Chapter 8
One Year and a Half later
Gazzy
Austin, Texas
Gazzy sat at his desk in his room, completing his math homework. The equations swirled around on his paper. Gazzy soon became frustrated and crumpled up the ivory piece of paper. He tossed it into the trash and let out an audible groan.
For as long as he could remember, school had acted as Gazzy's worst enemy. It had confused him and made his head work. Math made absolutely no sense and didn't seem like it would help in the real life. All the other subjects felt the same.
"Why do I have to learn this stupid crap?" Gazzy muttered to himself, shaking his head in disgust. "I suck in all my classes and I'm never going to use this information anywhere.
Instantly, a strong vision flashed before his eyes. He was sitting in his house, complaining to a group of people about how he didn't want to go to a "special" school. Gazzy could feel from the vision that he had a choice whether he could go or not.
The vision waned and Gazzy felt a little nostalgic. "What was that?" he wondered.
No matter what that was, Gazzy knew one thing:
He wanted to be there.
One Year and a Half later
Angel
Atlanta, Georgia
"Angel dear, please come down," a sickeningly sweet voice cooed from downstairs.
Angel hid deeper in her closet, using her stuffed animals to protect him. She didn't want to go downstairs and she for sure knew that she didn't want to face him.
Her dad had been acting a little strange lately. Ever since her mama left their family, she had seen her daddy drinking these weird substances. Angel guessed it was this thing called alcohol but she wasn't positive. And after he drank a lot of those beverages, her daddy would grab Angel and hit her, kick her, slap her.
Angel didn't know what to do. Her daddy used to be the bestest and would never hurt her. But when mommy left to go live with a different man, her daddy turned into a monster.
A crystal tear slid down the little girl's face and she furiously wiped it away. She wouldn't break down, she had to be tough for everyone.
Angel felt like someone had displayed these actions before but she quickly shook it away from her mind as footsteps approached her room. The door was opened and her father stepped into the room. Angel shrunk deeper and deeper into the closet, trying to become invisible. Her dad opened the closet door and scanned the area. He didn't see Angel so he shut it and exited the room.
Angel exhaled a sigh of relief. She didn't want to be abused tonight. "Why can't I just read minds?" she questioned. "I could find out why my father would ever do this to me."
Angel curled up into a ball and drifted into a restless sleep. All she remembered was the chant she repeated in her mind.
Angel, you need to stay strong. You need to stay strong for you.
I really should be doing that hideous thing called homework but whatever… Finally, all the characters are introduced. The plot can move! HALLELUJAH! This chapter was sad to write, especially for Angel…. Thanks for the wonderful reviews! Read and review!
