Uriel (The Hallowed Chronicles Book 1)

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difference between genders of humans, I found comfort in the sign for the girl's bathroom and pushed the door open violently, letting it slam behind me. My heart was racing, but I didn't know what to do about this situation. I hated violence and from the looks of it, Jophiel seemed to have started it all. I stood in front of the sink staring at myself through the reflecting glass of the mirror, and I heard the door open quietly, clicking behind whoever just walked in. Then I felt him and turned around.
    "You're not supposed to be in here," I said flatly. He shook his head and stepped forward.
    "You need to understand something," he replied.
    "No, I don't. I know what I saw."
    "But you don't know the beginning of it. Human men are animals."
    "What does that even mean?"
    "He doesn't have good intentions and he said something about you."
    "What did he say?"
    "I can't--"
    "Tell me!"
    My throat closed up, and I gripped the sink, making it groan under the strength I had been putting to it. The vibrations in the floor went up my legs as he walked closer and put a hand on my shoulder to turn me toward him. I stared into his eyes as he spoke, trying to explain. "He said something along the lines of you being extremely good-looking," he said hesitantly. I raised an eyebrow. "How is that bad?" I asked crossing my arms. There was something he wasn't telling me and I knew it. "Look, it just is," he said quietly just as the bell rang. Sighing, I pushed past him and left the bathroom. He wasn't telling me everything and it angered me.
    When I stepped foot into my English class, I heard a whistle coming from the kid I sat next to. As soon as I took my seat, he turned to me and grinned. "Are you coming to the party tonight, Uriel?" he asked.
    Pushing the hair out of my face, I gave him a blank expression. "Yes, I am," I said before turning to the front. Jophiel walked in and I glanced at him, seeing his eyes bearing into the kid next to me, walking up to his desk.
    Jophiel grabbed him by the collar. "Remember what I said, Nick," he spat before letting go and walking to his desk just as the teacher walked in.
    It was a long while before class finally ended. Eventually school ended, and I found myself hesitating to walk to Jophiel's car. Sighing, I stuffed my backpack full of books for the classes with homework and headed for the parking lot where I found him standing outside his car, waiting for me. When our eyes connected, he turned and opened the passenger side, waiting for me to sit. Throwing my backpack in first, I glanced at him standing there with his hand still on the handle for a moment before ducking my head and sitting, letting him close the door and move to his side. Without any words, he started the engine and took me back to my house. I knew he wouldn't leave me alone; we still had to train.
    We trained for hours, and I used every minute to take out my frustration on him. It amazed me that Nikita didn't ask us to roughhouse somewhere else even as she watched as I threw him into walls. I was more surprised to find myself unable to release the rage that would've given me more strength; it was as if something was blocking it. When the time turned to nearly five thirty, Jophiel left without saying goodbye and Nikita shot me a questioning look. Ignoring it, I stomped upstairs and rummaged through my closet, looking for something to wear. It took me what seemed like forever to find a dress that screamed my name and I finally put one up to me in the mirror. It was gorgeous, a sleek pink dress that went down to the beginning of my knees. After a few moments of wrestling it over my head, I finally pulled it on and noticed how well it hugged my body and also noticed the lack of something at my chest. Something deep inside me knew what I was lacking and told me I should've started growing by now. Sighing, I put on black flat shoes and I went downstairs to find Nikita in the kitchen. She looked up and smiled as her eyes traveled up and down my

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