Chapter 5 DEVIL’S SON

For the first time in a long time after the death of my stepmother. I slept well without worries. The sun peek its face up over the horizon as I retraced my steps to the school building. The sky is filled with a brilliant beautiful orange scene, completely oblivious to the plight of those below it. For the first time in a long while my eyes begin to appreciate the privileges to see this beautiful scenery.

With the position of the sun and the angle of the school building, the skylight is perfect as I glance towards the window. I can see a reflection of me. A Fair skin complexion, brown eyes, and brown hair. My hair is just the right length although there are strands that seem to be intent on rebelling. I wish I was born with blonde hair colors like mum. Not of my father. I got to school with eyes on me. The air and vibes around me have changed. The scary scum now walks with much authority. The alpha ghost had altered a few of my facial features esp. My eyes. It is not exactly brown nor red. in between. Anyway, today will be my father's last day on earth, and well because of my mother's love for him. I will give him a quick painless death. Lost in the train of thought when the door slide opens.

Slid!

A teacher in a brown shirt and brown pants walks in.

“We have a new student who will be joining us today. Please come in” I turn my face to look as she walks in. The new student catches my eyes stealing a glimpse of her. My heart skipped a bit. Our eyes met. We stare at each other lost in moments before regaining our conscious minds.

Woooow!

She is a beauty, beautiful ocean eyes, black wavy hair neatly swept back behind her head. Thick lips, slender body with my type of breast cup though she can still work on that department. I can appreciate good things but that's all to it. I have no time for love. So I tilt my face looking toward the window. The teacher told her to sit beside me.

"Chai, trouble meets a problem, why did the teacher tell her to sit beside me"

"Hi", I am Bella Anderson, call me Bells for short". She speaks with a nice voice mildly smiling at me. I look at her about to smile when I suddenly remember Marta and then turn my face to the opposite direction ignoring her. Love is like a web. When someone ask or being asked a question about someone's life and relationships. It like shooting a web and more webs you shoot or she shoots. The more the web tangles strong creating a bond and it becomes hard to cut off. I am dazzled by her beauty and suddenly felt something hit my head bouncing to the floor. I turn to look at it. A rough folded piece of paper.

"Hey, class Scum? A familiar voice from behind cuts off my train of thoughts. Kelvin the classes bully. When he calls me like that, it only means he wants me to go on an errand for him or fix is an assignment. Just to show off. I am brilliant, smart when it comes to my academics. What's more painful is that I have to use my money to run his errands. Students are usually afraid of him because of his big muscled size bulging and multiple veins were visible along his arm. He certainly looks scary but I think he had taken a couple of steps past the point in which it was attractive and now it is bordering on freakish distorting his brown school uniform. Sited behind me, He kept tossing squeezed paper at me. He lifts his two legs atop my chair where I sat and he continues to chuckle as he derives great satisfaction mocking and embarrassing me in front of the class. Probably, to impress the new girl how strong he is.

HEY, SHOULD I BREAK HIS LEGS. Marta's voice ranged out in my head. Marta’s voice rang out

"No please Marta his time will come, even though I now understand a little how your power works. I don't want to involve students drawing needless attention to me'.

YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORRY, EJI. I HAVE A WAY TO TAKE CARE OF SCUM LIKE HIM AFTER ALL. I WAS A STUDENT BEFORE MY UNTIMELY DEATH.

“A student? How did you become a Wolf ghost? How old are you exactly?

A TRUE ALPHA DEMON OF THE MOON GODDESS RESURRECTED MY MOTHER AND I WITH HER MAGIC POWERS AFTER OUR UNTIMELY DEATH NEVER MIND, IF YOU THAT INTERESTED TO KNOW ABOUT MY ORIGIN. GO TO KING CREST HIGH SCHOOL AND FIGURE IT OUT YOUR SELF BUT FOR NOW, ALLOW ME TO HANDLE HIM.

"OK, Marta, what’s, the plan?

AM TAKEN OVER YOUR BODY FOR FIVE MINUTES MASTER.

"OK"

Marta took over my body. I was half in control and Marta half in control. Marta begins to catch every piece of squeezed paper throw at me with my hands without looking back at Trevor. My ears could pick the slightest sounds of the paper throw into the air. Trevor became very upset as the class looks at me amazed.

"Hey, scum, you sited with a pretty chick, now you want to prove how manly you are, scum but the good news is scum. A fearful scum is a scum forever. Loverboy" Trevor mocks at me

"hahahahaha", my classmate begins to laugh with their eyes gaze at me. I caught a squeezed paper aim at the back of my head. I squeezed tightly it in annoyance. The new student Bella looks at me with pitiful eyes.

I ignore him still, fondly with my rebellious hair.

"Hey, scum, are you deaf? I just called you. I am talking to you scum!" his voice draws the attention of the class.

Marta takes one look at him eyeballed and holds back a snort. He doesn't like that, not one bit. His cheek flush red and he grows angry at my deliberate rebellion. He attempts to force me up, the class surprised at my new attitude drifted into a silent conversation. As soon as his dark palm makes contact with my bare shoulder cap. I grab his wrist with a swift motion. I bend his arm by force and shove his elbow behind his back. I brandish his face against the table.