Beneath the Wings

Chapter 2

"-leste!"

"Celeste!" A familiar voice yelled, waking me up. I sat up, a hand on my forehead. I was in the Nurse's Office with Mr. Stevenson, Chase, and Daniel. Chase had been yelling my name.

"What'd'ya want? Can't you see I'm trying to take a nap? And why am I here anyways?" I asked.

"...You don't remember?" asked Chase.

"Remember what, you dumba---" Then it hit me. I had slipped in a pool of blood. Then someone---no, something had tried to kill me. I felt dizzy  and Chase tried to help me, but I smacked him away.

"Don't touch me." I said, sending him a death glare. Mr. Stevenson cut in.

"Well, I suppose it's time we tell you, Celeste," he said, sighing."You're not a human. No---you're the decendant of an angel." I stared Mr. Stevenson down.

"Bull sh*t." I stated and shrugged.

"I'm serious. Do you remember that thing which attacked you in the hallway? That was a demon. It wanted to take all of your energy and destroy you." He nodded as he was saying this and I almost started laughing. This was all just a joke, right? Where were the cameras? It got harder and harder to supress my giggles.

"Okay, and suppose this were  true, why would a demon attack me?" I asked, making it seem as if my teacher was an idiot. I looked at the two boys as if to share a joke, but they seemed dead serious like Mr. Stevenson. I shrugged it off.

"Because you're a healer. Healers only reappear every 500 years, they're very rare. With you on the side of the angels, you pose a large threat. You can heal the warriors, and only you. If they take away your energy, or power, they can use it for themselves and get rid of you. Then they have the advantage and can destroy the angels." He said and I scoffed.

"Then who are these warriors? And why should these two know about it?" I gestured at Daniel and Chase. "They can't be healers if I'm so rare, now can they?" I said, forming it more like a statement even though it was technically a question.

"No, they're warriors. Each warrior pairs up with one healer," He said and winced, sudden sadness in his eyes. "These two will share a bond and..." He stopped.

"And what, Mr. Stevenson?" I asked, my attitude spiking up a bit. This was getting old fast.

"Most likely fall in love." He finished.

NO.

NO NO NO.

ABSOLUTELY NOT.

I jumped out of the bed, grabbing my bag and speed-walking out of there.

"There's no way in hell I'm falling for this joke." I stated and Chase grabbed my arm.

"Hey! Wai---" A spark shot through me as his hand touched me.

"OUCH!" I exclaimed, his eyes widening.

"Erm...."

"I've had enough." I turned on my heel and left, leaving them in my dust as I left for home.

Aaliyah's POV:

I looked around the parking lot. Celeste and I were having another sleep over today, and I needed to take her home. She hadn't shown up all day either, which was a bad sign....

Suddenly, she burst out the school doors, looking a little (actually, a lot) pissed off.

"Is something wro----" I was about to ask when she interrupted me.

"No, haha, let's just go to your house, okay?" She said with a smile and we got in my car.

"Hey...where were you all day?" I asked curiously. Her smile faultered and she looked a bit nervous.