was scanning for auras, to make matches… and I stopped on him because there was no aura … and I walked over to him, not because I wanted to talk to him but because I wanted to check he definitely didn’t possess an aura. I thought maybe the sun was perhaps masking his aura. I walked over to him and ended up staring, and he saw I was staring, so I ran off and he came to talk to me in the hall. I couldn’t stop thinking about him, so I confronted him when he came to find me again, and
I told him that I knew what he was, and I knew he knew what I was, and I knew he knew he was working for Amora, to wind me up, and I … ”
Allana shushes me and pats my shoulders in an attempt to calm me from the frenzy I ’ve worked myself up into. I take a few deep breaths, relieved I’ve told most of the story. I’m not going to share with Allana the effect he had on my feelings. I’ll keep my emotional explosions to myself for now.
“ Everything’s ok. Listen, did you actually tell him what you are?” Allana places her hands on the tops of my arms and squeezes gently.
I think clearly over my conversation with Josh. “No, I didn’t.” I shake my head as a mad smile invades my face. I never told him what I am.
Allana sits back into her seat, folding her arms as her brow wrinkles slightly in thought. “Then don’t worry. We aren't jeopardized in any way. Chances are he probably thinks you’re a little crazy.”
I groan as she reaches her hand out and rubs my arm. Something is off about her expression, though. She keeps her eyes fixed to the counter in front of her. Allana is usually remarkably easy to read. Her life sucks more than mine she ’s always going to be in love with Eros, but he will never return it, and she has to live with the two others who were made for the man she loves, to love!
“ So you don’t think he’s some rogue God come to get me?”
“ No, I’d know if another God is here; especially at your school. Probably going to be for the best though if you just stay away from him for now”
“ I hope I can! Being near him almost killed me; I had these pains they were burning me alive the feeling was horrible and then he looked at me and every hurtful sensation stopped, the whole thing was unbelievably weird"
Already my insides are starting to smoulder again, desperate for his touch to soothe the pain. Allana starts to wring her hands, and her brow furrows in concentration.
“What about him being some puppet of Amora’s?”
Her forehead smoothes as eyebrows shoot up into her hairline.
“I –“
The front door crashing open interrupts whatever she was about to say as Amora comes striding in. The last of the day ’s sun glints in her golden hair, which is still perfectly styled despite the gale blowing outside.
I turn to her and even though I see her every day I'm still in awe of her beauty. The s parkle in her violet eyes, which she always gets when she enters a room, is brighter than usual. Luckily her attitude more than counter-balances her attraction – guess everything balances somewhere.
Allana interrupts my thoughts. “Why don’t you go do whatever pointless homework you’ve got? You can’t slip behind now, can you?” She smiles at me, but I can tell she’s having to force the grin. Something’s not quite right; I'm guessing they’ve argued today at some point. Allana does her best to tolerate Amora and her volatile moods, but even saints snap.
As I leave the room, Amora ’s mumbling tickles my senses. I may be able to hear all mortals from any distance, but when I'm with older Gods, I may as well be a mortal.
My substandard senses around immortals are only temporary though. The more experience I get, the more powerful my abilities become, so one day I ’ll be able to hear them no matter how far they are if I get to live past the deadline.
My powers advancing in the future won't help me now though; I need to know what they ’re about to discuss. There will be no