Angel Blood-Rose's Story

"He doesn't believe we might be in the same year... understandable, but that was quite straightforward. I might as well be months older than you. Maybe even a year your senior, never mind the height and appearance." Abigail thought and crossed her arms. "Should I stop wearing twin tails? Nah, I kinda look like Penny from Inspector Gadget this way. I'll keep them. Yep. At least he didn't think I ran away or anything,"

Abigail noticed that the tissue was still in her nose, despite the end of her nose bleeding, so she quickly took it off.

"So you're in the same year as her..." she spoke before her eyes widened in shock.
"Oh no... What's going on here?" her voice trembled, as she was watching the girls gaining up on Angel.

Abigail was too afraid to do anything. Transforming might get her in trouble with teachers, going to the rescue as a human would end up with the three girls bullying both of them. She felt a bit ashamed of her fear of saving the girl who gave her a tissue.
"In the middle of an event? Where actual teachers and the principal are here? Does this happen often in this school? What now?" Abby asked Tazuki.

"Now I beleve that I'm not in the same year as her..."Tazuki replied before he noticed what was going on. There were three girls picking on Angel, he had no idea why they were picking on her, and it seemed that one of them pushed her. This bullying was also taking place in an event where everyone was supposed to have fun and have a nice laugh, they must have a real grudge on her to do something like that in public.

"Well now...I'm not the one who would use force to do anything, but someone has to help her. Besides, if they are this bold to push a lady in public, there is no telling what else they may do. I will go help her, you can help too if you want or go find a teacher to break this up." Tazuki Responded to Abigail's question before walking to the group with a calm expression.

"Greetings fellow classmates!" He called at the group, "My name is Tazuki Kaito, and I am a student who noticed that you three are picking on that young lady over there. I would like to ask you kindly to stop picking on her, especially during a event like this." He then smiled at the group. At the very least in the worst case scenario, he would be their target instead but at least he can buy some time for an adult to arrive, or some help from the large crowd of students.

Abigail started breathing heavily, as her eyes were moving around rapidly.
"Teacher... A teacher! Where should I find a teacher?" she mumbled to herself with both of her hands on her head.
The girl stared walking in a direction, not knowing what happened there. She didn't know if someone else interfered, or all of the witnesses left it on Tazuki.
"I might lose time if I look behind. Must find an adult right now!" she thought. "Both of you, hang in there!"

Abigal's face lit at the sigh of what seemed to be an adult, hopefully a teacher.
"Excuse me!" she approached the middle-aged man. "Please, come with me!" she grabbed him by the hand.
"What is going on here?" he asked.
"Please, come!"
"First, tell me what is going on here!"
"It's very urgent, there is no time! Please, come!"
"Stop pulling my arm and tell me everything!"

In her panic Abby tried to explain everything, but it was barely understandable.
"In other words?" the man asked impatiently.
"There is a fiiiiiiiight!" Abby almost yelled in her panic, as her trembling arm was extended at the direction she came from, pointing at it with a finger. Then both of them headed to the place of the fight.

Trixie rolled her eyes and completely blanked Tazuki considering her rude attitude. "You really are a pest. I know that you're the one that caused all of the accidents over the years. I saw you every single time, you're always there after the scene has happened. You should return to where you belong before someone does get hurt or in fact killed. You can't be protected by the teachers and the principal forever", the witch laughed. Angel stood there with her fists clenched, looking down onto the floor refusing to show her true emotion. But suddenly, Angel smirked looking back up at the Witch, her eyes glowing bright red. "Do you mean by your grave?" Her voice echoed in a velvet yet ice cold tone.

This caused the older girl and her friends to flinched, their scared eyes locked into Angel's blood red ones. "H-how dare you disrespect your senior! I can't wait to leave this place and never see you again!" Tricks shouted in disgust. Angel was about to add another comeback but her eyes suddenly stopped it's bright glow, becoming dull and gloomy. She became unsteady on her feet, weak and started to cough again, her pale skin even more pale. "Why is that thing always sick?" Trixie growled under her breath.

Tazuki scratched his head as he ws completely ignored, it seemed like they were more focused on the girl in front of them then some stranger trying to stop this bullying. But as he thought of another way to stop this, he caught interest in something the witch had said, "I know you're the one that caused all of the accidents over the years. I saw you every single time, you're always there after the scene has happened." he had heard of the strange incidents at this school but didint want to take a risk in investigating it.

What surprised him was Angels reply to the three after they had told her go back to where you belong, "you mean by your grave?" It sounded like a threat and it appeared that she was going to fight back against the bullies, but then she began to cough and turn more pale which looked like she had gotten realy sick. He thought after her threat, the three would take this oppurtunity to "kick her while she was down," and decided to step in-between the two parties before speaking, "I belive this is enough you three, so I ask you to leave her alone for the time being until a teacher arrives." He spoke with relative calmness.

"Young lady, I hope you're telling me the truth!" the man said while following Abigail.

Soon both of them reached the place of the conflict.
Abigail's face lit up at the sight of Tazuki standing between Angel and her bullies.
"Great job, Tazuki!" she thought in admiration before her smile got erased.
"Is she alright?" the blonde asked.
"What in the world is going on here?" The man asked. "Angel Blood-Rose! What is it this time?"

The three girl's this time listened to him and all left, fed up by the white haired girl. Angel felt grateful that the girls were finally gone but her sickness affected her too much. "T-the statue..." Angel mumbled, her eyes widened though still dull. Just at that moment, the giant statue on top of the staircase cracked loudly. It then fell to the ground startling the party members in the ballroom. Angel looked at the fallen object with the look of regret and failure, realising that her warning was too late. She collapsed to her knees, shaking however began to regain herself, taking out a necklace with a strange leaf pendant attached and held it close. The necklace glowed and helped fully regained Angel, back to her emotionless self. Her true feelings locked away. She wiped her blood red lips to wipe of her own blood yet used her spare handkerchief to wipe that off and hid the material away.

As the three girls walked away, Tazuki noticed the man with Abigail next to him. He waved at the two, "some girls were bullying her, she then caught a nasty cold and I thought she was in danger so I stepped in to stop them before it escalated any further, also I think the girls went---. Before he could finished explaining he was startled by a loud crashing noise and looked in its general direction.

He looked at the staircase and at the top of it, there was a statue on the ground and it was not clear if someone was injured or not. At that point he decided to rest for now and let the teachers do the rest of the work, "they went that way and one of them is called Trixie." He then pointed in the diction he saw them go before waving back at them and left for the table with the drinks and food.

Abigail shrieked once the statue cracked and fell violently. How come it fell? What if someone was injured?
"Looks like the fight isn't the problem for now. You go somewhere, me and the other working staff will look for injured people." the man told Abby.
"Ok..." she replied in a slightly high pitched voice. Her brain was screaming and trying to realize how come he seemed so calm about this.
"Is all of this something normal around here?" she thought as she was frozen in place. "Okay. I'm done for now. I'm done. I need to go outside for a while... again."

Abby slowly walked outside with a stiff body posture, her shocked eyes rarely blinked.
"I musn't tell my parents about this. No harm done. Everything's fine," she thought and bent herself against a tree that wasn't far away from the tree Billy climbed on earlier.
"No harm done? I really hope so... I ran out too fast to know..."

Seeing so many things happen all at once, Angel remained quiet, secretly worried on making things worse. Seeing that a teacher has arrived to question about her and Trixe's group then the fallen statue. Luckily, no one was around the statue to get hurt. Angel sigh, thinking that she needs to get her emotions in check. So when no one is looking, Angel escaped to outside where her favourite garden is to take things off of her mind. Hopefully nothing more chaotic would happen.

Tazuki was eating at the buffet table and was enjoying the food which mainly consisted of regular fish sushi, shrimp cocktail, a peice of steak, and rice with a cup of juice at hand. He then noticed that one of the students was packing his plate full of meat, and by the time he was leaving his plate looked like a mini-hill. He curiously raised one eyebrow and wondered how one person could eat all that meat, nevertheless he was tired from everything that has happened tonight and wanted to enjoy the food for a bit longer.

Monday has arrived as Angel awoke from her bed in her dorm. She looked at the time to see that it was exactly 7am and looked around her room. She did not have a roommate however she did not mind. The white haired girl did her morning stretches then started getting ready for the day. She got changed into her normal entire which is her blue and white silk shirt, black shorts, white knee high socks and her shiny black pumps. Walking to the bathroom, Angel brushed her pearl white teeth and brushed her bed hair. It took ten minute to brush her long thick hair but she managed to take it in the end. Lastly, Angel put on her signature bow and her favourite cross necklace as well apply her favourite rose perfume. Looking at the time it was 7:45am. Breakfast ended at 8am while school starts at 8:30am. Picking up a current book that the quiet girl was reading, she left her dorm. Went to the nurse office for her daily medication and started walking to the dining hall.

Two people. Abby met two people at the ball. Sure, she did encounter many faces in several fiascos, but she found out the names of only two. One of them however was quite famous at the school and Abigail didn't introduce to her properly, so this made one person. It didn't look good so far, but instead of drowning in self blaming, the girl determined herself to be braver.
"Now I'll continue. I'll find a table with people and sit with them. Nothing bad will happen. If I find Tazuki or Angel there, it will be a bit easier, though," she thought and touched her silver pendant with the "Avengers" logo.
"Stella, you'll be proud of me when I make close friends by myself." Abby mumbled to herself and took her breakfast.

A swarthy girl in a track suit brushed by Angel in her rush to the dining hall, sparing a glance over her shoulder once she'd passed. She was just a little sweaty and smelled earthy, athletic form propelling her at a good pace through the halls that felt like a casual jog to her. She didn't look like the type that got very good grades but she could probably take on the boys in sports.

After she'd allowed herself to look at Angel just a fraction too long she dodged through a crowd of slower students and with a bark of annoyance continued on to the dining hall. A morning run was always great but there was no resisting the allure of meal time on the campus. She'd have to stuff her face quickly and book it back to her dorm to shower and change. Every instinct in her cried out for a shower if only to reduce the likelihood that something bigger might catch her scent.

Soon she was seated at a table, head down to avoid conversations, and shoveling food into her mouth.

"Today is going to be a great day!" A teen with a outfit that stood out from everyone called out. He walked with the large crowd of students heading for his first destination, the home room he was assigned to. After finding his home room he slipped away from the crowd unnoticed and looked around for anyone inside the room before going to work once the coast was clear.

He placed his back-pack on the floor and opened it up, then he began to stir inside it until he found what he was looking for. He pulled out a whoopee cushion which he had colored to match the schools chairs and filled it full of air before placing it on one of the empty chairs, the seating chart may be different so he did not know who was sitting on what chair and decided to go with his gut.

He then pulled out his next devious item, a small ball of white chalk that was ready to turn to fine white dust if it fell from any hight. He placed it on top of one of the doors leading to the hallway making it so that the first person who entered would be the one to brave the chalk storm. After setting up his two traps, he grabbed his back-pack, slipped from the other door and slinked into the hallway unnoticed.

Angel walked into the dining room, grabbed the morning special pancakes and as well a cup of English Breakfast tea. Afterwards she sat down by a table at the back of the room to not cause any attention. She thought about the girl that only brushed passed her a minute ago, which she did know was there before hand but chose to not show or mention it. Her strong sense of smell and hearing easily detected her before Angel prepared to keep her balance in case she was knocked over. Luckily she didn't fall but she couldn't blame the older girl knowing that she was in a rush. Letting out a sigh from her long held breath, Angel continued to eat while reading her book the leaving to her homeroom for her first official class of the school year. Introduction to other students. "Great..." She mumbled sarcastically, almost reaching the door to her classroom. But had a troubled feeling about entering.

So far Abigail was doing worse than she did at the ball. She couldn't bring herself to sit with another person at the cafeteria.
"Pull yourself together. You're not a baby. You'll be an adult in less than a year. You can talk to people by yourself." she thought in a determined face and walked to the hallways. She smiled at the sight of a face she knew.
"Hi, Tazuki. Remember me? I brought the teacher when you stood up for Angel. Nice to see you here," she said and walked to Jeong.
"My name is Abigail Levitz. I'm new at this school. Nice to meet you!" she spoke and raised her arm for a handshake.

Abby looked a bit stiff, but as calm as possible. Her mind however blew confetti and a bottle of champagne at the successful introduction. She didn't mix any words, nor did she stutter. All she had to do was to wait for a reply.
"That face seems familliar, though. Why do I have the bitter feeling I'll get embarrassed any second?" the blonde thought.

Angel entered her homeroom, noticing that the door from the other end had a trap on it. She gave a sigh of relief to not be that victim and sat down on the back seat next to the window. She opened her book and read for a bit to pass the time. Occasionally, she would tuck a strand of hair behind her ear to prevent it getting in the way of her sight. Carefully reading the words on each page, Angel was entranced into the world that the story placed. Feeling that moment of freedom instead of being here at the Academy.

With a small nod Jeong headed to the cafeteria with his two acquaintances.

“This is my first year here,” he said quietly along the way.

He was not a very big eater but the smell of steamy fluffy pancakes made his stomach grumble as they entered the cafeteria. The cafeteria hall was full of people casually hanging about. The line for the cafeteria was long but not so long that they could not bother to wait. The cafeteria was a fairly large room with a ceiling as high as the grand hall that held the welcoming ceremony.

As he waited in line, he noticed amongst all the students in the cafeteria a particularly familiar female gobbling down food like it was her last meal. On one of the long metal benches was, he recalled, Billy Blackfeather and her elaborate feathered hair-do.

Jeong had thought about waving to her but felt as if yesterday’s conversation might have made him look a bit intruding. ‘She probably hates me…’ he thought casting his orb like eyes forward."Why did you all come to this school?"the short boy turned his attentions back to Abigail and Tazuki.

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Sunlight scratched through the curtains landing on the groggy face of a dreaming male, licking him to wake up. His body tangled with blankets in a pretzel shifted trying to block out the eager sun. Mind exhausted after yesterday’s festivities of the abundance of food and dancing. His peaceful face was like that of an innocent child, no one would want to wake him up from his beauty slumber.

Sadly, life was not one to wait.

Bzzzzztt!!!

Eyes snapping open at the littlest bit of sound revealed salamander eyes. His mouth opened generously for a lazy yawn. What time was it exactly? Blinking he rubbed his eyes looking towards the alarm clock. Shoot a dragon in the arse!

Scurrying to his feet, the red headed male was wide awake with energy now, flurrying into chaos with putting on clothes to taking a shower. He was gonna be late-late-late- or so he thought but the male had failed to remember that he had set his alarm clock an hour forward. As he bursted out of his room and down the hallway like a berserk pony he failed to notice the number of students in the hall way and the enormous amount past the cafeteria.

Then he saw his homeroom, the door was open and he was home free! His feet slid to the side as he turned to the door, if one looked hard enough they could see a bit of a scuff mark the male would have made on the floor with his shoes. Walking in, he felt something pop on to his head.

His vision went white and his face felt dry. Shaking his head he let loose a flurry of dusty snow inquisitively. A small sound caught his attention and he found a small piece of chalk on the ground, the ultimate culprit for his now partially white hair. He picked it up off of the ground. There were a couple of chuckles from a few students in the classroom but there were not a lot of them to his surprise.

Forgetting about the chalk he realized what he did, with his hand to his face he laughed a bit finally remembering that he had set the clock an hour faster. The red haired-partially white sat down in his regular seat by the window near one of his actually white haired classmates.

“Hey Angel. Whatchya up to?” he asked with a lopsided grin as he tilted his head back at the girl behind me.

While reading, her own world bringing her peace. It was spoilt by the sound of someone rushing in and set the trap off. Laughs were heard and the sound of the said person taking a seat near Angel. Not too long after that, Angel was asked a question from a person that she recognised. "Reading a book while I wait for the teacher to arrive", she answered in a small voice, only looking at him for a second before reading more of her book. Once again she had to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear as she tried to read the page.