. I sat by the brunette, and Lat sat by the blonde.
"I'm Ashley, and that is Sandy; the one sitting next to Lat." Said Ashley; the girl with the brunette hair I sat next to.
"Thanks. Nice to know." I said smiling.
It was half way through the class when the phone rang, and Prof. Athena announced what she had heard. She was starting to cry when she said, "Everyone here is well aware of, or was great friends with Kathleen." She sobbed a little bit and went on, "She is no longer with us. She just passed away. She was injured late last night, but was able to be healed a little. But due to stress, and a fever of 106.4 she is gone."
As soon as she said 'no longer with us', my heart stopped. I remembered the last time I saw her face; she was in so much pain, and she felt so horrible. I remembered seeing the pale undertone of her brick red skin. I remembered how hurt she was, and that Lat and I had caused it. Saline knew nothing about this, at the time, but now I am well aware that she knows; everyone knows.
I turned around with with a blank and hurt expression on my face to look at Lat. Lat had a 'she earned it' look on her face but was clouded by hurt. I felt horrible. I turned around and buried my face in my hands, for a few seconds, allowing myself to compose my face. I tuned everything out the rest of class. I just did my work and turned it in, once the class was over an hour and forty-five minutes later.
Lat and I walked in silence, thinking, all the way to our next class; Drama101. Saline taught this class today. When we walked in we handed her our schedule, she signed it and we went and sat in the two seats in the very, front row. Saline did not make us introduce our selves, or anything. This was good because I probably would not be able to say anything, other than my name; if even that.
"Today I am going to be talking about sex, for an hour, then we will work on our projects, which I will introduce after the lecture. That will only leave 45 minutes, so pay attention. Any questions?" Saline paused and looked around.
I raised my hand and said, "Can I leave?" She shook her head in a negative tone.
"You need to hear this." She emphasized 'you', and smiled. "Can I put my head down?" She nodded. I put my head down and Saline started her lecture. I only heard few parts and far between. She talked about condoms, and STDs, and babies. Lat fell asleep, and I dazed off a few times.
"And does anyone have any questions?" She concluded. No one did. "Very well than, we will move on to the project. Everyone grab a partner." I took my purse from the floor and got a pen out, and threw it at a sleeping Lat. She stirred and turned her head, but did not wake up. I was screaming in my head hoping she would hear. However, no she wouldn't, so I got up and pushed her off the chair. She made an 'ouff' noise, and sat up once she hit the floor. "Why the fuck did you do that, you Ass Hole?"
"You wouldn't get up." I said with no emotion, or expressions.
Saline walked past us, and sat in Lat's chair. "Why are you on the floor?" She snickered. Lat just pointed at me. Saline looked t me, and said "What happened?" She sounded so motherly, it was comforting, but I wish she would sound more like a friend than a mom. Nevertheless, she was a teacher so I guess she had to. "Mmm. Nothing." I said dully. She looked at Lat and Lat shrugged.
"What is the project?" I said lifelessly.
"You and Lat have to work on a dialogue to a play you both choose, or one you create. I suggest you do something with more speaking than movements." She looked at me saying it was best. I shrugged. "Okay." She hugged me, helped Lat up, and left.
Lat and I sat down and wrote a small monologue for ourselves, and we had it finished by the last 10 minutes of class. Saline walked by us looking over our progress. It would be a five or six minute act, and it was oh so dramatic.
"You guys are done?" saline looked up at us in disbelief when we handed her two copies of what we had done in 45 minutes. She read it over and told us she approved. "Very well done. This was not due until Friday though. So you two will have to go over it and will perform first when it comes time." I nodded and Lat rolled her eyes. We both went and sat down. We laid our heads down until the bell rang, and then packed up, and went to lunch.
We have 50 minutes for lunch, and five minutes to get to the last class.
When we were heading to the lunch room I said to lat, "Hey I think I'm going to skip lunch to day. I am so not up for it. You go ahead, and I will meet you out here when you're done, okay?"
"Nah, I will come with you, I'm not up for it either." I shook my head putting my hands up. "You need to eat." I said.
"If you are not eating neither am I. Plus I don't want you doing anything ou will regret." She said sounding worried. But she was to late, I already regretted many things.
"Fine. I'm going back to the room, and I will get something from there and I am going back to the room." She nodded and I started to walk, Lat followed me. She wasn't going to let me out of her sight. "Nope." She said smugly.
We got to the dorm and got two sandwiches and two bottles of water, and one bottle of blood that we would share. We both set our food on the bed and I said "Look." Lat turned around and started to say huh but I pulled the sweater off and showed her my new stamps. She came over and hugged me. She knew how it had happened already I guess. I didn't care why, or how. I hugged her back and she said "It is going to be fine."
I looked at her like she was fine. She pulled away and sat on the bed and I followed. We both ate and she drank the bottle of blood. I didn't even want to look at it. Once we finished I passed out. Lat did; I had no idea.
She woke me up an hour later and we went to our third and final class; Art of War Fighting 101. The whole time we were in there we sat on the bleachers and listened to Professor H. talk about what we would be doing, while everyone else did stretches.
Then the day was done, and it was 10:55 pm.