It hurt at first to get up and move around, but I eventually got used to the stinging sensation in my stomach.
They told me all the homework and tests I missed while I was out won't have to be made up. That was at least helpful.
Robin and I walked to class with me as normal and we took our seats as the bell rang.
"Alright, pop quiz.", said Royce.
"Ha ha", I said turning around to face Robin, "I don't have to take that."
Then I turned back around to find the test, on my desk.
"What? I haven't been here for the last week?", I said handing the test back.
"I don't care, you're taking it. Have fun!", Royce said handing it back and laughing. She really does enjoy people's suffering, "Oh and don't forget this."
She took my wrist and locked a slim looking bracelet in it.
"What's this?", I asked tugging at the bracelet, but it wasn't coming off?
"A power limitation bracelet. To keep the answers to the test in my head along.", wow really? Royce really thinks I'll cheat to get answers? Very tempting yes, but I would never do that? I've never even tried to read other peoples mind?
I just looked up at her, watching her walk away. I looked back down at my test and thought about ripping it up.
First question:
When did sightings of Angels first appear in history books?
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"I'm fucked.", I said walking out of Royce's room pissed off.
"Why?", asked Robin, "It wasn't that hard?"
I stopped and turned to face Robin, "You're forgetting that I got stabbed and was basically in a coma for six days."
"Oh yeah.", she said laughing it off. I just rolled my eyes.
Me and Robin usually cut off at the bottom of the stairs to where I meet up with Lucas to go to History, but today at the bottom there was a large crowd if students. They were screaming and yelling,
"She's dead, she's dead!"
We looked at each other and then back at the crowd. Who is dead? I kind of hoped it was Sarah, but as we pushed our way through the crowd we really saw who it was.
It was Headmaster Cook.
She was laying there like every other Mortem victims. Large claws marks and slashes across the body. People were screaming in shock.
"This place isn't safe!"
"A Mortem is among us!"
"Who's next!"
They were scrambling. For answers. We all knew that if Cook fell, who to say we weren't all next?
"Calm down!", screamed Royce coming down the stairs in almost a beautiful way. She was calm? Then u realized I know who she really is and skipped the thought, "As the oldest teacher here, Cook told me if anything ever happened to her, I'll be the one to become in-charge!"
Everyone moaned.
"Now, in slight of these recent events. Classes for the rest of the day are cancelled.", she got everyone's attention at classes are cancelled, "I suggest you all report to your dormitories, lock your doors, and stay safe.", and everyone did that.
People ran in every direction. Maybe trying to find people and friends. But all were running for the stairs. The girl's dormitory is on the very top floor, and the boys is on the very bottom in the basement.
I looked around for Liam and I couldn't see him. I started panicking for a moment. I moved through the horde of people trying to get to the stairs. I'm a short girl and standing on the ground in a crowd is not a good thing. I started walking up the stairs to get the height and scanned the crowd below me. People were pushing me up the stairs, but I fought my way back down them. Even Robin was pulling on me to go up.
I scanned and scanned and scanned. I couldn't find a sign of him.
Then I heard my name, in the crowd. I looked down and say him. We locked eyes for only a moment before allowing myself to flow with the crowd upstairs.
At least now I know he is safe, and I'm safe. Now, it's just getting through the terror of having Ms. Royce as our new Headmaster.

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