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sheep. You're new here, yea?"
"Yes, I am. My name is Uriel. It's nice to meet you."
"Hmmm... You sound very polite, Uriel. Not very common in our generation. Everyone is usually cold blooded."
"I guess it's just how I was brought up."
Jenna studied me with a watchful gaze and in those eyes, I knew almost everything about her. She was the student council president, second baseman in varsity softball and most of all, she held Jophiel close to her heart, and it made a knot in my stomach. Shaking my head, I opened my eyes to her looking over me, a sort of hope filling in her brown eyes. I didn't have to look back, I knew he was coming and I sighed inwardly. "Uriel," Jophiel said, draping an arm around my shoulder and pulling me in before letting me go. His energy seemed to shift when he noticed Jenna who failed horribly at making it seem like she didn't care that he was near. "You've met Jenna then," he said plainly. I only nodded as Jenna twirled her hair, an irritating gesture.
Before I could say anything, she piped up, her voice raising an octave as she spoke in his presence. "Jophiel! Are you trying to keep Uriel all to yourself so she can't make any friends?" she asked him.
"No, I'm just making sure she knows the ropes before figuring out who she fits in with."
"Oh come on Jophie. The first party of the year is tonight; you know this! Stop hogging her and let her mingle with her fellow students... You know, get to know us all before finally melding into her own little posse."
"I don't think that's such a--"
"Let her decide, okay?"
There was a long silence, and I realized they were staring at me. I was too heated on Jenna's nickname for Jophiel to notice they had been waiting for an answer. I knew I wanted to make friends, learn about their ways of communicating, ways of affection. I wanted to learn what it was like to live in this world. With a sudden churning in my stomach, I gave him a pleading look. "I think it's about time I made some friends," I said with a lump rising in my throat. Nodding to himself, he glared at Jenna who smiled cheerfully and he leaned into me.
"I will go with you to that party. Humans are always making bad decisions and I want to make sure you will be okay. Before the party, we should train," he said before walking away, not needing an answer to leave. Jenna wrapped her arm around my shoulder as more students piled in and the first bell rang; a warning to start getting to class.
"Hey, the party is at seven. Why don't you come over to my house and we'll have some girl time? I'll give you a makeover and make you look hot!" she said happily, handing me a piece of paper with her address. "See you around six," she continued before skipping off to her own class.
It was fairly easy to remember where my classes were, though I had difficulties finding my way around. As I dumped my books into my locker, keeping the notebook that held the assignments the teachers gave the class, I could hear shouts coming from the cafeteria. It was lunch time and I knew it would be loud considering the number of students attending the school, but the air held a violent static above my head and I nearly ran to the cafeteria. When I grew closer, the shouts were louder and the energy started suffocating me. I walked in slowly to a crowd where I made the note that violence attracts a lot of attention. Pushing through the mass of bodies, I could feel a familiar energy and I found why when I got to the center. Jophiel had the kid from our English class by the throat and pushed into a table. The kid's eyes rolled over to me and he smiled. "Speaking of the sweetheart," he said, struggling to breathe. Jophiel let go instantly when our eyes connected and I noticed the blue in those familiar eyes had intensified. "Uriel," he said stepping to me. I didn't know what to do. So I ran.
There were so many thoughts racing through my head as I ran down the halls, ignoring the calls from Jophiel who ran after me. After studying the
"Yes, I am. My name is Uriel. It's nice to meet you."
"Hmmm... You sound very polite, Uriel. Not very common in our generation. Everyone is usually cold blooded."
"I guess it's just how I was brought up."
Jenna studied me with a watchful gaze and in those eyes, I knew almost everything about her. She was the student council president, second baseman in varsity softball and most of all, she held Jophiel close to her heart, and it made a knot in my stomach. Shaking my head, I opened my eyes to her looking over me, a sort of hope filling in her brown eyes. I didn't have to look back, I knew he was coming and I sighed inwardly. "Uriel," Jophiel said, draping an arm around my shoulder and pulling me in before letting me go. His energy seemed to shift when he noticed Jenna who failed horribly at making it seem like she didn't care that he was near. "You've met Jenna then," he said plainly. I only nodded as Jenna twirled her hair, an irritating gesture.
Before I could say anything, she piped up, her voice raising an octave as she spoke in his presence. "Jophiel! Are you trying to keep Uriel all to yourself so she can't make any friends?" she asked him.
"No, I'm just making sure she knows the ropes before figuring out who she fits in with."
"Oh come on Jophie. The first party of the year is tonight; you know this! Stop hogging her and let her mingle with her fellow students... You know, get to know us all before finally melding into her own little posse."
"I don't think that's such a--"
"Let her decide, okay?"
There was a long silence, and I realized they were staring at me. I was too heated on Jenna's nickname for Jophiel to notice they had been waiting for an answer. I knew I wanted to make friends, learn about their ways of communicating, ways of affection. I wanted to learn what it was like to live in this world. With a sudden churning in my stomach, I gave him a pleading look. "I think it's about time I made some friends," I said with a lump rising in my throat. Nodding to himself, he glared at Jenna who smiled cheerfully and he leaned into me.
"I will go with you to that party. Humans are always making bad decisions and I want to make sure you will be okay. Before the party, we should train," he said before walking away, not needing an answer to leave. Jenna wrapped her arm around my shoulder as more students piled in and the first bell rang; a warning to start getting to class.
"Hey, the party is at seven. Why don't you come over to my house and we'll have some girl time? I'll give you a makeover and make you look hot!" she said happily, handing me a piece of paper with her address. "See you around six," she continued before skipping off to her own class.
It was fairly easy to remember where my classes were, though I had difficulties finding my way around. As I dumped my books into my locker, keeping the notebook that held the assignments the teachers gave the class, I could hear shouts coming from the cafeteria. It was lunch time and I knew it would be loud considering the number of students attending the school, but the air held a violent static above my head and I nearly ran to the cafeteria. When I grew closer, the shouts were louder and the energy started suffocating me. I walked in slowly to a crowd where I made the note that violence attracts a lot of attention. Pushing through the mass of bodies, I could feel a familiar energy and I found why when I got to the center. Jophiel had the kid from our English class by the throat and pushed into a table. The kid's eyes rolled over to me and he smiled. "Speaking of the sweetheart," he said, struggling to breathe. Jophiel let go instantly when our eyes connected and I noticed the blue in those familiar eyes had intensified. "Uriel," he said stepping to me. I didn't know what to do. So I ran.
There were so many thoughts racing through my head as I ran down the halls, ignoring the calls from Jophiel who ran after me. After studying the
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