Two families
The son of one
The daughter of the other
One, the dark prince of the world in which they live
The other, the queen in a world that is entirely her own
He is seen and worshipped by all who meet him
She is invisible and lives in the...
"Stop." I whisper to the annoying person who's pencil is continuously pressing into my head.
I don't feel it for a minute and carry on listening to the professor leading the classroom.
Then it comes again.
"Giuro di-" I grab the pencil out of Angel's hand and place it onto my side of the desk.
"Tut, tut. You're no fun."
"I'm trying to listen, which you should be doing too."
"But that's boring. Besides, when am I ever going to use any of this useless information? I'm not gonna be a scientist or anything of the sort. I don't need this."
"You picked this class."
"And what?"
"Oh my god."
"You think I'm your God? Well, Princess, I'm flattered."
"Per favore, uccidimi adesso." I drop my head into my hands.
"Can you not do that? You and Lucas, both of you. I don't know what you're saying when you speak Italian. I wanna know what you're saying."
"No, you really don't."
"Oh? Is it something dirty?"
"Wh... no. Oh my god." I whisper yell. "Just shush and pay attention."
"Fine." He huffs and finally faces the front from our seats at the back of the classroom.
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"All right, that is all for today. Your homework is to look over the curriculum for this semester and go over what we have done today. I'll see you all tomorrow."
Packing away my things, I turn to Angel.
"What is it now?"
"Now, we have a break and then a free after that."
"A free? On the first day?"
"Yup. We get em quite often, actually."
"And we have it at the same time?"
"Mhm. Well, not everyone obviously but luckily we all do."
"And we all is..."
"Me, you, Gio and grumpy boy."
"Right." I stand and shoulder my bag but of course it doesn't stay there for long as Mr Let Me takes it from me and carries it himself.
"Are we waiting again?"
"Yeah."
"So, do you guys actually not hang out with anyone else because of what you say or is it because if you did, people would realise just how weird you really are?"
