The Diary Of My Imminent Doom

Chapter 13

A/N

Hullo, guys! I know it's been a while. But I've had stressful stuff, like homework and United as One coming out. And yes, being the evil person I am, I'm going to make you all wait until the next chapter to find out...well, you'll see what I mean.

I just realized that this story is 82 pages on Word. That's a lot of pages. But anyway, enjoy!

16/9/15

Dear Diary,

I am not having a good day. Ross and Jason didn't know who's side to pick, so Ross stayed with me one day, then swapped with Jason the next. Surprisingly, Nevaeh actually stooped to hanging out with us. She normally stuck with me and whoever was on Gazzy Duty, but sometimes she mixed it up and hung out with Kaci and her follower for the day.

Anyway, it was Wednesday, and it was first period. Science. And guess what? We still had the same groups. So Kaci, Nevaeh, Adrian and I were stuck at a table. Here's how it worked:

I was ignoring Kaci, and Adrian, because, well, Adrian.

Kaci was ignoring me, and also Adrian, because he did laugh at her when she got a concussion at the skateboard park, and is an all around jerk.

Adrian wasn't really talking, because Nevaeh always snapped at him, Kaci always wanted to slap his face off, and I just wanted to punch him in the nose.

Nevaeh, weirdly, was the sort of demented peacemaker. She was only annoyed at Adrian, because he's him. And she isn't exactly Miss Sociality (if that's a word. I think I just invented it. Cool!)

"Hey, Gaz, pass the gloves. I'll get the damn heart, seeing as you lot are too scared," Nevaeh grumbled, and got up to go get the sheep heart. Yes, we were dissecting. Such fun! Now, some of you may think that I would like dissections, but actually, they make me feel sick. I'd been in the position of the heart that Nevaeh was currently holding. Except, well, not dead. But you knew that, because I'm talking to you right now...nevermind.

"What-" Adrian plucked a string with the scalpel. "Is that?"

"Your head if you don't shut up. I'm going to the bathroom. Don't explode anything while I'm gone," Nevaeh said absentmindedly,

"You alright there, Andrew? You seem a bit...pale," Adrian asked slyly, a smirk curving one half of his mouth. Woah! Did you read how descriptive that was, Diary? I'm getting good at this! Maybe that book deals in my reach! Oh, damn, I just spelled reach wrong. Nevermind.

"Shut up," I said, staring at the heart. He picked it up, and examined it.

"This is your kryptonite, Andy? A bloody heart?" He snickered. I swallowed.

"Adrian, shut it," Kaci growled. My head snapped in her direction. Why was she-ah. She had wings, too. She was probably tested as well.

"My, my. Is it the blood? Does that scare you, Kace?" He taunted, shaking his red fingers in her face.

"Bad experience. Drop it, Spittal," she muttered. But he wouldn't let it go.

"Or is it your amazing moral compass, that doesn't think it's right to cut up the poor wittle sheep organs?" She was staring at the ground. I snatched the heart from Adrian, and put it back on the table.

"Are you afraid too, Griffiths?" Kaci's hand snapped out, and I don't know what she did, but in the next second, a fountain of blood was spurting out of the heart. The squirt hit Adrian right in the face, and he stood there in shock while it dripped off his face.

"Oops," she said, smiling sweetly. The room froze, waiting for Adrian's reaction. He wiped a hand over his face, and grinned. Since his head was still covered in blood, though, it looked like he was a potential serial killer. It was scary. Then he reached over the table (with the hand soaked in blood! Creepy, dude!) and picked up the heart, tossing it up and down.

"You're disrespecting it," Kaci said, swallowing.

"Oh, am I? Poor thing. Why don't you hold it for me?" And then he chucked it at her. Kaci, being part bird and having wicked fast reflexes, picked up a glove, caught the heart in it, then wasted no time in throwing it at me. Me, not wanting to be hit by a flying heart, ducked under the table.

"My, Andrew," Adrian tsked, a smirk growing on his mouth. "Well, Kaci? Aren't you gonna tell your boyfriend off for, what, 'disrespecting it?" I felt my face get red. I didn't know if it was because I was angry or embarrassed.

"He's not my boyfriend," Kaci ground out. Because it would be so bad having me as a boyfriend, right?

"Really? I thought the outfit was pretty cute," he sneered at us. I looked over our clothes. I was wearing jeans, and she had denim shorts. We were both wearing blue t shirts. I rubbed my face. Why, Diary?

"Spittal, shut it. We have...bad experiences," Kaci said. I realized I was still ducking, and awkwardly stood up. By now, the whole entire freaking class was staring at us.

"You've already said that, Kace. Woah, you're pale. Too bad. That tan looked pretty nice." He was right. About the paleness, not the tan looking nice. Forget I said anything. But her face was starting to go green.

"Screw your dumb spying. You're my friend. Are you okay?" I asked her. Adrian raised his eyebrows at the spying part.

"School...I was there...the Institute...New York-" she choked out, before stumbling. Nevaeh, who had been weirdly quiet (Nevaeh, quiet! Who woulda thunk it?) and I rushed forward, and caught Kaci right before her eyes closed, and she blacked out.

Now might be a good time to mention the Angel thing. Before you think I'm a jerk for leaving her, I'm not. The girl had given me the choice of meeting her after school today, so I'd taken it. So I was stuck with these idiots for another day. Then, I dunno. It was a swap, which I was certain was a trap. If they played ball, though, I might never come back to this room. This school.

I didn't know if that was good or bad.

I saw Kaci stir from the corner of my eye.

"How're you doing?" I asked her cautiously, edging backwards slightly in case she punched me. Hey, you never know with girls, right? Once, I was waking Max up for watch, and she gave me a concussion.

"Fine. Just...you remember the Institute." It wasn't a question. I nodded gravelly. Hey, that wasn't sarcasm, I swear! I was being serious!

"Well, you know that winged girl you rescued? The one that took all those other mutants?" I nodded again. Where was she going with this? I was missing...English. Forget that, keep talking! I don't wanna do more dumb poetry!

"That was me." Silence. For about a minute. I dunno, I'm not Kronos-

Again with the myth.

Then:

"For real?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yeah. I met Lilly there. And...well, you'll meet her later. After school?" She asked me. I hesitated.

"Well, I actually have someone else to meet-"

"Great. You should get going. I'll be-I'll be fine. Hey, there's two of you!" I thought she was hallucinating, then remembered about my new 'power'. When I looked over my shoulder, there was another me standing there, staring at it's (well, I can't really say my, even though it actually IS me-nevermind) shoes.

"Can you, like, go away? It's kind of a bad time," I asked it. It raised an eyebrow at me.

"Sorry, am I interrupting something?" It asked sarcastically. I scowled at it, and eyed the things in the room.

"If I kill you, do I die too?" I mused. It held up his hands.

"Rude much, Gaz? Besides, it's your power, so you obviously made it be here somehow," Kaci interjected. I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Don't side with my clone! What kind of friend are you?" I asked her incredulously.

"An awesome one?" Me 2 suggested. I looked at it.

"Abracadabra, be gone!" I yelled. Nothing happened.

"Bibbily bobbily boo!" Still no luck.

"Kazam!" He was still there. Then I thought of something.

"Hey, Me 2. Do you like poetry?" I asked. Kaci facepalmed beside me.

"Are you serious?" She asked in disbelief.

"Like, Shakespeare 'n stuff?" It asked. "Uh, sure?"

"Brilliant! Go to room twenty five and sit beside the guy with blonde hair, okay? But the one with the lighter hair, and it's real messy. Don't sit next to Peyton on accident," I warned.

"Right. Um, what's his name?" It asked. It sounded kinda British. Which was weird. Me with a British accent.

"Ross Taylor. There should be a brunette guy there, too. Tell them Kaci's in the sick bay."

"Okay. Well, um, see you later." He said awkwardly, and headed out of the room.

"You're evil," Kaci observed.

"I try," I replied simply.

"You realize people will know somethings weird, right?"

"Yeah. But most of this school's crazy anyway, so it's not like it'll be that bad," I said smartly. Is that a word? I'm not sure. It is now.

"Right. Well, do you just wanna leave, then? You can meet the fifth member of my flock," Kaci suggested. I shrugged.

"May as well, I guess. Who needs poetry, anyway?"

"Okay. She'll probably still be in class-"

"She goes to this school?" I interrupted. She sighed in exasperation.

"Yeah."

"So...I've been going to this school, and so has she, and I haven't noticed her?" I asked incredulously.

"You don't actually know what she looks like, so you couldn't really know anyway-"

"Let's go, I wanna meet her," I said, and walked out of the room. I took about five steps before I stopped. Wait. I didn't know where we were going. I turned back, and saw Kaci standing in front of me, her arms crossed.

"Hey, um, ladies first?" I said sheepishly, gesturing in front of me.

"Sure, Gasman. Sure." With that, she took of down the hall. Holy crud, how was she walking so fast? I jogged to catch up with her.

"How do you walk so fast?" I asked her.

"You live with David long enough, you pick it up pretty fast," she replied, smiling. So that's why Iggy had started to walk faster! Plus, he was already really tall and had super long legs. He could be like Usain Bolt! The Usain Bolt of mutant freaks. It has a nice ring to it, don't you think?

"Gazzy, hurry up! She'll literally be right outside," Kaci called.

"How d'you know?" I asked curiously. Kaci grinned, and I was actually scared because she looked really evil and creepy.

"Because. She can read minds."

And that's that! You'll meet 'her' next chapter. Which I've already started, for once.

Until next time:

HV