Wings of Fire As Humans

[6] Scared Little Mice

^Moon^

The first thing I saw when I walked into Economy Class was Deathbringer with his hands shoved into his pockets. He was talking to Glory, who looked annoyed, until she saw me.

"Hey," she called to me. "Come get your good-for-nothing brother. He's been flirting with me all morning and it's exhausting. How do you put up with him every day?"

"Good question," I answered. "I don't." I turned to my idiot brother. "Yo Deathbringer," I said, "Mom's in the main office. You forgot your lunch."

"Really?" he asked but didn't even wait for me to answer because he was already walking out of the classroom. The things he does for food.

"There," I said. "Gone."

"That easily? I thought it would be slightly harder to do than that."

"Well... you knowww he's sorta low-minded when it comes to specific things such as food," I said. "And meeting people," I also muttered.

"Class, class," Blaze shushed. "Settle down. I know we're going to be having a new student but no need to yell for it. Raise your hand, please, if you already started the project."

Everyone raised their hand.

Not me, though.

Or Qibli.

Or Winter.

Or Turtle.

Or Kinka-whatever.

Ms. Blaze sighed dramatically. I mimicked her sigh and said, "I know, right? Some responsible children they are!"

"Moon," Blaze hissed. "What did I say about you working with Kinkajou?"

"You asked if I mind and I said yeah," I pointed out.

"Moon you will be working with her or you get an automatic F!"

"Well F you!" I snapped.

"Go to the office right this instance!"

"What do you want from me?!" I cried as I sank into my chair. "I'm only human." But thanks to mother nature and her despicable timing because right then and there, the new kid came in. Suddenly, everyone—including the teacher—forgot about me.

Score!

"Hi, hey," he quickly said. "Sorry I'm late. I was lost."

"No problemo," Blaze quickly said, taking his hand in hers. Please don't tell me a forty year-old teacher is flirting with a teenager.

Okay, but I see why.

He's, like, perfect. Prince Charming. Like Beauty and the Beast, and, keep in mind, I'm the beast.

But of course all he views me is probably the way he views all the many girls simping over him. I sank deeper into my seat.

"You think he's hot?"

I turned my head in the direction of a boy—Umber, I think.

"What are you, gay?"

"Yeah."

I raised my eyebrows and turned away. "Yeah, of course I think he's hot. Everyone already does."

"Not the new kid," he whispered. "Qibli. You guys are friends, right? You don't have feelings for him, right?"

"Everyone please meet Ash..." Blaze started but I wasn't listening. I turned around to face Umber.

"You think Qibli's hot?" I asked. Humans really are hilarious. But then again...