~rage's POV~
Since I skipped breakfast today, all I could think about was food so the sound of the bell ring for lunch lit my spirit in different ways...….well, I wouldn't say my spirit, rather, it was my stomach; the sound of the bell ring for lunch lit my stomach and I bounced out of my seat and headed for the cafeteria. I was a new student so I was still getting used to this place and I tried my best not to get lost. This time was different, I guess because I was hungry, my stomach led the way. When I arrived at the cafeteria, I tried to not draw any attention to myself by looking down at my hands and walking swiftly. I don't know why but guys in this school were always ogling and biting their lips at me.
Maybe looking down as I walked hurriedly wasn't such a good idea. 'CRASH!!' the sound of a tray falling to the ground and spilling all its content muted the whole cafeteria. I closed my eyes and cursed silently, then I lifted my gaze to meet feminine eyes...…..angry feminine eyes. A beautiful pair per say. My vision scape widened as she narrowed her gaze and I saw an expression that suggested she wanted to slap me right across my face.
'I am so sorry' I apologized. She remained silent and didn't utter a single word.
God damn it! I blew my cover and I'm in for it now. I felt everyone's eyes prying into my soul and the whole place was dead silent. I suddenly felt obligated to do something I knew I would regret; I just wanted to make up for my mistake, I really didn't want any trouble.
I crouched down and then began to wipe her sneakers with my palm. I wasn't quite looking at her face but I could tell she was smiling at my action.
'How-bout you use your hair' she said in a mocking tone.
I lifted my gaze slowly to meet hers.
'Excuse me' I said already irritated.
'I mean, your hair's nicely sweeping the floor' she said innocently.
I then looked down at my hair and it was spread widely across the floor.
'Well obviously, I was crouching' I thought to myself...….but, my hair was actually unnaturally long.
'Disadvantages of having long hair I guess' I said apologetically but with a hint of pride.
'Freakishly long hair to be precise. Here's a tip.....cut it' she spat. 'Besides, is censoring what's supposed to be on display' she continued.
I knew exactly what she meant but if she chose to be a slut I wasn't in on it.
'What's supposed to be on display already is' I smirked tucking a loose strand of my hair behind my right ear. 'I apologize again for the mess. I need to go' I continued hoping I would get away with this and I did.
'Hm' she smiled and walked away.
I was so delighted in myself for handling the situation so calmly and not being rude. Phew! She even smiled at me, still, I felt that smile looked a little suspicious. Without thinking further I went and grabbed myself a tray of self-suiting dishes and settled a little distance from my schoolmates. I probably looked like an animal as I ate desperately; stuffing a lot into my mouth at the same time and completely devouring my meal. Currently I was insatiable because I wanted more. I figured I would just have a little more and be on my way. I stood up and turned abruptly when I bumped into someone again.
It was her, the girl from earlier. I swore I apologized to her so why she was here.
'Oh sorry, my bad' she said with that smile again. 'I just wanted you to have this. Here' she continued handing me a cup of Starbucks coffee. I looked at her and held my hand out hesitantly.
'As a symbol of our newly found friendship'. The whole thing seemed fake and unlikely but upon hearing the word 'friendship', I grinned.
'Thank you'. I guess I spoke too soon cause a second after, I felt something hot and liquid drip down my forehead unto my nose and then my lips and then my T-shirt. It also dropped from my hair unto my skirt and then unto my sneakers. It was just a big mess.
'Oops!' she exclaimed. It was faked. Why else would her hand be hovering over my head?
'That's for spilling my tray' she spat then held the empty cup up. 'And this, this is actually a symbol of our new found rivalry' she continued and dropped the cup.
I sealed my lips and clenched my fists tightly in order to not say or do something unchangeable. I had to do with just a glare....a hard one. If I was hungry for food earlier, she was hungry for a fight now. I am a really likely candidate.
'Here's another tip: don't fuck with me' she stated seriously this time. Her sentence only seemed to make me angrier and my blood boiled.
She was tampering with temper now.
My anger was probably visible, as from the corner of my eye, I saw my school mates tilt their head with concern. I could also see some shaking their heads in disapproval and disgust. I felt they supported me and I didn't want to be beastly in front of them. I inhaled deeply, all the while glaring at her. I needed some self-satisfaction so I flipped my hair over my right shoulder and bumped my shoulder into hers in an attempt to walk away. When I reached the wide birch wood cafeteria entrance I saw a pretty brunette frozen in both shock and confusion. She seemed lost and a little scared. She thought carefully before looking up at me apologetically. I needed to exhaust my anger on someone, but probably not her. She looked too nice and...happy. I just replied her gesture with a faint smile and entered the hallway.
~gloom's POV~
I usually, if not always spent my recess in the class I had just before or after lunch. I never felt as much as to eat in the cafeteria. There would always be some reason to talk to or interact with someone and I wasn't very good at that. Instead, I preferred being all alone in the classroom where no-one would bother me.
Well, no-one excluding fright. She would probably show up any minute from now and try to talk me into going outside. I grabbed a novel from one of the bookshelves; as this was literature class, and settled down. I noticed it was the same book on my teacher's desk and I was suddenly intrigued to read it.
'Happy or Sad' the title of the book read.
'Happy or sad huh? Great book' Mrs Bernice said after walking into the room. I hastily stood up and put my hands behind my back. I wasn't supposed to be here in the first place so I hoped she didn't tell me to leave.
'What are you doing here anyway?' she said changing the subject.
'Um...…..I-I' I stammered looking around for a catch. 'This!' I said picking up a random item for my desk.
'Mh-hmn' she nodded with suspicion.
I grasped my muscles tight hoping she wouldn't ask any further questions when she opened her mouth as if to say something.....…then the bell went. I released my tensed muscles in relief and then jolted out of the class.
'What a close call' I thought to myself.
I strolled to my locker and quickly took out my books when I felt someone approaching me. I shut my eyes tight waiting to be tapped on the shoulder or something.
'Um, sorry, do you know where history class is?' a girl with long shiny black hair asked.
'Yeah. It's actually the class I'm going to right now' I replied. 'It's just opposite the reception' I continued.
She looked a little more confused and nodded slowly while she turned to leave.
She was helpless and I guess I wasn't help-full either. We weren't too different. She had that tough girl appearance but I could see passed that disguise that she needed help. I hoped she was mentally, physically and emotionally alright as she even smelt like coffee. I felt a sudden spasm of concern and I was moved to help her. I didn't want to be callous.
'How about I come with you' I suggested.
'Thanks, but I think I would be better off' she replied softly.
'Ok then' I said then shut my locker.
Oh well! That's what you get for offering help. That's exactly why I don't. I got to class just a few minutes later and I don't know why, but I felt relieved seeing her. I guess I was hap...….relieved to see she made it on time. I took my seat which wasn't too far from hers and she too looked relieved to see me.
'Good afternoon everyone' Mr Ezra greeted.
'Good afternoon Mr Ezra' we all chorused.
'Today, we are gonna revisit last week's topic as many of you....' He said before my brain tuned out the rest. I tried to listen again but my brain didn't want to. It just blurred out and everything spun. I suddenly felt dizzy and nauseated before I decided to just massage my temple with my index fingers.
It wasn't working. I panicked.
My head unstably bobbled as it became painful to hold it up. I didn't want my situation to be obvious so I supported my head with my hand and put my elbow on the table. Just then, blindness took over as black spots appeared on the sides of my vision; I was utterly helpless. It seemed Mother Nature wanted me dead as a splitting headache settled in my cranium....and just like that, I blacked out.
I woke up next in a strange room where everything, and I mean everything, was painted white. The room looked expansive yet tiny at the same time. I guess because there were no boarders or edges or corners in the whole room. I looked around both amazed and afraid; I didn't know where I was.
I sat up quickly, realising I was lying down the whole time.
'Would you relax' an over familiar feminine voice said before walking into the room. Would I even call that walking into? It was rather like stepping out, as she blended in perfectly with the walls, as in, complete camouflage. It was fright. She seemed to have noticed my confusion because she then came to sit next to me. She walked so delicately and elegantly. She had never looked as beautiful as she did now. She wore a lovely white dress which was fitted only above her waist but flared below it. The sleeves were long and also flared at the end while the shoulders gathered and had a bit of embroidery. Her sliver-grey hair fell in waves to her waist and was hair clipped at designated places. The only reason I was able to admire her beauty through the monochromatic room was because the walls and everything else were a very bright white but she, she was dull…...dimmed.
'Typical fright' I thought to myself. Ouch! Even thinking hurt.
'What am I doing here and, what is this place?' I asked urgently.
'Calm down. You're in your head, my abode' she said placing a hand on my shoulder.
'In my head?' I asked more urgently.
'Yes'
'Why?'
'Why, so many questions?' she asked and I sighed. 'You're in here because you fainted' she continued.
'I did?'
'Yes' she said tired of answering my many questions.
I grabbed my head with my two hands and said...…..
'It still throbbing'
'I know' she said calmly.
'Then make it stop!' I shot.
'I...….can't' she said disappointed.
'Why not?'
'That's something you have to do for yourself' she explained.
'And how do you suggest I do that' I said angrily before she sighed.
'Listen' she started then took my hand in hers. 'Enough is enough. You've blamed yourself, hated yourself and suppressed all your positive emotions for way too long. You've lived in complete pain and guilt for seven good years gloom. I hate to say it, but...…your parents are....'
'Dead' I said void of any emotion.
'They might be gone physically. But they're always gonna be right here' she said pointing at my heart. 'And here' she continued pointing at my head.
'As for my heart. I got rid of it, seven years ago. Trust me, they're not there' I said with a cold tone and clenched fists which made her let go of my hand slowly.
'And as for my head' I continued, my eyes raking the entire room. 'I don't see them' I said slowly averting my gaze back to her. 'But you're right. Enough is enough' I started, getting up from the bed. 'It's time for you to go away forever'.
She stood up slowly from the bed and looked at me with what looked like astonishment.
'Thank you for everything, including not helping me with this migraine. Thanks a lot' I stated without looking at her even once.
'Gloom, I know it must be hard for you right now but the sooner you forget about the past and embrace the present, the better' she said in a meek tone. 'That's the only way to stop getting these migraines. That's the only way to find what you lost seven years ago. Happiness'
I froze for a while accessing what she had just said. What did she mean by 'migraines' when I had only gotten one so far. Was she indirectly telling me I would get much more or was this all a joke, a set up?
'Think about it' she whispered before she and the whole room disappeared and I found myself back in the classroom. I felt my forehead and I was no longer burning up. I was fine. I looked around carefully to make sure no one noticed my unconsciousness, and no one did.
~smile's POV~
Just like earlier, the periods kept running after each other and lessons shrank even smaller. Wednesday's were always short but today felt like time itself was cut into two.
I found it so difficult to stay focused. This time not because of Lucky, but Rage. She seemed so pissed off, it kinda worries me. She's just a new student still curled up in her shell. We're supposed to make her feel comfortable and welcomed, not ignored and unappreciated. *sigh* not like Skye isn't already treating her like crap. That girl's just a dickhead!
'I have to fix this' I said determined
'Ring-ring' the bell went just in time and the murmuring and screeching of chairs followed.
I got out of my chair swiftly, swung my bag over my shoulder and jolted out of the class. Once again I was confused as I didn't know rage personally. I didn't even know where she was. I was disappointed but determined at the same time. I had to show her that this school was worth it (even if it might not be).
'We're all about optimism and togetherness not intimidation and nemesis' I said quietly, hyping myself up. 'But where am I gonna find her though' I said disappointed again.
The reception.
'Yes of course! The reception' I hiccupped pursuing all my disappointment. I could just go there and ask for the class she was having right now.
'Genius!' I said to myself then hurried towards the reception.
I kept my eyes open just in case I would run into her but the halls were gradually getting crowded, I couldn't recognize anyone. I puzzled my way through the crowded halls until I finally got to the reception.
'Good afternoon Miss Semone' I greeted.
'Good afternoon Miss Woods, what would you like me to do for you' she answered never looking away from the computer screen.
'Um....I would like to enquire particularly about Rage, the New girl' I said hoping I didn't sound like a stalker.
'What exactly do you want to know about her?' she asked finally looking at me.
'...…..What class she had right now' I answered stiffly.
She looked back at the computer and smashed some keys.
'That one' she pointed at the class right behind me. History.
I turned my head and almost immediately set eyes on her. She was just stepping out of the class.
'Thank you' I turned back and left.
'Hey, rage!' I called out immediately regretting it. I didn't plan what I was gonna say to her. What if I gave her an even worse impression: Higher Clouds Academy, all about creeps and stalkers?
I hid my lifted hand behind my back hoping she didn't hear or see me. Crud! She did.
CHAPTER 3
~smile's POV~
Uggggh! What have I done this time? What was I thinking yelling her name like that?
She looked confused as she just stared at me in anticipation. Well, there was no way to undo it so I just gathered enough confidence to confront her. I walked up to her and grabbed her hand lightly.
'Come with me. We need to talk' I whispered.
'Where-why?' she asked struggling away from my hold.
'Trust me' I assured her, knowing well she didn't look like a truster. She gazed at me for a while and then followed me hesitantly.
~rage's POV~
Was I actually following her right now? Sure, she seemed nice and trustworthy but I just got here, I'm not sure who to trust yet. Plus, I don't trust people so easily. Skye had made sure of that.
'First of all, I wanna apologize for the creepy approach' she started. 'And second, I wanna apologizing for the terrible first impression, I mean, Skye' she continued. I was a bit lost. I didn't find her approach creepy at all, and why was she apologizing on Skye's behalf. Were they sisters? They didn't look like sisters.
Skye was beautiful on the outside but ugly on the inside (I could tell). She on the other hand was beautiful either way (I could also tell). She had this optimistic cachet that everyone liked about her and she was admirable too. She had silky soft brown hair that was currently pinned to the sides, leaving her curtain bangs to sweep across her forehead. Her long lashes justified her captivating dark blue eyes. I wished I had eyes like that.
'It's no problem. Your approach wasn't creepy. I just found it quite loud, but friendly' I stated.
'Phew! I thought I made an even worse impression than Skye' she joked.
'About her...are you two sisters?' I asked
'No!' she yelled with disgust. 'What makes you think so?'
'Well, you are apologizing on her behalf'
'No I'm not. I'm apologizing for...…..um, the school. It's image, in your head' she said puzzled at her own words. It was obvious she hadn't planned this out.
'I get it' I assured her, unconsciously placing my hand on her shoulder. She looked at me then gave me the most welcoming smile I had ever been given my whole life. Her smile welcomed me more than the one I got from Noah and Gladys when they first welcomed me home. I surprisingly found warmth and appreciation in her smile, which was very unlike me. I didn't even find warmth or appreciation when I looked at the sun rise so why her. I guess her positivity was contagious. I wouldn't mind having her as a friend.
'What's your name?' I asked open-mindedly.
'I'm, smile' she answered grinning.
Did she just say her name was smile?
'Smile?!' I asked amazed.
'Mh-hmn' she nodded.
'I'm Rage' I smiled as well. Her positivity was contagious.
'Friends' she suggested.
I thought for a while as the last time I got excited about friendship was the last time I was humiliated. I searched her body with my eyes and she was clean. There was no coffee, no hidden camera…..no prank.
'Friends' I accepted. She grinned a lot wider this time and before I knew it, I was enveloped in a big tight hug. I wasn't a hugger but I would've hugged her back if she wasn't crushing my lungs. I tapped her lightly and she let go and chuckled.
'Sorry, I got a little excited' she apologized looking down at her hands.
'It's ok, I did too' I breathed.
'Ring-ring' the bell echoed through the halls.
It was the end of locker pass and I hadn't carried any books. Smile noticed I was anxious because just then she asked...
'What class are you having now?'
I couldn't remember so I took out my time table.
'Psychology'
'O.M.G, me too!' she jumped. 'Don't worry, my books are in here' she pointed at her bag, grabbed my hand again and ran off to class...…with me of course.
Psychology class was way on the east side of the block. We had to run if we wanted to make it in time. When we did, we were exhausted, sweaty and our hairs were a mess. We couldn't help running our hands through it before we entered the class. The teacher, Mrs Carmen, was already stationed at her normal position which was in front of the class, arms and legs crossed, leaning against her desk. She didn't look mad as she peeked at us and looked back at the class. She was less concerned.
'Is she always like this?' I whispered to smile.
'No. usually when she's happy' she whispered back.
I couldn't decipher if that was a good or bad thing so I just strode to the back of the class. There were only two seats left. Smile sat on the one on the left, the one behind someone I recognized. She had her head buried in her book and I couldn't see her face. I recognized that artificial grey hair somewhere before. The girl raised her head as she noticed I was prying at her.
Oh! How could I forget this significant and conspicuous grey hair? It was her. The girl I asked for directions.
Her eyes lit up when they met mine and I saw a flash of exuberance. I smiled genuinely but she only curved her lips slightly.
What did I expect though? She didn't look a bit like a smiler.
I took the seat right next to smile, the one behind Ace Axel.
Oh no! Was I really gonna have to sit behind this guy. He was a jock on neutral smarts but A++ looks. He derived pleasure from running his fingers through his dark brown hair and licking his pale pink lips flirtatiously. He had a tempting figure, muscular and masculine. He was dreamy....drool-worthy, for other girls anyway. The only thing I didn't like about him was his eyes, although they were a beautiful emerald pair, they always exuded sexual desire and lust. He was as well one of the RP's (rich and popular) like Skye. That didn't bother me though, I could be one of them if I really wanted to. What really bothered me was the fact this guy was like a magnet. He attracted girls in the worst way…..sex-wise. Not even girls he would keep, but girls he would discard if he got tired of them.
I was scared that I would eventually get attracted to him even if I didn't want to. He was already working his magic on me. His charming, seductive magic. Just yesterday he had told me that I was pretty and precious, like a rare jewel he would keep forever. He said I looked innocent...… 'Not for long' he smirked.
I felt his eyes following me as I passed his seat. I always felt uncomfortable when he looked at me or when I was around him. His gaze was prurient, and I felt his eyes could undress me.
At least I wasn't sitting in front of him, otherwise I would squirm and writhe in discomfort.
He turned his head not completely facing me then turned back without saying a word. Why was everyone doing that?
The rest of the lesson was brief and passed by quickly. So did the rest of the day. During the second recess, I tried to find Smile but I couldn't. I guess she had other things to do.....or maybe other friends to be with. I sighed and sat alone, a lot farther than everyone else. I might as well give Skye a piece of my mind if she showed up to bother me. I inhaled deeply and put my hands on my overlapped knee.
'Mind if I join you' a deep but gentle voice said and I felt someone sit beside me. I turned my head to take a look at the gentleman and it was him, Ace.
'Not at all' I muttered when I felt the exact opposite.
'You lonely?' he asked tilting his head.
'I just got here, haven't made friends yet' I muttered. I didn't have to tell him anything, it was none of his business.
'You seemed to have befriended Smile Woodland' he said cynically.
'So' I shot and he kept quiet.
Was I too harsh?
'Don't you have somewhere else to be, like with your friends?' I nodded towards the RP table. It was a circular plastic table; wide and red, with curved seats that separated at intervals. His seat though, was visibly empty.
'You're my friend' he frowned and I chuckled. His statement kinda amused me.
'What makes you think that?'
'I knew we would be friends the moment I laid eyes on you' his statement was clean…..innocent, but the way he said it, wasn't. Even his darkened gaze told me he meant otherwise. Somehow, that sent shivers down my spine and my whole body flushed a bright red. Probably not with anger, but embarrassment. He just knew what to say, didn't he?
I averted my gaze and looked down at my hands swiftly. I think I heard him mumble the word 'cute' before grabbing my chin and making me look at him.
'You're adorable when you blush, you know' he whispered in a husky tone.
No, no, nooo!!! Why was he doing this right now, and in front of everyone too. The feeling gradually crept in again; that suffocating aura that almost choked me to death. Everyone was staring. Some with excitement and some with distaste. The murmuring and giggling started off, then the glancing and glaring followed. I was in a hot seat. I didn't want any beef with the girls in this school; they were obsessive and possessive. They were all attracted to Ace and wanted his attention yet here he was, attracted to me and fishing my attention.
Couldn't he charm someone else?
They would probably all hate me now, especially Skye who was currently glaring at me.
I was too busy decoding everyone else's expression to notice Ace had leaned in and was now three inches away from me.
How-how dare him!?! Get close to me without my permission, no way!
Didn't he feel the heat, or sense the dangerous aura everyone else sensed. I was used to people being scared of me and not wanting to associate with me because of my hot temper. But him, he was complete opposite...but then again, I was used to people being attracted to me.
It was obvious what he was about to do so I immediately pushed him, hard and stood up quickly. 'Don't' was the only thing I managed to say when I wanted to say a lot more. Asshole! Dickhead!! Fuck-wit!!! We're the things I wanted to scream at him. I had kept my cool for long enough already. Since the people in this school were bent on pissing me off, they might as well have a taste of my bad side.
I let my gaze sweep across the crowd and I recognized two faces that made me think twice. I didn't know why, but a gut instinct told me not to disappoint them. It was Smile and the other girl I had asked for directions. I really needed to know her name. I'd call her grey-hair for now.
Calm down, rage.
I used the same technique as last time: I inhaled deeply and let out a heavy breath. That wouldn't work forever though. Some things are just safer outside a cage than in it. I bit my lower lip hard to prevent me from saying something vulgar or offensive, and then stormed out of the canteen.
'Who cares!? I don't give a damn!! That idiot!!!' I yelled carelessly as I stomped through the empty halls. I flushed red. Now, with rage.
I flung the girl's bathroom door open and splashed my face with water. It always cooled me down. When I looked up at my reflection, through semi blurry eyes, I saw someone familiar.
'You okay?' the person asked before my vision cleared out. It was Envy.
'I'm fine' I breathed.
'It's ok, you don't have to pretend in front of me' she said shaking her head. I looked at her through the mirror and looked back at myself. 'You don't have to worry about, Ace' she said mischievously.
'Don't do anything'
'Oh I won't' she smiled averting her gaze.
'What's that supposed to mean?' I asked suspicious.
'I won't do anything. You will'
If envy really wanted to join in and annoy me, she would get it. I turned and folded my hands at her. She was puzzling me by speaking in riddles.
'Neither of us will do anything'
'So you're gonna keep enduring their crap?' she asked and I looked the other way. She took some steps closer to me and cupped both my cheeks, rotating my head so that I faced her. 'I trust you won't'
She was right, again.
'Forgive your enemies, but never forget their names' she stated bleakly. It sounded a little personal, as if she wasn't even referring to my situation. I nodded slowly and then she let go. 'Bye and take care' she almost whispered before fading away.
I felt the visit really had no meaning. It was plain and rather like she was checking up on me. Ironically, I also felt she was a little enigmatic and there was more she wanted to tell me but couldn't.
I splashed my face one last time and walked out. I wore a moody expression for the rest of the day.
~smile's POV~
'You have to be kidding me! All my effort ruined. I just cheered her up and made her feel even the slightest bit welcomed, but playboy Ace couldn't resist stealing a kiss and pissing her off all over again' I rattled on through the halls as it was school over. I was worried and a little uneasy. What if she was in too much of a bad mood and didn't want to talk. Either way, I had to undo what Ace had done.
'That bastard!' I cursed.
I walked over to the front-field of the school, where everyone hanged out in wait of a cab, their parents or the bus. Well, everyone except the RP's, who would still be in the building doing something illegal or indecent.
I spotted her on the stone slab stairs. Her legs crossed and her hands supporting her weight on either side. It seemed like a happy position.....….or so I thought until I approached her and soaked in her real expression. She was mad. I wanted to retreat but I guess I was already close enough for her to feel my presence, she craned her head towards my direction and I smiled awkwardly.
'Um...hi' I waved. She gave a short smile and looked back at the neighbourhood adjacent the school.
I didn't say anything else in order not to annoy her. Instead, I crouched down and sat beside her.
'Sorry about what happened earlier' I said softly.
'You really need to stop apologizing on other people's behalf' she said almost irritated.
'I know'
'Why are you even being nice to me?' she asked coarsely which kinda soured my spirit.
'I don't know. You just looked like you needed a friend' I said looking down at my hands.
'I'm….sorry' she apologized obviously feeling bad.
'It's okay' I insisted even if it wasn't completely. She was being a little mean now.
'Don't worry too much. Ace is usually shameless' I continued changing the subject.
'I don't wanna talk about him' she said, politely this time.
I nodded respecting her decision. I didn't know what else to talk about so we just sat there in awkward silence.
A few minutes after, a carmine hatchback pulled up along the road. A man was in the driver's seat and a woman in the passenger's. The window retracted and a good-looking man probably in his late 30's came into view. A lovely red-headed lady as well in her late 30's tilted her head and grinned. Rage smiled in excitement and straightened herself. I guess those were her parents. She didn't look like them.
'Bye' she waved and hurried on to the car.
'Bye' I waved back. I became uncomfortable as I noticed her parents were staring at me. As in.....thorough examination. They eyed every part of me and inspected my whole being, with just their eyes. The lady then smiled and spoke to rage, before she turned and walked up to me.
'You mind spending the afternoon at my place' she asked carefully.