Uriel's POV

        I believe it was during dinner on a Friday when everything got out of whack. The exact words from my father was

"I hear we have a new family coming to town."

        Everyone choked on their delicious dinner made by mom. My father said it so nonchalant, that you'd almost believe this was an everyday thing. All I could think of is why? Why would someone want to move here to this boring old town that traps those unfortunate enough to keep them from ever leaving? Myself, being one of those people. My brother and sister will leave this town and probably never look back, until it is deemed necessary. I want to become a counselor at a school, while they want to be doctors of some sort. Ariel will go to vet school when she graduates and Raphael will go to Med school when he leaves which will be this year for him. I'm the youngest but I'm the smartest not to brag but it's true considering, I only just turned 17 and already going to graduate. I skipped a grade. Ariel is a year older than me and since Raphael already graduated all he has to do is wait to get his acceptance letter and he can leave.

"Uriel! Uriel!"

I was snapped out of my thoughts when my mom called me.

"Wha?"

"I've been calling your name for the past ten minutes, what are you thinking about?"

"Oh just that I can't wait for school tomorrow so I can get it over with."

        Technically, not a lie, I just thought of other things as well. I realized that I finished my food and I quickly grabbed my plate and put it in the sink. I went to sit back down at the table. The rule is even when you finished, you had to sit back down and wait for everyone else to finish as well. Us, men, always finish first, so we usually have to sit and wait for the women to finish their meal. It was quite dainty, how they ate. I bet you they eat slowly on purpose, just so I can't go back to reading if Tessa Gray and Will Herondale ever make it out of the force field room. They did get their freak on when I last left them. I love Cassandra Clare and her amazing books. Everyone is always talking shit about the fourth one because her original series The Mortal Instruments was suppose to be a trilogy, but it left a lot of things unanswered. I'm glad she decided to keep writing, I love all of her books. I always wonder what its like to be Nephilim. I also read The Hush, Hush series by Becca Fitzpatrick and I loved it. There's a rumor that there will be a movie, but I hope not. I believe movies like The Mortal Instruments: City Of Bones and Divergent and The Hunger Games are good movies but you lose most of the story the author intends to be seen or read. I can't wait for Cassandra Clare's next book that's suppose to come out this ye-

"URIEL!"

"Huh?"

        Damn it, I was zoned out again!

"I asked if you were going to sit there all day or go back to doing your homework?"

"Oh, I'll go do the second option"

        I quickly kissed my mother and left. Back to the wonderful world of Shadowhunters.

****

        I awoke to a noise outside my window. Everything inside me is telling me to stay in bed and not check it out. I was always a curious kitten and I know I'll be killed one day because of it. I was about to get out of bed when my window slides up. I grab a baseball bat and quietly dash to the side of the window when a hand creeps in and latches on to the ledge of the window. Whoever it is, begins to hoist themselves up. As they do this, I get the bat ready to strike. When they're in all the way I swing and yell

"Get the fuck out of my room!!"

"Ow! Uriel!! Chill, its me!!"

Wait a second, I know that voice...

"Raphael?"

"Yea, its me."

"Why are you sneaking into my freaking room in the middle of the night?"

"Umm...I just came back from hanging with the guys."

I smirked because he was totally lying and he knew I knew. Knowing him he was probably being nosy again.

"More like spying on the new family coming into town. And that still doesn't answer, why you creeped into my room like some kind of burglar?"

"Ok, you caught me. I can't help but be curious, since no one ever comes here. Well, you always leave your window unlocked and you usually sleep like a rock, so I usually use your window when I sneak out."

        Wait a minute...He's done this before? Well, he is right on the fact that I do usually do those things and sleep like that. I want to know more about the family though.

"True...so what did you find out?"

"Well, there's three siblings just like us, except they're all boys."

"Technically, Ariel can be considered a boy with that inhuman strength and strong temperament of hers"

        He chuckled and shook his head at me.

"She'll kill you if she ever heard you say that about her."

"Well, it's true isn't it?"

"Yes, it seems as if her temper gets the best of her."

        I put the bat down and smiled an apologetic smile at him and he accepted and returned it. I should really start locking my window. I got back into my bed and gave Raph a nod to tell him good night. He walked toward the door and returned my nod.  I soon return to my slumber.

*****

        I feel a small body on top of me and there seems to be an earthquake.

"Wake up! Uriel! Wakey, wakey, eggs and bacy ( AN: bacony? How do you spell that)"

"Ariel! Get off!"

"Nope, you have twenty minutes to get up and change."

        I jump up and run to the closet and grab a random outfit. I then run to the shower and take the fastest shower known to man. I don't think I'm completely clean, but who really cares as long as I look half decent I'll be fine. I get to the foot of the stairs and see Ariel about to yell. I cut her off by covering her mouth with my hand.

"I'm ready, let's go."

        We walk to school since we live close to it. I mean this is a small town, we could walk everywhere in a day. We pass the local college, pharmacy and wave a Hi to Mrs. Rose, the owner of the flower-shop next to the pharmacy. She was watering the plants in the front. She's so awesome, she's one of those eccentric kind of old ladies. I decided I would stop by and buy some flowers for my mother. Just to be a good son. As we get to school, Ariel is automatically swarmed by her soccer team. She gives me an apologetic look, but I returned an understanding smile to her. Ariel is captain of the soccer team. She's the best at the sport, well practically all sports she plays is nothing to her. Not to brag or anything, this is all factual, but my siblings and I are very sporty and practically dominate in whatever we choose to play.

        Raphael wanted to try cricket, the British version of baseball, and he was a natural! I was shocked because I've never even heard of it before. I'm not one for sports. I'm the weakest link in the family, but I'm still better at sports than most of the people. I suppose its in our blood, my dad was captain of the football team and my mom was the captain of the track team. Which I suppose is where I get my love for running from. I'm captain of the track team. At least the male one, of course. I don't think they'd let me be captain of the girl's track team. I don't really talk to people unless its necessary or to stop a fight. I hate fighting and I'm always the one to pull Ariel or Raph off of the other fighter. I believe it's necessary to talk it out or at least ignore the problem. I just don't like seeing people get hurt. That's why I do track instead of football or some other type of contact sports. I mean its the one where you're less likely to get hurt. All you're doing is running and it's liberating.

        The bell rings and effectively pulls me out of my thoughts. I quickly walk toward my class, which is choir. I walk in and Mr. Barlow is there talking to another of the choir students. He looks up and smiles at me and I return it. I walk to my seat and sit down, waiting for everyone else to show up. I love to sing. It's fun and brings joy to those around. I'm usually the one to get the solos, but I don't really like being up in the spotlight, so I give them away. As we do our vocal warm ups: the scales, the "DO" song, and a bit of sight-reading, I started to drift off a bit. Then, we started to practice the song that we would perform at the end-of-the-year-pep-rally. It was a One Direction song called Stockholm Syndrome. Mr. Barlow was a bit put off by the title, but after listening to the lyrics, and the fact that the girls wouldn't leave him alone till he said yes, he was on board. Fangirls can be pretty persuasive when they want to be.

        I was snapped back to reality when Mr. Barlow asked me if I was going to take the lead on the song. I suppose I could, I mean I'm not a huge fan, but they're talented and Zayn is kind of hot. I ship Ziall, Narry is a close second though. Ok, so I might be a bit more than an average fan, but no one needs to know. Anyways, I decided I would take the lead, since I've been told I sound like both Harry and Zayn put together. I almost cried that day...

        After choir practice, I headed over to Economics. I have Mr. Wood as a teacher and he's pretty cool. I have this class with my one true friend, well at least the person I talk to the most, Alex. Alex and I started hanging out when I joined track, because we both were nervous about tryouts. He threw up and I went to go comfort him. Ever since then we've been inseparable. We both made it on the team. I became captain and he was my second in command.

"Did you hear about the new kids?"

"Yea, bro, everyone is talking about them."

"The rumors going around are completely ridiculous."

"What are they?"

"Well, some say that they're some type of mafia family and they're on the run from the law. Others say that the youngest is a troubled teen and the mom thought it would be better if he were away from the city life."

"Those are pretty bad. Are you coming to track practice today?"

"Of course, you'd kill me if I didn't."

"I just might add a few extra laps the next time you showed up."

        I laughed because he knew I liked to tease him with that all the time. He just shook his head and playfully flipped me the finger. I laughed even harder and turned toward my homework to check it one last time. Mr. Wood came in with a boy, I've never seen before. I knew this was the new student everyone was talking about. I didn't get a good look at him before Mr. Wood said something to him and then walked over to me.

"Mr. Angelus, can you please come with me real quick?"

"Sure."

        I got up and followed him as I looked back at Alex, who gave me a WTF? look. I just shrugged my shoulders and followed Mr. Wood out the room.

"What can I help you with Mr. Wood?"

"It's your sister?"

        I got a bad feeling when he said this, because the only reason they mention my sister to me is when they need me to calm her down.

"What happened?"

"Um...I don't personally know what happened, but she got into another screaming match... The soccer team is trying to help the situation."

"With who?"

"With one of the relatives of the new students."

"Ok, where is she?"

"She's being held back by her team, she was in the middle of soccer practice."

"Ok, I'm on it. I left my homework on the desk. I'll be back soon."

        I sighed and left. I heard footsteps behind me, but ignored them because I need to get to her fast before she does something she regrets. I wonder what this guy did to piss her off.

        When I got there, I heard a bunch of yelling and then silence. Shit, they probably put the duct tape on her. Ariel is a bit vulgar when she's pissed. I sped up and found Ariel being held back by three of her teammates.

"Ariel!"

        She looks at me and her eyes were a bright gold with duct tape on her mouth, just like I knew there would be. I knew I got here just in time. I walked to her and smiled at her teammates who sighed in relief. When Ariel gets pissed all hell breaks loose. She has no self control.

"What happened this time?"

        I grabbed Ariel and pulled her into my arms. She struggled to break free. I took off the duct tape.

"Let me go Uriel! This bastard thinks he's a cross between Johnny Depp and Hugh Jackman and that he can get into my pants! The little shit doesn't know that'll I snap him in half!"

"Ariel! Please! We don't want a repeat of last time! Do you know how long it took for the poor guy to recover from it? Not to mention the other thing?"

        She immediately calmed down and sighed.

"Fine. That cunt nugget better be lucky that you were here or else I would have beat him black and blue."

        I gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek and sent her on back to the locker room. I let my shoulders sag and blew out a breathe of relief. I straighten my back and was about to walk away when I'm stopped by a deep spine-tingling voice.

"I'm quite curious as to what happened last time?"

        I turned around to be met by drool worthy site. I always knew I was gay, but this just really confirms it. I also have a type and I think its very cliche of me, but I can't help it. I'm all for that bad boy type. And this man-not boy, but man- in front of me is definitely the definition of a bad boy. He has tattoos all over his body. Intricate design of  swirls and blacks that make a lovely design that is peaking out from underneath his shirt. His eyes are a stormy greyish-blue color and his hair is pushed back and neat. He has small silver hoop piercing his right nostril and silver tunnels in his ears that have a jewels framing it. He was wearing a black tank top with a white design in it and black skinny jeans, paired with black and white shoes. I certainly hope I'm not drooling over him.

"I know I'm sexy and all, but I asked a question and I'm expecting an answer."

        I snapped out of my naughty thoughts and blushed a bit.

"Sorry, I tend to zone out a lot. God, that's embarrassing. I always do that and people think I stare at them because they're attractive when in reality I was stuck thinking about my math homework I didn't do or something of that nature."

        Oh my god! Is that an accent? Holy shit! Is it Spanish or Italian? I don't know! I applauded myself for coming up with that explanation on the spot because we all know I was staring at this fine foreign gentleman and thinking nasty things that could not be said to a kid or I'd be branded a pedophile.

"You're doing it again..."

"Oh, right! Sorry. Um did you say something?"

"Yea, I asked what happened last time."

"Umm...look, I know you're new here in town and all, but please don't provoke my sister. She's very aggressive and easily angered. She's sweet usually, unless someone says something that sets her off."

"And if I don't?"

"Then, I can't be held responsible for the hospital bill when they treat your wounds. I won't come to your rescue if you do it on purpose after I've warned you."

        I stated it as a fact rather than a threat because it was true and turned to go back to class. The teachers always come and get me when Ariel is about to go off on someone. I stop her because it seems only I have that power over my siblings. Raphael wasn't as bad as Ariel, but he was still kind of bad. My brother fought people from other schools who thought it was cool to make fun of our town, school, people...etc. I won't stop someone who keeps provoking them from getting their asses handed to them. I don't believe in violence, but if it's necessary than I could tolerate it.

"I like the way you handled my brother back there."

        I was startled from my thoughts once again by deep raspy voice that brought shivers to my spine. I turned around. Can I just say this new family must be blessed by fucking Aphrodite or something because goddamn, are they fucking sexy. I'm so done with life. This man is a fucking god. He was definitely taller than me. He had brown hair that has been styled and a bit of scruff on his face and fuck me if it didn't turn me on (Please fuck me even if it did). He wore a gray v-neck underneath a gray cardigan and plain jeans with black boots. There is a silver metal plate with a cross cut out from it hanging around his neck. His eyes are extremely distracting, they are a coffee-colored brown that I could get lost into.Shit! I'm just staring at him like a fucking weirdo.

"Dude! I know I'm kind of average height for a girl, but damn, you're fucking tall! Shit, what the fuck did they feed you? You said that was your brother? Older or younger?"

"He's my older brother."

"Holy shit!"

        He chuckles and I feel myself blush. I'm so fucking weird.

"Um ok, nice meeting you! Bye!"

        I quickly ran away. As I reached the door to Mr. Wood's room, I realized that I didn't get their names. I opened the door and nodded to Mr. Wood. He gave a smile and I sat down next to Alex. Alex gave me a look. I knew he wanted to know what happened, but I gave him a "talk later" look and he nodded. Alex and I have this language that we speak through facial expressions. Just as I sat down, the door opened again and in came Tall and Sexy. He had a smirk on his face. His eyes quickly scanned the room and landed on me. The smirk on his face grew and I felt myself sink deeper into my chair.

Oh dear lord, why me?

        I looked away and quickly avoided looking in his direction.

"Hello Mr. Diavolo, is your brother ok?"

"Yes, thanks to the student you sent, he is."

"Well you can thank Mr. Angelus for that. He can always handle his sibling when they get like that."

        I felt heat rising in my cheeks. No matter how many times people compliment me, I'm still not use to the praise.

"My siblings aren't that bad Mr. Wood, they...just have...anger issues."

        Mr. Wood gave me a "yea right" look and shook his head.

"Mr. Diavolo, please sit anywhere you'd like. We're just getting started on the..."

        I tuned them out because I was "talking" to Alex. He wiggled his eyebrows at me and I blushed even more. Now is not the time, so I just ignored him too. I suppose he wants to know why Diavolo looked at me for the longest even when Mr. Wood was talking to him. I really want to know his first name. I tried to spend the rest of class ignoring him, since he decided to take a seat behind me. I thought I heard a desk sliding up across the floor. No one else seemed to have heard it. I could feel warm breath on the back of my next and I almost squealed. I turned my head around only to come face to face with Diavolo.

"It occurs to me that I never properly introduced myself. My name is Adam, Adam Diavolo."

        I gulped and nodded my head. He was too close to me for my liking. I went to turn around but his voice stopped me.

"This is where you introduce yourself. It's only polite thing to do."

"Yea, but I didn't ask you for your name, did I?"

        Did that just come out of my mouth? Shit. I quickly turned around to avoid him seeing my blush. I hear his chuckle, but I ignore it and continue with my work. I felt his stare burning holes into the back of my head. Alex gave me a questioning look and I simply shrugged.

*****

        It was now time for lunch and I had to wait for Alex since he had English last period. I usually wait for him by his locker, but today, I decided to go directly to his class. I was walking along minding my own business and not paying attention to anything when the next thing I know I was on my butt on the floor. There was a deep chuckle and I remembered where I first heard it. I looked up into a pair of familiar blue eyes.

"Oh for Christ sake, why are you here?"

*****

Here is a new story, I currently have 4 and a half chapters for this story already written. 

Uriel on the side ~~>

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