I've been with the diviners for about a week now. They are an interesting little group with weird personalities and odd quirks. A normal personal might be set off by this, but it only intrigued me more.
Since I fit so awkwardly into society's norm, my devilish powers fit right into the the unique mix of magical powers that of the diviners. It's also super entertaining to mess with them. I absolutely love it when you get a naive Marigold to believe that you've actually been to hell and had tea with the devil.
Other than the daily dose of trickery, I'm for the most part kind. Maybe this is why Rana agreed to let me to be a part of her class.
A mistake on her part.
I tend to be a little chaotic. It's natural for a demon to be naughty at times. It's a lot better than being evil or your stereotypical villain. That's why I take every opportunity handed to me. Especially ones handed to me on a silver platter.
Let me tell you the story of how I permanently got kicked out of class.
You see, the diviners were doing a test and were sitting in silence like good students, while Rana sat at her desk grading papers, taking a sip of coffee occasionally.
I've cheated on every single test I've ever completed so it confused me to see all sixteen students so focused on theirs. How did they get such good grades?
I looked around again. No one was whispering to share answers. No one was peering at the desk beside them. And everyone was scribbling away at their papers. Maybe they had the answers written on their hands?
My thoughts were interrupted by Rana.
"Alby, I need to go refill my coffee. Do you mind being in charge until I get back? It shouldn't take longer then 5 minutes," she said already at the door.
"Can I sit in your chair then?" I said with hushed excitement. I made sure to use my most innocent puppy eyes.
Rana's professional posture softened "Yeah why not," she answered, shutting the door behind her as she left.
I smirked. Smart choice.
I made my way to her chair and flopped down. I breathed in my newfound authority as I then decided to make my new friends even more successful than they already were. I'm nice that way.
I began opening up her desk drawers and rummaging around folders and pencils. Avon, who was sitting in the very front peered at me through his glasses.
"What are you doing?" he asked. This got everyone's attention.
"Nothing," I replied, opening a different drawer.
"Doesn't look like nothing."
"That's because I was lying."
Avon was taken aback as I opened a dark green folder and pulled out the answer key for the test.
"Question number one is b," I stated.
"Hey! You can't-"
"Number two- d," I cut Avon off. Everyone stared at me shocked but still found themselves checking their previous answers from before. I continued to ignore Avon's protests as I went along.
Like I said, being chaotic is in my nature.
This went on for a couple more minutes, before Rana barged into the room, finding me with my feet on top of her desk calling out; "Fourteen- c."
Let's just say that I wasn't trusted by her ever again.
Another week went by with me over exaggerating smiles and giving big waves to Rana passing by, only to be returned with a cold stare.
For some reason, she didn't seem to like me anymore.
I went into class with the intent of getting onto Rana's good side again. I entered and immediately Rana glared at me, completely looking in the opposite direction.
Someone was holding a grudge. Maybe I should give her a lesson on how to forgive and forget.
Class was normal. Rana talked and half of the students listened while others zoned out. I eventually got bored as well and started fidgeting with the deck of cards I had in my pocket. I shuffled them unconsciously, not realizing how loud I was being.
I was snapped back into reality to have Rana looking down at me with pure distaste. She didn't even say anything. She took my cards right out of my hand. Don't you think I at least deserved a warning!? I didn't know I was being disruptive!
She didn't even give them back to me at the end of class! That's technically stolen property! This calls for action. This calls for war.
I may not be evil, but I'm sure as hell petty.
Meaning I went to town and bought ten more decks of cards, stuffing them into my sweater and jean pockets for the next day.
I strutted in the following morning with determination and a goal. I sat down like usual and waited for Rana to begin her lecture.
I pulled out a singular deck of cards about a minute after she started to speak. I purposely started shuffling it as loud as I possibly could, daring her to come and take it away from me.
Her shoulders stiffened and then she turned to face me. She calmly walked up to my desk and snatched the cards out of my hands, placing them on her desk before returning to her teaching. She was doing good at keeping her cool, but that's not entertaining.
I sat there for exactly one minute, watching the clock and then I slowly pulled a second deck of cards out of my pocket. Vane covered his laughs with a cough as I once again began to shuffle them.
She whipped around and this time stomped over to my desk. Her eerie calm was long gone.
She ripped it out of my grasp. "Give me all of the cards you have on you," she demanded.
I feigned resentment, pulling out four decks out of my back jean pockets and two from my front pockets and placing them on the desk. Doing everything within me not to break and laugh in her face. Rana picked them all up and slammed them into her desk drawers.
She gritted between her teeth, trying and failing to pull herself together to teach again. The other students snickered at the sight.
You may have noticed that she had only taken eight decks at this point and I came to school armed with ten. If you think I would stop now you are highly mistaken. Vengeance burns hot in my heart.
I'm very particular and wait precisely another minute. I felt around for the last two decks and removed another one. The diviners either looked at me with plain admiration or one of superior stupidity. And guess what?
I shuffled that too.
"Alby, I swear I'm going to kick you out of this class for good," Rana took my cards and basically thew them into the trash can. "I have never been so disrespected in my entire life!" Her face was flushed red. "Is this the last deck?" she asked, enunciating each word.
"Yes."
She put out a long breath before returning to her place in front of the board.
Now at this moment, the intelligent thing to do would have been stopping while I was ahead. I already got my revenge, after all. I should have been satisfied.
But I'm not. If I'm going to get in trouble, I'm going full out.
Which is why I ever so carefully pulled out the last deck of cards. My classmates couldn't contain themselves any longer and burst into a fit of laughter before I had a chance to shuffle them.
Rana was like a mad woman that belonged in a psycho institution barreling towards me.
"That's it! I don't want to see your face in this class ever again!" She shouted for all of the world to hear. "Get out!"
Vane and Blaze were howling with laughter and Bruce was wheezing, gasping for air. Avon even slipped a smile. All of this together broke any ounce of sanity left in Rana. She cussed at me all the way out the door.
"You're a fuckass little bitch," she seethed, "I wish your dad had worn a condom."
She slammed the door in my face.
I stared at the door a mere two inches from my face. The corners of my mouth twitched. And then I began to smile.
"Totally worth it." I grinned.
There's a special place in hell for demons like me.
A/N—
Okay so Alby hasn't technically been introduced in the book yet, so y'all are probably confused as hell
Long story short: fuckass demon whore
And I mean that in the most endearing way possible because I admire him
Anyways, hope you enjoyed
Chapter by: BlazeDrazon
Dedicated to: avior-etc bc she made Alby's character