Chapter 1
RevTalia Academy’s female division. No doubt the same as their male counterpart so the thought that they may possibly try the same thing with her as they did her brother wasn’t that much of a far fetched idea. But she wasn’t her brother and was ready and a bit too willing to beat someone— anyone— into a pulp.
“You look just like me when I was your age,” her mother purred, sauntering into the room. “in that uniform, thinking of ways to bend my peers to my will.” Evangeline was now rubbing her daughter’s shoulders, a wide smirk plastered on her face.
The younger female rolled her eyes at that. Why her mother was so open about her malevolent deeds she could only wonder. “I assure you that I wasn’t thinking of such, mother.” She responded, smoothing out the pleats of her skirt.
This response made the woman perk of. She had a vague idea of what that thought constituted. “You’re thinking about finding a suitor? Oh my stars! We co-“ She cut the woman off from her ramblings with a quick turn so the two were now facing each other.
“Mother,” she started slowly, looking up at the woman. “remember Lutz? I’m currently ‘seeing’ him. Big, buff, blond guy. You have a habit of staring whenever he comes over.” Yes, she and Lutz had gotten relatively closer. They hadn’t put a particular label on their relationship but it was clear that something was there. She watched as her mother’s lips curved to make an ‘o’ shape.
“Oh yes! The buff councilman!” The woman clasped her hands, seemingly content. “He’s a cute one but the president is who you should have your eyes on.”
Ah yes, her mother, the woman with an eye for power. She’d be a hypocrite if she denied her interest in it but she wanted it on her own terms. Not necessarily because of some man. It was part of the reason she had found herself attracted to the Headmaster. It’s like he was ghosting her. No matter. She was over it. She had Lutz now and boy was he something. She smiled, recalling the first time her brother happened upon the blond in their home.
She and the scarred male had been on the couch, him sitting and her lying with her head on his lap. “You wanna order something?” She questioned, turning her phone to him so he would be able to see their options.
“Why order anything when all I need..” his hands trailed down from her waist to between her legs. “..is right here?”
She altered her position so she would now be straddling him, her fingers entangling themselves in his hair. “I’d love to give you what you want..” her sultry tone faded away she she spoke, being replaced with something akin to a whine. “but I’m actually close to starving so choose..!”
As the German opened his mouth to respond, a gasp interrupted him, making the two turn their heads to the source. There stood her visibly appalled younger brother, stunned in place. Her once strong relationship with her brother had become rather strained and with her giving up on trying to mend things, it simply kept depleting.
“What are you doing in my house?” He scowled, crossing his arms over his chest. He saw enough of him in school so why did he need to see him here as well?
“Your sister in a bit, hopefully,” the German shrugged, his arms wrapping around the girl’s waist.
She snorted, quirking a brow at her brother. “Your house? It’s either ours or mine. You know how it goes, baby bro, first child gets first dibs.” Of course, she didn’t care much for this place. Their parents had better homes to offer but if her brother wanted this one then she’d make it her business to steal it from him. He wasn’t the only vindictive person in this house.
Seeing there was no winning, he stomped off, presumably to his room, allowing the two to get back to the matter at hand; deciding on what to eat.
That would always be a pleasant memory. For her more than her brother, obviously. Maybe he could stop by today. She’d like that quite a bit. Her mother’s voice caught her attention. Had she been speaking this entire time?
“.. and now it’s time for you to get going, dearest, I’ve arranged for a car to pick you up. No more of that walking nonsense.” Did she really just call walking nonsense? Golden eyes suddenly looked at her pointedly, making her body tense. “Bring your peers to their knees. Make them grovel before you.” After giving that very redoubtable order, her eyes soften and she leaned down to rest a kiss on her forehead. “Now, go.”
She didn’t need to be told twice, bidding her mother farewell before shuffling out the door. What the hell even was that?
As her mother had said, a sleek black car was in fact waiting for her once she exited the house.
“Good morning,” a black suit donning man greeted. “are you ready for your first day of school, miss?”
She shrugged, walking towards the vehicle. “Too late for it to matter.”