The day was going smoothly unlike other days and that seemed kind of strange to her though she was literally glad about it. Who in the world of Netro would want people to bully them continuously,at least victims of this bully deserved a break or two.
Marcy chuckled to herself. They deserved a break at least.
Marcy walked into the cafeteria using her eyes to search for Susan Devereux. The only girl that the gods would bless when she, Marcy Von made it in life.
She sighted her not too far from her. Susan was quietly eating and of course she was among the invisible people in the school just that being an angel warrior brought her little or no popularity. The big shot here was Maxwell... But the Maxwell was a cold bitch that didn't care and that even made him hotter than ever.
Marcy walked over to Susan with her tray of food in her hand . She sat beside her and kept the tray on the table.
"You're growing bold these days, especially towards me", Susan said still eating. "Says the pretty skinny girl that asked for my friendship", Marcy answered.
"You and your mouth. Still wondering how you're not dead by now"
"Because you saved me that other time, I'm not dead ", she said using her spoon to play with her food. " I want your friendship", Marcy said and brought out her hand for a handshake.
"What made you suddenly change your mind?"
" I didn't want to be your friend until I saw the benefits and figured out we were quite similar", she said finally taking a spoonful of the food . "How so?" Susan Devereux asked
"First, I'm technically a weakling and found out you were,the warrior angel stuff aside, you're bullied by your so called friends _" she stopped and took another spoon . Then continued, "_ Then, since you're an angel on a mission, you won't die so easily and that could make me a survivor of cruelty ", she said smiling.
"And you don't know you don't know what's going to happen next so Incase a strong demon possesses me, I can protect you from these bullies ", she said it to be a joke but Susan didn't find it funny.
"We could be friends. We could fight our way into freedom and live a happy life ", she finally said and dropped her spoon.
Susan said nothing at first, then suddenly, she brought out her hand for a hand shake. Marcy smiled and shook her hand. "Let's eat"
They ate quietly, non saying anything, until, Marcy sighted Maxwell staring at her. She could feel those holes his eyes made at her forehead and eyes making her search for him , and when she saw him, he was staring intently at her .
What again? Why can't a girl have a simple and peaceful life .
"Who are you looking at?"
"Maxwell, he's been staring at me since", she said sighing . "Hmm ,do you like him?"
"I find him quite intimidating, but, he seems not to care about anything at all ... But that stare reminds me of the time I saw nothing except darkness", she said not eating.
"What's that?" Susan asked.
"I was beaten to the extent I saw only black dots then nothing at all, I was just twelve", she said.
Some group of people gathered round their table and looked at Marcy. "What do we have here? A weakling talking to their fellow weakling", one of them probably a guy , because of his deep voice said. "And how does that in anyway matter to you , Chris ", Susan said rolling her eyes.
"You left us for this weakling? What a joke"
"And I guess you're here to taunt me. You left me first , you used me as your tool and abused the little power I had with me"
What power... Interesting.
"You were being useful ", Chris said and Susan laughed ironically.
"Useful... And you were being what? Useless "
"You mother fu..."
"I get it , you want me back. But I better stay with the so called loser than you guys ", she said and spat at them.
"You bastard ", one of them, a girl with a kind of Chinese accent said and made for her.
Not knowing what happened and before her adrenaline could react with time, Marcy used a nearby chair and hit the girl . The chair broke making some of the wood pierce her skin. The girl fell screaming.
"She's my friend and no one touches her!"
"Son of a..."
"Don't you dare", she said picking a piece of broken wood that had a sharp vertex .
"If you touch us, I'll kill you", she said cursing them in Japanese.
Chris suddenly let out a laugh. "We won't touch you, our angels would", Chris said smiling.
Bloody!
"I'll take care of this", Susan said to Marcy. "Run, leave here"
"No", she said not moving. She didn't want to leave because her only friend might be killed and she hadn't seen angels fight humans before, she thought they only protected and fought demons, but humans...
"I'll stay"
Chris started calling on his angel to fight for him and defend him. "Run!" Susan said but Marcy didn't move. Suddenly their was a heavy wind and Marcy found herself flying across the room landing on a hard surface , but her back didn't ache.
She opened her eyes that were shut to find the most alluring eyes staring at her. It was dark and deep... It was empty with no emotions but it attracted her .
It was those eyes that bore holes into her skin and pierced her soul.
It was Maxwell.
"You're ... You're here", she said surprised. Wasn't the commotion reaching him ? The students had run out of the cafeteria while some stayed to watch the fight.
"Your eyes are deep green", he said and her face fell.
Does he have a sense of emotions?
Is he human?
"I'm talking about the como..."
The principal came in suddenly. "What is going on here?!"
The students started running as not to get into trouble. "Thanks for catching me", Marcy said and left him to meet Susan.
"Run!" And that was when Marcy obeyed that command.
She was the most at risk because she had no one to defend her, she was alone in this world.
They ran till they were out of breath . " Let's stop", Susan said laughing.
"That was rough", Marcy said rubbing her chest. "You're a fighter", Susan said laughing at her. "I've been beaten too much in life"
"How did you learn to speak Japanese?" She asked mopping her brows. "I just loved it. I prefer to speak it than speaking the official language of Netro, nēda", she said and smiled.
"I hope the principal doesn't get the gist ", she said and they laughed. "I'll be expelled"
"My father would defend you ", Susan said and smiled at her.
"You're my friend after all"
Marcy smiled back. This was glorious, she had found her first and only friend... Someone that could stand by her and be for her.
"You landed on Maxwell", Susan chuckled teasing her friend. "Stop it. I don't like him", Marcy said and Susan kept teasing her.
"You flinched when you looked at his eyes"
"I didn't "...
***
The principal stood looking at the mess they had made. "This is outrageous. How could they do something like this", she barked and her secretary nodded not saying a word because if she did, it would infuriate her all the more.
Then, she saw Maxwell. The very interesting boy that had caught everyone's attention . He was sitted eating his food quietly.
"Maxwell ", she called him by his first name and he looked up at her, his face void of emotions. "Tell me what happened here", she said shifting her eyes from his face, it showed so much light but yet very powerful in a dark way.
"If you're looking for someone to blame it on , it should be me"
"What?"
"If I told you that I had the intentions of killing you... Because you were weak, isn't that unfair"
"You're weak and I'm strong, so I bully you? I wanted to kill those bullies, but I didn't, so it's my fault"
"I'm calling your father", she said now looking at him.
Maxwell stood and walked to her. "I care less", he said and walked pass her pushing her.
Strong people are always very strange... .