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Jarrob spoke quietly to open his locker. He had no intention of memorizing the code. Seriously, what was the use? After all, his powers made it sooo much easier. Grabbing a random binder from his locker, he turned down the hall to advanced science. It had always been his best - and favorite - subject.

Just as he reached the doorway of Mr. Drew's science lab, Jarrob keeled over as though something had forced him downwards. His stomach was churning with some foreign force, something that felt... Good. Sliding onto the floor he clutched his stomach, growing slowly accustomed to the feeling. He had never been near one before, so he wasn't used to it. But there was no mistakening it. An angel was present, nearby, and they knew he was here.

A middle aged man was looking at him. "You alright? Maybe you should go see the nurse." Jarrob bit his lip and nodded. He allowed Mr. Drew to lead him into the lab and hand him a hall pass. Jarrob was sure to play his part, clutching his stomach with false pain. He dashed out of the room a little too quickly, but he didn't think anyone noticed. Of course, Jarrob had no intention of going to the nurse, but he wanted to find the angel before it found him. Because if it found him first, well, he'd be doomed.