The Breath Of His

15. He might even agree if I told him we breathe in fire and burn things with air.

I staggered back in shock and sudden fear that had taken over me from my new discovery.

While everyone in the hall had turned to ogle at the group that had entered. And rascals were as beautiful as angels walking among humans. Had I not seen the other side of theirs the previous day, I might as well believed them to be some god bestowed grace upon us and not the demons from whatever hell they had crawled out of.

The bronze haired devil with hazel blue eyes neither took his eyes off me nor wiped that annoying smirk off his face as he walked ahead with his group.

That very moment I wanted to turn around and run back home. Back to the safety of my home.

I turned to leave but then watched Uncle Ted climbing up the stairs. As if nothing worse could happen, he saw me and cheered up visibly, "Snow! How are you today dear?"

Begrudgingly on inside while forcing a decent smile on the outside, I greeted him back, "better than yesterday."

Uncle Ted put his hand on my shoulder affectionately as he guided me further inside the soon to be turned hellhole that I was trying to escape while starting another one of his philosophy classes, "Life is short. It will break you multiple times in multiple ways, you have to hold on and be strong enough to stand back again after. Nobody can protect you from that."

I barely focused on the first few sentences before focussing on more crucial stuff. I don't know what was going to happen in a matter of few hours, especially with faces that were seeking to rip mine apart under the same roof as me.

My heart was pounding faster than the blades of an helicopter and I feared any moment now and I would break and stop beating all together.

Not even watching Conjuring for the very first time was as scary as what I was feeling at this very moment. Not for a second I was relaxed. My eyes keeps moving fast, trying to locate where those beautiful yet deadly creatures had disappeared to. My body was visibly stiff and I dully noted even Uncle Ted mentioning about my stiff posture a couple of times and I dismissed him telling that I slept funny and had my shoulders ache which might have been the reason for my stiffness.

Letting his off my shoulder, uncle Ted turned to face me as he added, "luck does not always stay for you to confront unknown situations. Maybe it's the age you are in, but be careful and don't let the recklessness inside you hold your reins. Things might feel tough right now, and you have always been a good kid. So hang in there and let this also pass for you to understand what exactly is it that you want."

I just nodded while my mind was having difficulty registering whatever he was saying. At the moment, I was as good as a jellyfish who had no brains. And my priority was to survive through the day. If that was not being careful enough, I don't know what was...

It was rather very easy for him to stand in front of my and deliver all the philosophy he had studied during his lifetime. But that would only be easy to say than to do it. Especially without knowing half the things that I had seen in bare few days of my life. I wonder would be still continuing to speak like an orator after seeing beautiful angelic faces changing with flashing eyes and extended fangs. I doubt he would be able to form a comprehensive word either. He might even agree if I told him we breathe in fire and burn things with air.

It was easier for the spectators to judge the one performing than doing it themselves.

With a reassuring smile, he patted my head and went his way. I was still contemplating whether to gather the last remaining bits of my already scarce courage and continue to the classes or the be the queen of cowards and turn on my heels to run to the hills, perhaps my personal cave in my home in my situation.

Away from here, away from everything that was after me like an anopheles mosquito which had made its mission to suck my blood or give me maleria...

I don't know about maleria but the overwhelming emotions in me were definitely going to give me a diarrhoea for sure.

And before any of my thoughts could make sense and my anxiety inside reduce further, I felt an ominous feeling drip down my spin as my goosebumps raised all over my body in alert. It wasn't the harmonious feeling I felt in Vann's presence. This one was rather heartattack inducing.

I turned around to leave this place at once only to find the very same boy who had the audacity to wink at me in the morning to be standing just a feet away from me with a shark like smile plastered on his face. My body jumped a few inches but my soul sure did jump out of my body a few feet before coming back in, that was how scared I was.

The bronze haired, hazel eyed guy before me tilted his head and sang, "Hi!"

That alone made me shiver from his voice and the melody. I felt the hair on my head stand, not sure if I looked like an electrocuted cat at the moment or not. As if that wasn't enough, he took a step towards me making me reflexively take a step back, away from him. That only made him smile wider!

At the moment, I was very much sure whoever were present in the corridor must have been staring at us with jaws wide open.

But I bet none of them were able to pick the tension in the air that was just getting thicker.

"I am Amanzi. Nice to meet you for the second time," he sang again but why did it feel like he was telling me that my time was up instead?