Broken, By: Shyann Miller [ebooks children's books free .txt] 📗

Pretending to be a "normal" human, isn't cutting out for me. But whatever my parents say, I have to do. Whatever my parents say, everyone have to do. It's not easy being the most powerful family of our kind. A lot of angles don't like us but they cooperate whenever they have to. Which isn't hard to do.

There are only fifty of our kind. Not a whole lot, yeah I know. But there doesn't need to be. We run into each other from time to time, barley any words are said, and we go our separate ways. We rarely form into groups, or hardly ever seen together for that matter.

My family are barley ever seen together, but I still get my orders. I live by myself in a new mansion, of course with butlers, maids, cooks, gardeners, etc and going to a new school. A human one, if you want details. I'm often moving around the world, not staying in one place for very long. But this place I'm going to be staying in for a while. Its shocking to hear this, but I'm glad. I would like to settle down. For a while.

Let me tell you about one of the coolest aspect we have. Wings. Our color come in either our personality, or our status. Both my mom and dad, have golden wings, because their the most powerful angles. Me? I have long black wings, with Grey at the bottom. They usually are about ten to fifteen feet long depends on how old you are.

Also, we are always being hunted. By humans with powerful weapon's who think "sacrificing" our blood will make them one of us. That's another reason I'm always moving, why every one is. But not the reason we don't stick together. It's not that we hate each other, it's because we can't stand each other.

Of course we will fight to the death to save everybody. It's just in our bloods to stay away from other angles. If were together, we don't even have to say anything, and one of us will go to a different room. Its like our aura is fighting each other when it wants to, and whoever get fed up with it, leaves.

Another cool aspect we have, is that we can change into one animal we chose. But we can only chose one others have not taken yet, yet only married couples can be the same animal. My parents are bald eagles, and I am a wolf. I have seen only a couple of the others animals. But we don't like phasing in front of each other.

So, yes this is most of my life, and going to be for the rest of it. But do I really care? No not really. I thought to myself. Starting to get out of my bed, for my first day of school. I lazily looked through my cloths, and decided to wear jeans, a black V neck shirt, and a grey jacket.

When I got down stares, the cook was already making me breakfast, "Hey Van." His name was pronounced weird, like if you plugged your nose and said van, so it sounded like von. He had a little white mustache. Matched with short white hair, and was getting old.

"Hello miss Tia."

"Whats for breakfast today?"

"I had a feeling you might wanted pancakes."

"Mmm good choice." I smiled at him.

When I was done, I finished it with a glass of orange juice, then headed toward the garage, and decided to go for my shiny silver 2012 Dodge Charger SRT. It started up with a growl, and took off. Of what I've been told this is a rich kids school, and  all I'm going to do is lay low, until my parents tells me otherwise.

About ten minutes later, I rolled up the parking lot of the school. It was pretty large for a high school, looked brand new. All the kids turned their heads to see who was driving the Doge Charger. Maybe this wasn't the ideal car for lying low. I thought. everyone went quiet, and stared at the car. Waiting for someone to get out.

Of course they cant see in, the windows are tinted. And if someone touches the car, the alarm would go off. I waited and looked at the teenagers faces. They were all curious, and this one girl had a snear wiped across her face. Next time I'm going in a regular car. I thought to myself.

I took a deep breath, reached in the back for my backpack, and slowly opened the door. Everybody craned their necks to get a good look at me. Some guys jaws dropped, girls rolled their eyes and looked away, and some people were impressed.

I ignored them and kept on walking, but then I thought of something and stooped, everyone was quiet, still looking at me. I said, "If anyone gets any idea, and touches my car." I warned them and paused. "I will hunt you down." I left it at that, and had them imagine of what will happen.

I went into the office, and found this little old lady. "Hello, I need my classes please."

The old lady gave me a warm smile. "Why hello there young lady. Have you registered yet?"

"Yes." I replied.

"Alright then, whats your name."

"Tia Gold."

"Ah here you are Tia." She said. Clicking at her keyboard. "I'm Miss. Crain. As like the bird."

"Thank you." I said, taking the paper that has just freshly printed out, and walked out the door.

I looked at my schedule as I was walking 'aimlessly around.

Literature,
Algebra 2,
Study hall,
Chemistry,
Lunch,
Spanish,
World History,
And a weight class.


I sighed, this is going to be a long day.

When I walked into my first class, some people gasped, but I payed no attention to them. I went up to who looked like the  teacher. "Um hey, are you-"

"Yes I am Mr. Stedmen. Are you the new student?" His voice sounded like he should of been living back in the eighties, like he was a hippie that quoted Shakespeare.

"Um, yes."

"Good, then you should be Tia. Everyone," He raised his voice a little so that everyone can here, "This is Tia Gold, she is a new student here at Black Hawk High, please make her feel welcome."

He looked at me, "Tia, pick any seat you like." And he turned and walked to his desk.

I started walking towards a lone table in the back, and sat down. Slinging my bag on the table and noticed everyone was staring at me. I sighed and leaned back.

Then an aura hit me, and I froze. Why is there another angle here? I desperately looked around and spotted the boy. He had short black hair, a sharp jaw, and was built. He was also sitting in the back but on the other side of the classroom.

He was staring at me with a little smile. He was expecting me to bow my head at him to pay respect, because he thought he was more powerful than me. I didn't recognize this boy, and for that, he didn't know who I was.

I glared at him, and pushed all my aura out, letting all my power out to show him who's boss. He paled a little, then he slowly bowed his head, and turned to the front. I kept it out to bug him, and he knew that too. All during class he kept on squirming. Looking over at me glaring at me to stop.

I sighed, and brought it back in. He looked relived. And for the rest of the hour he kept trying to get my attention. But I ignored him.

"Class, we are going to have a group assignment. I'll give you two minutes to pick your partner. Two a group."

A couple kids started heading my direction, but the boy was already in the seat right next to me. "We need to talk." He said.

"For what reason?" I implied.

"It's not everyday when we run into each other."

"And your point is?"

"Is your parents Mr. and Ms. Gold?"

I hesitited. "Yeah whats your point?"

"Did they send you hear too?"

What?  "Too? Do you mean they sent you hear?"

"Yeah, you didn't know? I mean, I didn't know, but I would guess they would of told their own daughter."

I paused. "I'll talk to them and see whats up."

"Oh, good." Said Mr. Stedmen, handing us papers, "I hope you guys would partner up. You know, being at a new school, you guys would have something to talk about."

The boy smiled. "Yes, we have lots to talk about."

I rolled my eyes, as the teacher walked away. "Whats your name anyways?"

"Jace, parents of Mr. and Ms. William."

"Well Jace William, My name is Tia Gold, and let me tell you one thing. I'm trying to keep a low profile, don't ruin it."

"Oh right, like that fancy new car, will Defiantly get you a low profile." He said sarcastically.

"Hey! I already figured that out. Its too late anyway."

"Listen, when your parents sent me here, they said I'm going to crash at your place."

That bothered me a little, but whatever. "If that's what they said, then yeah. Do you have a ride?"

"Yeah, your parents gave me a motorcycle, a Aprilia. it's already at your house."

"Oh, nice. So I'm guessing I'm going to drive you home."

"Yep. He jut sat there for a moment, looking pleased with himself. "Hey," he said with creases forming between hie eyes, "Do you know how to do this?" He said picking up the sheet of paper Mr. Stedmen handed us.

I picked up the other paper. "Unfortunately, no. I do not."

He put his head down on the table. "Were going to fail." He mumbled.

"Who cares, it's not like our parents are going to get mad." I said sliding the paper across the table. "Just say to the teacher, we didn't understand."

"Sounds like a plan." Jace said, rubbing his eyes. "I've always wondered something."

"And what is that Jace William?"

"Since your parents are bald eagles. What are you?"

"I don't like sharing that information around."

He looked at me, "Why not? Aren't you proud of what animal you are?"

"Of course I am, I just don't like telling anyone. It's like my little secret. Don't worry, if we get in a battle it'll come out, or if I want to run in my form. You'll see it sooner or later."

"Run? Are you like a dog?"

Me and my big mouth. "Lets just drop it."

"Kay." And after awhile he said, "I'm a black panther." Like its the thing to be.

A cat? I gave out a sharp laugh.

"Whats so funny?"

"Oh nothing. I just thought of something."

"Okay...?" He paused, "What next class do you have next?"

"Umm, math."

"Oh that sucks. I hate math."

"You probably hate all subjects."

"yes, I do." He laughed, and started walking out the door. I