2 Starting

The car pulled up to the building that was called school, were something like education happened. I was made the guys bodyguard and supervisor, which I found a bit much. I mean it's okay, but I find that the hardest part about it is the guy. His name is Alexander Abell, and his father was Steve Abell. Steve Abell was the one who ruled the world, the one everyone sent letters too. He was the man.

I got out as it was pulling to a full stop, and when it stopped, I opened the door and Alexander stepped out. A bunch of boys saw and came over, when they did, I closed the door and waited for the car to pull away. They headed toward the big white building id taken a secret tour in last night. I had it mapped in my head. The school itself was huge but so was my soon to be favorite room. It was under the school and only certain people could get in it, probably a few teachers, the principal and me.

Alexander walked a few guys to their first class threw the hallway before turning and talking to me.

"I'm not going to my first class, don't wait up for me." He ran after a small group of maybe three boys down the hall. I kept my pace and followed behind him. Being a bodyguard, I wasn't allowed to leave his side, but I did give him space.

"You have a girl bodyguard?" One of the guys yelled, I heard the giggles and saw Alexander try and hold back his emotions.

"I'm better then you so zip it nerd," I yelled up the hall. They turned and looked at me. I don't know how many times I broke my being silent promise since I came to this family, but I really didn't like it. They stopped walking and so did I, maybe ten feet away from them. I leaned on a wall and closed my eyes, waiting for the punch or the kick. Knowing the basics though it would be a punch.

"What did she say I was?" He asked stunned. I hurt his pride and probably that too big of an ego. I stayed in my one spot and ignored the question. I heard footsteps, most likely his approaching me to start something he could finish.

"Don't hurt him!" Alexander called to me. "Not badly at least." I smiled and it made me feel dangerous. The adrenaline that everyone's brain made before fighting wasn't ruining through me. I didn't have that, mine was more the enjoying of kicking someone's butt that made me happy.

"Hurt him, Alexander do you think she could hurt me?"

"If I can she certainly can." At this I put up my barrier. My blood was cold and it rain like a heart beat throughout me. I had enough power to charge a billion lights.

Since I started to practice my so called gift, I'd gotten good at alot more human like things. Breathing on time, meditating and even learned what emotions did to people. I guess this guy was mad because of something I had said before. Or the collaboration of words. Words were deadly.

The guy was laughing like a maniac. "She can hurt you in a fight?" He walked toward me and stopped about three feet away from me.

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