The First One

Chapter 4

I checked my schedule again. It said I was supposed to be in study hall right now, but as I checked the room I was supposed to be in, I noticed it was empty. The bell rang and I was late, but the class should be here. Did they change it on me? Great, just great. God I hate school.

"Its in the library with Mrs. Wellman." a familiar voice said. I spun around to see Amanda beaming at me. She looked gorgeous as always and her beauty was still able to take my breath away. She caught me staring like always and winked at me. "Come on." she grabbed my hand and walked with me to the library.

Of course it was full of books, but this place was different. Normally school libraries had boring books that were only used for school reports and such, but this place was amazing. I found every copy of Stephen King and J.K Rowling. There was a whole section full of thrillers and mysteries while other rows were stocked with Nicholas Sparks. He was a good writer I just didn't read many love stories, I was more into a blood bath and war. And look right over there in row five. I saw books of war mysteries and history. I think I might be in heaven.

Ok this school didn't totally suck.

Amanda took me over to where some of her friends were. She sat in the seat next to a guy I recognized as Kyle while I was stuck staring at the empty seat next to Blake. I mean I might as well have guessed it because there was no way I could ever get my way for one day.

I sat in it grumpily, but it made my mood worse to know that Blake didn't like to sit next to me either. It was clawing at my heart, but like I could say anything, besides it was my fault. I made a rude comment to her and now I was feeling the wrath of a simple human girl.

"Guys this is Logan." Amanda said simply. Everyone at the table looked up, including Blake. I tired to avoid her stare, but I found myself staring in her beautiful crystal blue eyes. I smiled and she looked away quickly, her face flushed. I could tell what was going through her mind. She probably thought I was bi polar. I wouldn't be surprised if I was.

"I'm Kyle." the blonde next to Amanda took my hand and shook it.

"Jeremy." the other blonde spoke. I looked at him to find a hostile glare in his eyes. His eyes would dart between Blake and me and I couldn't help but smile in return.

The two girls I saw in Star Bucks said their names as well: Tiffany and Jenna.

The kid with black hair was Erik so I wondered why she was holding Kyle's hand. After a moment of thought I didn't care anymore.

"I'm Joe and this is my brother Aaron." I nodded at the brown hair boy who looked like a football player as well. The other one had big muscles to match as well, but it was the features that these boys had that caught me off guard. They reminded me of my brothers.

"I'm Blake." a soft voice came from beside me. I saw her blue eyes looking at me with a sudden weariness that frightened me. Was I that scary? As I looked at everyone I could see that I intimidated all of these people, even the guys.

"Nice to meet you, Blake." I said calmly, trying not to show the affection I was growing towards her, even though I wouldn't admit it. She seemed shocked by my nice answer. She blinked and looked back at her papers. I sighed. I might have just ruined everything.

"So now that we got all of that in order." Amanda smiled at me. "Did you hear about…" she went on into some gossip about what she was wearing or who that guy thought he was, or even who the sexiest guy was in the school.

"I think Logan fits into that." Jenna said lustfully. Did she really just say that?

Blake snorted. "Yeah, he'll fit into that when I go bald." her laugh was followed by Jeremy, who couldn't stop watching me like I was about to throw a bomb of some sort.

I smiled wistfully as the discussion went back into full throttle.

"Did you see Justin today in English second period? I mean talk about a dork." Aaron snickered, giving Joe a high five, again reminding me of my brothers. For some reason I had the urge to go and ask Darius for forgiveness, but it wasn't my place. Besides the urge came and went and I was stuck listening to them talk about Justin Young, the boy I actually became friends with.

"He started laughing at a joke he made while nobody else got it. I think it was something about Star Wars." now Kyle and Jeremy were listening intently. Even I was getting wrapped up in it.

"He was always a nobody when it came to this school. Remember when he asked out Blake and Jeremy gave him a nose bleed?" Kyle chortled and pounded on Jeremy's shoulder. "Good times man, good times."

"Shut up." I said, glaring at Kyle.

He blinked. "What did you say to me?"

"I said shut up, moron. Or do I need to spell it out for you?" I scowled at each of them, including Amanda. "You think its funny to make fun of him? It's people like you guys that make high school a living hell." I pushed myself away from the table. I looked at each of them, hoping fear entered into everyone of their nerves.

Jeremy grabbed my arm.

"Let go." I warned.

Jeremy smirked. "You think you can talk to us like that, pal? Well you got another thing coming." I saw him arm wind up to throw a punch. I quickly twisted his arm around and if I pulled it more it would have broke. "Ouch! Let go!" he whimpered, cursing with every breath.

I let go.

Jeremy dropped to the ground and his other friends got up, ready to come at me. I smiled, also ready to take them on. They had no idea who they were dealing with.

"Jeremy, stop them." I heard Blake say, trying to grab his attention. It was those few words that made me shut down. I knew she wasn't worried about me, but her so called friends she hung around with.

"What ever." I walked away quickly and jogged into the hallway. I went upstairs to grab my lunch money, almost hoping Kyle and Joe would come around the corner asking for my lunch money. Of course that was old school, but I would still be able to have a laugh as I slammed their faces into the wall.

The bell rang five minutes later and I found myself just leaning against my locker, watching other kids scramble for their lunch. I almost left this school and just left this town, but if it weren't for Blake I would have and hour ago. Or maybe it was just Justin, but I knew I was lying to myself.

The group passed me without a glance, but I knew that they knew I was there. Blake looked at me quickly, but her eyes darted away as they met mine again. She grabbed Jeremy's hand swiftly and began to tow him along to her locker.

How I wished I could follow her.

I walked down the hallway and made my way into the line for lunch. I grabbed a slice of pizza and walked into the large cafeteria hall. And when I say large I do mean it. The room was full of circular tables full of kids already munching on food. I could see each clique as I passed every table. The jocks, the pretties, the nerds, the preps, the emos, the Goths (and there is a difference between Goths and emo's), but I saw no popular group. Mostly you could recognize them by the way people look at them, but there were no wandering eyes that wished they belonged to "that" group.

That is until Blake and her friends waltzed in. I saw everyone look up and watch with wonder as they took their seats at an empty table, each ignoring the people they passed. So they were the top dogs around here, though it didn't surprise me. How cliché that the football star was dating a pretty, rich girl.

It made me smile that I just pissed most of them off. Well at least I thought I did until Amanda waved me over.

"What the hell are you thinking?" Kyle whispered to Amanda, who elbowed him in the ribs, silencing him.

"Hey." she smiled.

"Hey, Amanda." I replied taking a seat next to her. That Erik kid was giving me a look that meant back off, but I knew he wouldn't enforce it after what he saw a few minutes earlier.

"Do you two know each other?" Kyle asked, clearly seeing the chemistry between us.

"Old friends." I winked at her this time. She smiled at took a bite of her food and forced it down. We both laughed at our revulsion for the food.

We sat in silence for a little bit, just eating. Well the others were eating, but Amanda and I barely touched our food. We made our own little silent agreement that we would go out for dinner later. Its been a while since she's flown with me, I might have to remind her what it was like.

A finger snapped in front of me.

"Huh? What?"

Jeremy grimaced. "I asked you where you were from?" clearly he was doing this for a conversation starter because I knew he already hated my guts. When I looked around they all had their eyes on me, well everyone but Blake, who looked like she could care less.

"Italy. I moved here after my parents died." that caught their attention. When me and Amanda looked at each other she didn't say a word. We had to stick up for each other in this world. If one is found out, then the rest are going to be found as well.

"I'm sorry." Tiffany said, sounding not so sorry at all. "I have shoulder to cry on if you need it." she smiled seductively.

"No thanks, Tiffany." I said a little too fast. She frowned and looked at a smiling Jenna. Too bad they didn't know what would happen if I actually got involved with them or if their necks got too close to my teeth.

Blake just sat there and watched the girls try to flirt with me, with just our right disgust. Like she didn't know why they would even try. Like I wasn't good enough for any of them. I knew I wasn't good enough for her, but hell, I didn't want her anyway. I was a loner for life, something I understood after I left Amanda.

At that moment Aaron sliced his finger open with a knife and muttered "Shoot" without realized the danger he just put himself in. I grabbed the seat of my chair and flung my leg out to hit Amanda. Her head snapped at me and I knew she was holding her breath.

A disaster was avoided, but for how long? Will the next time be worse? What if I couldn't hold her back or she couldn't restrain me. I was stronger than her after all.

I shoved away from the chair and walked briskly out of the cafeteria. I had to get away. As soon as I slammed open the door of the lobby and was well hidden by trees, I snapped my wings out and began my ascent. Boy did that little sentence sound religious.

I flew hard and fast, hoping top get away from this place, to get away from Blake. Why I was so obsessed with her I had no clue, but that was another lie I kept telling myself, for now I knew it was true.

And whether I liked it or not-and trust me I could have lived my whole life without it-but I was in love with Blake Winters.

And boy did it suck to know she hated my guts.