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

was about to say the bell hasn't rung yet, but as soon soon he touched the door nob, it rang.

I graved my bag and went out the door. It took me much longer to find my math room. The bell has already rung, and everyone was gone. But I found it five minutes later.

I was looking at my scheduled when I walked in. More gasps, but I ignored it. I looked up, and it hit me. I stooped mid step, and looked at the man. Another one??? The man was helping with a student, but froze and looked at me. Shock filled his face.

He obliviously knew who I was and automatically bowed his head. So smooth, I almost didn't know it was for me.

What is with this place? I walked up to him, quietly waited for him to be done with the student.

When he turned to me I said, "A teacher?"

It took him a moment to fully understand of what I was saying. "Yes. I'm Mr.Cote."

"Well Mr.Cote, I am Tia Gold." He looked like he already knew who I was. He had bright blond hair, and striking green eyes.

"Very well Miss. Gold. You may have this seat up front."

Up front? "Kay."

Mr. Cote didn't look at me, not even let out his aura. Was he mad at me? I haven't even met him. Have I? Class went on by like a blur. It was five minutes to the bell and the class started packing up. Mr. Cote said, "Tia, stay after the bell please." I leaned back in the chair.

I looked around the classroom, and spotted a boy and a girl. He saying something angerly in her ear, and the girl was bobing her head really quick. Then he stuck his finger in her face, said something else, and walked away. He spotted me and turned towards my direction. Obviously thinking of himself as a hot shot in this school. "Hey." He said expecting me to throw myself at him. Everybody was watching, all the girls curious of what I will do.

"Yes?" I said boringly.

"My name is Larry, and I-"

"Listen Larry," I interrupted, "I am not interested in you or your games that you have for all girls. Now if you have anything to say that is so important, say it. If not, your wasting my time." Everybody was shocked that I wasn't throwing myself at him, and for most importantly, blowing him of. The other girls that were staring, and smiling at me.

"W-what?" Obviously no one has turned him down before.

"And while your walking away with your wounded ego. I might ask you to apologies to all the girls that you hurt and crushed." I paused. "We have to stick together, but somebody got to speak up first." I eyed all of them.

He just stared at me dumbfounded and started, slowly, walking away. I looked towards the front of the classroom, and realized that Mr. Cote saw the whole thing, and he too looked impressed.

I saw the girls had triumph in their eyes, life and spirit, and were still staring at me like I was their hero. And what was I thinking, still trying to get a low profile? The idea stopped itself when I drove that car to school.

The bell ringed after that. Everybody left in silence.

"That was a nice thing you did for those girls." Mr. Colt said.

"Well somebody had to say it."

"Yes, I supposed someone did. But anyway, I take it you already met Jace?"

"Jace? I thought he didn't know anyone else was here."

"He doesn't, your parents told me."

"And why in the world are they telling you this, and not me?"

"Because I am your uncle."

Shock filled me."My uncle? And let me guess, Jace is my brother?"

"Jace is no relative of ours." He said with a little, but faint, smile.

"Alright, so why did my parents get us together?"

"I wasn't sure, I thought you knew." He said with a curious look.

"No I don't, But don't worry, I'll find out as soon as I get home. They'll have a lot of explaining to do."

"Don't forget to inform me tomorrow."

"Yeah, sure thing." And I walked out the door.

The rest of the day went by fast. The coach didn't make me do anything since I didn't have gym cloths.

I was walking towards the car, when someone grabbed my arm. The teenagers stopped talking and was watching.

I almost flipped him over when Larry said, "Listen I know we had a bad start, but we can soon get over it when you apologies."

I punched him on the noes, and it started bleeding. "That for touching me, and this," I hit him in the jaw, "Was for expecting me to apologies."

He staggered back a little, "You little bitch-" And he jumped at me, but something flew past me and he was on the ground, with Jace on top of him.

"Get off of me!" Larry yelled, spraying blood every where.

"Listen 'home boy,' I'm warning you, you don't want to do this."

"With hell I do!"

"Apologies to her, now!"

The boy started swinging at Jace, but he easily dodged them.

"Apologies, or go get your ass kicked by a girl."

"Your talking about yourself right?" He spat.

Jace eyes darkened and he started throwing punches, hard, while Larry was trying to fight back. "If anything, man. You hit like a girl!"

"Alright Jace, that's enough." I said.

He stopped, got up, and started walking towards me.

Larry's friends helped him up, and walked away.

"You shouldn't of done that." I said leaning on my car, amused. Every body still watching.

"I wasn't going to until he called me a girl." He said, smiling.

"You could of have killed him." I said exaggerated.

"That? that's called wrestling in my book."

"Well, its not in his aparently. Come on lets go home." I said starting towards the car again, but stooped. "You can't go in my car."

"Why not?"

"You have blood all over you. Your not going to stain my seats."

He looked down, now fully aware that he was. "Is this my blood?"

"No, it was that kid's."

"Here." Said a girl with curly red-brown hair, with freckles on her noes, looking scared. She had a new box of tissues and a towel. I recognized her from my math class.

"Thanks." Jace said. Taking the things and started cleaning his face with it.

She came up to me and said, "I saw you today in math class, and I wanted to say thanks for sticking up for us. You wouldn't believe what Larry had done."

I felt sorry for her, and for all the girls. "Whats your name?"

"Clary. Clary Jay." She said shyly.

"Well Clary, I'll see you tomorrow in math." I smiled at her. "And thank you for the towel and the tissues."

"You never know when theirs a fight about to start." She laughed, and walked away.

"Is this good enough?" Said Jace, examining himself. His jeans hand dried-smeared blood, jacked and shirt rubbed down enough to not sain my seats, but his shirt, and his face had no blood at all, but his hair told a different story.

"Yeah your good."

"Sweet." He said while jumped in my car.

I sighed, and  opened the car door, when I heard clapping, joined by another, more and more. Jaces pop his head out the window, "Your already making a difference at this school."

"Yeah, I guess I am." And after that, we left.

Jace didn't say any thing else, until we drove up the drive way. "Oh my god. You live here?"

"Yeah, why? My parents always make sure I live in a proper house, It's where I don't have to hid myself. There are maids and cooks and butlers here."

"And they all know?"

"Yep. Not very exciting, but you don't have to hide here either. This is your home too." I said. "Oh, but the gardeners don't, so when you see them, fix your self." I said, getting out of the car, that was now in the garage.

Jace looked at all of the other cars. "These are nice."

"Do you want any one of these? I don't really drive them much." I shrugged. 

"Sure, how about this one?"

"Oh that's new, its a Black Matte Camaro 2012. I just got that one. Only driven it once. But after all the cars I driven, I still go back to my Dodge Charger." I paused, "Yeah you can have that one. It'll see better days in you hands than mine. There all just sitting here. Oh, and one more thing." I said, " You can bring out your wings if you want." I said and I walked out of the garage into the kitchen.

"Hey Van, we have a new guest here. Make him feel welcome. He's like me." I said. Implaying 'Like.'

He smiled, "Of course Tia. Do you want anything?"

"Can you fix us up some pizza, and some drinks?"

"Yes I can."

I smiled and went into the living room. Carol, one of my newer maids, was cleaning the coffee table. "Carol, we have a new guest here, he's just like me. Can you get a bedroom ready, and when your done show him to it. He's in the garage, and tell him pizza is ready in the kitchen."

"Yes ma'am. And if he asks for you?"

"I'll be in my study. And tell Van that too, so he can call me when the food is done."

"Yes ma'am."

"Oh, and Carol?"

"Yes ma'am?"

"Please, call me Tia." I said with a warm smile.

She gave me a little smile. "Yes Tia."

I left to go in my bedroom, got on some sweats, and a T shirt. Then went to the study. Looked for a good book, sat down, and started reading it.

It wasn't that long when the house phone started ringing. "Yes?" I answered.

It was Van, "Miss Tia, the pizza is ready."

"Is the boy down their?"

"Jace? Oh yes he already has his plate."

"Okay thank you, I'll be right down."

I marked my book, and while heading down stairs, I let my wings out. Automatically two slits formed on my T-shirt and my wings pushed through them, flapping to stretch out.

I headed toward the kitchen and when I walked in I saw that Jace was chowing down at the table. Still in the blodied cloths.

"Hey Jace. Have you went to your room yet?" I eyed the blood stains. 

"Not yet, I got as far as the kitchen." He said between mouthfuls.

I smiled and went to grab two slices of pizza,  but when I looked at Van, he looked exhausted. "You and the others can have the rest of the time off. You need a break."

"No its alright miss Tia, I'm just getting old. That's all. It's slowing me down." He said, and obviously eying Jace's shirt too. 

"Just for the rest of the night. Go ahead, kick back your feet, have some wine.