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The next day was the same, get up, eat, get dressed and drive to school. It pretty much consisted of the same thing as yesterday, just different classes. More introductions which she got to escape from. She made a few more friends again, somehow they knew Julie’s group as well and would sit with them occasionally.

Shelly was a tall Caucasian girl with flawless skin; her eyes were almond shaped and a beautiful chocolate brown, her dark brown hair was in braids. She was part of the volleyball team with Julie.

Hunter was a hottie; he was a male model and had the most perfect and gorgeous face ever. To her, Hunter looked like Theo James whom was her most favourite actor. His hair was always spiked up and smelled of that gel that guys have, his eyes were a grey/hazel colour. She could tell his body was perfectly built.

Lunch came and their table was packed with the whole group, this time Azalea got something from the cafeteria; a healthy looking sandwich, an apple pop, custard tart and a packet of rice crackers. She sat between Nevaeh and Julie; they had something similar to hers. The whole place was filled with loud noise, which Azalea disliked greatly and wanted to go sit outside.

But there wasn’t a place outside to sit since it was snowing. Azalea was tired since her snooze was like a power nap, and she was up for most of the night, sitting on the windowsill seat and watching the snow silently fall from the dark sky. She had another vision again while sitting there but this time the images were clearer.

She had this craving of cuddling up with a guy in front of a fireplace in a forest in a log cabin. But this was not some ordinary guy, she just remembered the flash of the scene, he had black hair and this beautiful sun kissed skin that every girl would probably want. She remembered her sitting in his lap facing him and… Kissing him? She felt that the kiss was passionate and almost aching for something more than just kissing.

She felt her hand come up; her fingers lightly touched her lips as she could feel the tingling sensation of contact there.

She was then shaken out of her dream like state and met worried looks from the group, “Hey, are you okay? Your face is really red.” Shelly said, giving her glass of water to Azalea. “Huh?” She asked looking confused then touched her cheeks, they were warm and she felt so embarrassed.

She looked down shyly, “Oh… Um I’m okay… Really…” She said smiling a little, “Are you sure? You don’t have a fever right?” Shelly asked again, “I’m sure. Just feeling a little warm that’s all.” She smiled to reassure the group, the nodded but still looked worried. It felt alien to her, to have a group of kids to worry about your health. No one was like that to her. And it kind of made her feel special, “So, how is it in England?” Hunter asked, curiosity in his voice.

“Oh, its um cold. Like here, snows over there to. But there is a lot of country side and a lot of old style towns.” Azalea explained to him, and to the group. “Where did you live before you came here?” Ayden asked, giving Azalea a nice smile, “I lived in East Yorkshire, just outside of London.” She replied, Shelly gasped, “Oh! I always want to see London!” She exclaimed dreamily, “Its just another big ol’ city, busy and a lot of people.” She said shrugging, her thick English accent still evident.

“Still, to us it’s a pretty place.” Shelly said, “Mmm.” Azalea nodded. “Is your school different from ours?” Nevaeh asked. Azalea tensed up a bit. She didn’t really like discussing about her school, “Um… No, well, I went to a private school so I had to wear a uniform. And the travel was further and longer.” Azalea said, “Oh? That would be so annoying!” Shelly huffed, “Well, you get used to it. Always getting up early to just make it on time.” Azalea smiled a little, “Like I said, annoying. What about the students? Are they like, those rich, rude shitheads?” Julie asked, “Yeah, pretty much. I was the only girl there that wasn’t as rich as them. So I had a rough time making any proper friends.” Azalea said softly, looking down at her almost finished platter of food.

“Well we ain’t like them, are we guys?” Shelly stared at everyone and they all nodded. Julie felt her tensed up body and she placed an arm over Azalea’s shoulder, “We will look after you, and so don’t worry. We aren’t mean or cruel.” Julie said smiling at Azalea.

She looked up at the group. And she felt instantly comfortable in their presence. This was what she wanted, a group of friends who would accept and welcome her for who she is. Though she could tell who to trust and who to not trust in this school, she already noticed the friendship groups here.

She answered their questions for the rest of lunch, even though Nevaeh tried to stop them from bombarding her with questions. Azalea was okay with the questions; she liked to answer them even if they were weird and silly. Lunch ended and the group dispersed from each other.

Her last class of the day was Web design/App creation. It was an interesting class, she enjoyed what she was doing, practising how to create a simple app using a simple programme. She understood the stuff in the programme, many students who were struggling had asked for her help and she accepted and helped them.

The teacher, Mr Rodger was impressed with her work and how she helped the others, though he become aware of some students who gave her a nasty look. He didn’t say anything, just hoped that they didn’t disrupt his class because of Azalea just wanting to help out. Though his class went on smoothly with no delay.

Class finished and before Azalea could leave, Mr Rodger pulled her aside, “Yes, sir?” She asked smiling at him, hoping she hadn’t done anything wrong. “I just want to recognize your consideration and kindness to the struggling students. I thank you for that.” He said nodding at her, “Oh…” She blushed a little, “You don’t need to thank me, and they asked me so I took action.” She replied smiling shyly, “Ah, well it was a great help. I just want you to keep up with that, only if it’s not to much for you.” He said, “Oh no, no its all fine Mr Rodger. I enjoy it.” She said nodding, “Good to hear, I hope you have a nice afternoon Azalea.” He said and she left the class.

She came to her locker and grabbed her bad and books, closing the door she turned to only face three mean looking girls. She felt instantly frightened but tried her best not to show it, “I don’t like you, Miss Clayworth.” The middle one sneered, crossing her arms over her already reveal shirt. She could distinguish that these girls were wealthy by the way they carried themselves and the expensive clothing they wore.

It almost seemed funny to her, with all the American movies and television shows she’d watched, it was always a trio of bitchy stuck-up rich girls who’d pick on some not-so-wealthy new girl. She smiled ever so slightly, “What so funny, blue girl?” The Blondie scorned, giving Azalea a hard look of annoyance. “Nothing.” She said and the girls took a step to her, making her feel intimidated a little. “Like I said, I don’t like you, so be careful of where you tread.” She said and flicked her hair over her shoulder then sauntered of through the semi-gathered crowed.

Azalea sunk back against the locker, hugging her textbooks against her chest. She saw the familiar faces of her friends push through the moving crowd and came to her side, “Ohmygosh! Are you okay?” Julie asked placing a hand on Azalea’s shoulder, “I’m fine.” She said standing up straighter. “What did those three dogs want?” Michael asked, looking at Azalea with a concerned look, “Nothing, the middle girl just said she didn’t like me and to watch where I stepped on her turf.” She explained. Shelly snorted, “Oh boo hoo. She don’t own this school, the state does.” She huffed making a face.

“Sigh, don’t worry about ‘em Azalea.” Nevaeh said smiling and hugging her, “They’re just jealous because they’re scared your gonna take over this school.” Nevaeh added as everyone nodded, “We got your back!” They all said in unison, which made Azalea smile, “Thanks guys.” She said, “Oh, oh, oh! I was thinking,” Julie, said getting all their attention, “That later tonight, we should head to Starbucks in Utica Square. Just to have a good chill time.” She said, “No pun intended!” She quickly said as a few of them laughed, “Sure, sounds good” and “I’m up for that!” was said.

“Azalea?” Julie looked at her, “I guess it wont hurt. But someone needs to pick me up, my family are out again tonight.” She said, “Ill pick you up.” Michael said smiling, “Around 6 O’clock, yeah?” Julie said and everyone nodded.

“Alright! See you all there then!” She said as they all walked out of the school together and going their separate paths.

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Azalea was showered and dressed in a woollen skirt, black thick stockings and an off-white jumper she loved. She pulled on her ankle high boots with a thick heel. She pulled on her brown shoulder back, checking she had her phone and drawing book and a novel.

Those were her three main things, oh and plus her wallet. She doubted that she was going to be paying but brought it along anyways. God knows what could happen. She had texted Michael her address and heard the doorbell. She had sent also a message to her mother where she was going and got a simple ‘Ok’ text.

Didn’t they give a shit that she was going out at night with a group of people that they didn’t even know? And where the hell were they? That was the only problem about her family, they didn’t tell her where they were. Not even a warning most of the times, she sighed and shook her head. She didn’t want to think of this tonight, she was gong to enjoy herself with her friends.

She hurried out of her room and made sure everything was locked and headed out, “Hey!” Michael said as she came out of the house, she could feel his eyes scan her up and down and her cheeks went red, “Ready to go?” He asked her, “Yeah lets go.” She responded as he looked up at her and grinned. He led her to his old looking pick up truck, and held to the door open for her and she got in. He went to the driver’s side and they took of.

“So, where are your parents?” He asked her, “I dunno, they don’t tell me this kind of stuff.” She shrugged, “Seriously? That’s like my parents, I don’t know where they go of to.” He said, “We have something in common,” She said, Michael smiles a little. “Maybe we should hang out more then,” He said as Azalea looked at him, “Oh?” She said, as a smile crept on her face. “Well, only if you want to. We can do homework together or something.” He said, she could tell he was getting all shy which she loved about guys.

“But we don’t take classes…” She said softly then saw the hurt look, “B-But yeah! We can hang out! Go to a café, you can maybe give me a tour one day.” She said sighing internally in relief as she saw the smile break out on his cute face.

“Alright. Sounds good!” He said, “I look forward to giving you a tour of this great place!” He said and they both laughed. It was first that a guy could make her laugh, a real genuine laugh.

“I hope your ‘rentals are okay with you going out at night.” He said as they got on the express highway. “I think they’re okay, my mother just sent a text saying okay. So…” She shrugged, “Nothing is going to happen.” She said softly. She could feel that weird sensation in her grow stronger, the same feeling like before. Like someone was tugging at the end of the rope, trying to get her attention and to follow.

They were passing a huge old looking school; she could just see lights begin to flicker on. She sensed, well something in her sensed that there was something old and powerful lurking, clinging to the school. She looked away; the slight hum was now in her head. She closed her eyes tightly trying to will the sound away, but it was no use as the strange hum stayed in her head. Michael glanced at Azalea, seeing her taut body and closed eyes, “You okay?” He asked, snapping her out of her mind battle. She looked at him blankly then blinked a couple of times, then opened her mouth then closed it and looked back out the window.

Michael ad turned into the exit to Utica Square, then parked in the parking slots outside Starbucks. Then turned to Azalea, “Hey…” He touched her arm softly, “Please say something… You looked pale when you looked at me.” He said gently, she looked down at his hand then met his eyes, “It was like you saw a ghost.” He added as he pulled back his hand. She then sighed and rubbed her eyes, “I think I’m just tired. That’s all. And been watching to many horror movies.” She lied, she didn’t watch horror movies, and she hated them in fact, smiling a little. “Maybe you shouldn’t watch them so late at night.” He said patting her arm, “It seems like it’s affecting you.” He said, “Are you sure you want to go to Starbucks? I can take you-”

“No!” She said suddenly starling Michael, “I mean… no its okay, I want to be here. Better than being along at home.” She said smiling at him, hoping that her smile told him she was okay. He nodded and turned of the car, “Alright. And I wont say anything unless you want to say what happened.” He said, she simply nodded and the pair got out of the car.

But, what she really saw was something she will never forget. She didn’t know why she was scared, it was just a quick blink of an eye she saw him. The mysterious blurred out man from her visions. His eyes was what struck her, they were the colour of amber and had a slight glowing tinge to them. What the hell was wrong with her? Visions of lewd moments of the same man, yeah he may be sexy as fuck, but… Why? Why in Gods name is she having them?

Azalea isn’t religious, but she felt like these visions were wrong, something so out of her league. Like, how could she explain it? ‘Maybe I’m going crazy? Maybe a ghost is like haunting me? Or am I reading way to many smut fanfics of hot guys from fictional books?’ She thought as she followed Michael across the parking lot.

She highly doubts it was from them; no male character had black hair and amber coloured eyes or beautiful unmarred sun kissed skin. This male she was seeing was much more… Perfect. Strong yet old, even though he had a face of a young maybe early twenties man.

He was perfect like an angel.

‘Angel…’ She mulled over the word then suddenly paused in her tracks, Michael not taking any notice. Maybe he was an angel, but not like the ones in religious stories. His wings were white… but not white, like a silvery colour. Though she had a feeling that they weren’t that colour before, she sensed that he was bad before something happened.

She hurried after Michael, glancing up at him occasionally noting down the differences. Michael seriously did not look like the Mysterious Man, nothing at all. She could see the flaws in Michael.

His crooked nose, the way he carried himself and acted. The other held himself proudly, like he was some kind of warrior, always on the alert of danger. And his actions were always filled with love. She shook her head and ran after Michael, but she couldn’t shake of the feeling of someone wanting to drag her somewhere. She was slapped in the face by warmth and had to take of the jacket she had slipped on before she left. She took of her scarf as well and spotted her group of friends in the corner waving at them to come over. They did and sat down, “Hey! You look really nice, where did you get your clothes from?” Julie asked hugging Azalea, “England.” She laughed a little, “Oh right yeah.” She laughed as well. “So what do you want to drink?” Shelly asked as she stood, everyone gave her order but Azalea felt a little guilty since she wasn’t paying, “Oh, Ill pay for my own…” She said standing but Shelly hushed her and told her to sit, “Nah! I’m going to pay since I always pay anyways. Its cool.” She said, giving a stern look to Azalea before she sighed, “Fine, Ill just get a hot chocolate.” She said and Shelly smiled, “’Kay! I shall be back!” She said as she walked of.

It was like lunch all over again, everyone talking and teasing each other. Azalea joined in to and laughing hysterically at a story Michael was saying. Other customers glared at the group but no one seemed to tell them to be quiet. Azalea felt the strange tug get stronger and had somehow forced her up, “Excuse me. I need to go to the toilet.” She said as she hurried away, though lucky there was a wall at the entrance so no one could see her go out of the place. She felt the coldness hit her but she pushed on, she turned to her right and hurried down the deserted shopping square. It was scary, silent and quite dark. She pulled out her phone and used the light to guide her to the source of where the feeling was. She felt like she was being watched as she walked through the main part of the square.

She heard something of to her left, like wings of something that had landed. She paused in her tracks and stared at the dark alleyway, “Wh-Who is it?” She stuttered, she saw something step out of the alleyway, but the top part of his torso was obscured by darkness. She felt fear rise up, “Y-Y-Your not a killer… Are you…?” She asked shakily, stepping back, she saw him slightly move to her but got startled with Julie calling to her. She turned to see the girl run to her, holding her coat up. Azalea turned back to the alleyway and saw nothing there anymore.

She blinked and was confused, wasn’t someone there? Or was her mind playing up again. Julie reached her and shook her a little, “Hey! Azalea! Where did you go?” She asked, “As I came out, I saw something… I-I…” She didn’t know what to say, Julie sighed and pulled the coat over her shoulders, “Come on, lets go back, your gonna freeze to death out here.” Julie cooed to the shocked looking Azalea. She nodded as her friend guided her back to the warm building.

Azalea no idea what she saw, but she could tell that he was similarly built like the man she saw in her two visions. And was naked from the waist up. She sat quietly at the table, mulling over her confused and messed up mind. Michael then took azalea home; he had brought her in the house and tucked her into bed. She had fallen asleep instantly her head touched the pillow.

//Kalona//

The winged immortal watched the girl be taken away by her friend. His heart was beating hard and fast in his chest, what in the goddess’ name was he going to do? Just casually stroll up to her? She was pale as a ghost! He felt a pang of annoyance and guilt when he watched the girl be whisked away, maybe he should of at least introduced her, or at least guide her to somewhere more secluded.

He shook his head, ‘That would make matters worse,’ He thought, he didn’t want to frighten the poor girl, he just wanted answers to why he was getting these weird vibes from her. He stepped out of the shadows and into the middle of the square, and debated whether he should follow her home or go back to the Otherworld. He was going to follow her, and took to the air and followed the truck that rattled along the road and to her house. He flew ahead quickly and perched himself on a house, which belonged to her, ‘What a guess…’ He thought as he watched the human boy take her in, he heard the boy take her to her room and left her after that.

Kalona jumped down from the rooftop silently, and crouched instantly to make sure no one was watching. He didn’t really like being in the neighbourhood, since it was a danger for him to be caught. He stood up a bit and looked into her room, which was another guess. He saw her sound asleep; her face was relaxed, her eyes moving around. He sensed she was having a peaceful dream and smiled slightly to himself. He stepped back enough to be able to take of.

He mulled over his thoughts on what his Goddess wanted to do with the girl. But he took in how she looked, her pale blue eyes, her olive skin, her odd blue hair, and her perfect slim and curvy body. With a gulp he took of back into the sky, leaving the peacefully sleeping girl to her dreamless mind.

But he could feel, deep in his soul, that the girl was harnessing some kind of magick that could easily destroy her. He could tell it was old, but it wasn’t the magick he knew and was apart of. It was a foreign feeling, but it drove him into curiosity to find out what it was. And he was going to make sure he got all the resources he could get.

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Ooooh Kalona, whatcha thinkin' there? ;D I will be moving the story a bit fast so she gets to meet Kalona soon enough. Cause that part will be interesting hehe. See you soon!

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