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Dark Angel

Copyright© 2021 by Dethe

Chapter 4

Starting a new school is strange, I have been going to school with the same people since kindergarten. Between my parents being sick, and my training with the Paladins. I had not had a chance to meet any of my future classmates.

First thing, what to wear all my clothes are made for me to be able to fly in and are skin tight. I think I will go with Moms idea, and wear the red silk outfit that Mistress Wu had sent me it was tight but not to tight.

While trying to eat breakfast before heading out. Mom walked in and said with a grin, “You need to change, it’s raining and wet silk will show off things, you don’t want to show.”

At least its not a storm so I don’t have to walk. We had found that I could survive a lightning strike, but my clothes not so much. I went back upstairs and changed into my leathers.

Walking outside I could tell it was going to be one of those days. The rain was coming down in sheets, I was soaked before I even managed to take off. I had to fight the wind currents all the way to the school. I must have looked a sight when I got there landing beside the front door, soaking wet leather my hair and wings dripping water.

I was met at the door by a girl my age with silver skin. She looked like the Silver Surfer from the comics only female, how cool was that. “Hello I’m Wendy, I’m your guide for today to help you learn your way around. I can help you get dry if you like, as long as your not heat sensitive,” she said with a happy smile.

“I guess you know I’m Dark Angel, and please if you can dry me out I would like that a lot,” I told her while shaking my wings to get as much water out as I could.

She raised her arms and it felt like someone had aimed a giant hair dryer at me, “That’s a cool power, how hot can you get it?” I asked her.

She said, “I can get it hot enough to melt steel.”

Once I was dry, ‘my leathers had dried kinda funky but oh well’ she led me to the office so I could get my class schedule. Mom and Dad had been here but I hadn’t yet. Inside the office the lady behind the desk looked up. Wendy told her, “This is Dark Angel and she needs her class schedule.”

“Okay we have Samantha Elanor Raven Wing, AKA Dark Angel. Hmmm all honors classes,” she replied after looking it up on her computer.

As soon as I heard her say my real name, I grabbed my phone and hit the speed dial for Control. When it was answered I spoke before the receptionist could even speak, “I need to speak to Doug Woods right now,” I told them.

A few seconds later I heard, “This is Doug, What’s wrong Angel?” he asked me.

“My real name was supposed to be redacted from my school record’s right?” I asked.

“Yes, it was redacted from the records I sent them. Why?” He said with a questioning tone.

I said to him, “The lady in the office at the school just called me by my real name.”

I could hear him swearing, “Don’t leave the office I’ll be there as soon as I can get there.”

“Ok, I’ll wait here for you.” I responded before hanging up.

Looking around I saw a chair I could sit on pointing to it I said to Wendy and the office lady, “I’ll wait over there.”

Wendy flopped down beside me, “Well this wasn’t what I was expecting,” she said with a smile.

I said, “My parents aren’t mutants, so my real name wasn’t supposed to be known anywhere to protect them.”

Twenty minutes later Doug walked in along with my parents. He was grinning so I knew something was up. “Hello Angel, let me introduce you to the security breach,” he said waving toward my parents.

“We are proud of you and don’t need you to hide your name to protect us.” my Dad responsed when I looked at him, Mom just smiled at me.

“You couldn’t have told me this before I caused a scene at my new school on the first day,” I grumped at them.

I apologized to the lady behind the desk, realizing I didn’t even know her name.

“That’s all right, dear. My name is Betty,” she said as she handed me my class schedule. I found my classes to be what you would expect for an eleventh grade honor’s student. I had four AP classes three in the morning and one after lunch

Being the first day of school you cannot be tardy. Wendy said, “They told me that we have the same classes this semester which is one of the reasons, I was asked to show you around.”

My morning classes were AP English, AP Calc, and AP History. Every thing was fine though I was getting some strange looks, since I looked like I was in my early twenties. Thanks to Wendy, word soon got out that yes, I looked older but I really was only sixteen.

Everything was fine until lunch. As I was standing beside Wendy looking for a place to sit, I felt something bump into me and then heard a clatter and a thump from behind me. I turned to see a boy sitting on the floor with his lunch scattered around him. I realized I was also wearing part of his lunch on my backside.

“Are you ok?” I asked him, while holding out my hand to help him up.

“He was so busy staring at your ass he ran right into it,” A sneering voice said. Looking over I saw a table full of jocks.

Looking away from the jock, maybe he would get the hint. I said to the boy, “My name is Samantha, and even I have to admit I have a lot of ass to look at. Since you have gotten closer to it than anyone other than my doctor, I should at least know your name.”

He said, “I’m John, and I’m sorry about that. I was actually looking at your wings, yeah your wings, you’re the first person I’ve ever heard of or seen with them,” he was embarrassed blushing so hard his ears were glowing.

Taking pity on him I said, “Well nice to meet you John, but I have to get out of these leathers before your lunch ruins them. When I get back maybe you can sit and eat lunch with me and Wendy.”

Realizing something, I leaned over and whispered to Wendy, “Uhm, I have a slight problem, I don’t have anything else to wear.”

Wendy looked around and then motioned to a girl on the other side of the room to come to us. When the girl got there Wendy asked her, “Cindy, do you happen to have any of your alter ego’s costumes here today?”

Cindy just looked at me with a frown and said to Wendy, “I might have something to fit her but I’m not sure she will want it, come on to my locker.”

When we arrived at her locker, I realized that apparently Cindy’s alter ego was a bit of a tramp or at least dressed like one. The only thing she had that would fit me was a mini skirt. But beggars can’t be choosers, as my Mom would say. I ducked into the girls room, pulling off my pants and slipping on the skirt. Apparently Cindy’s alter ego was slightly smaller than me since the skirt fit like a second skin and barely reached the bottom of my butt cheeks.

When I walked out, I saw Wendy look at my exposed legs and lick her lips. Cindy just giggled. “Okay, ladies it’s time to eat our lunch.” I told them. Wendy blushed, and Cindy burst out laughing.

Scanning the faces as I walked back into the lunch room I saw John sitting at a table guarding our lunches. As I walked across the room, I felt every eye watching my ass. I became acutely aware of just how short the skirt I had on was. John however was a gentleman, standing up when Wendy and me arrived.

“Thanks for watching, our lunches for us John,” I said.

“You’re welcome, but it was no problem.” He said smiling.

We sat down and ate our lunch. John turned out to be a nerd, but a cute one he was into Mechanical Engineering. Wendy was in the drama club: she wanted to be an actress. Wendy and I were both PiT’s, John only had mental powers in that he could see a design and visualize a way to make it better.

Lunch was fun. I was walking out after dumping my tray in the trash, I heard a scuffle behind me. I started to turn and see what happening, when a hand slid up under my skirt and squeezed my ass.

Without thinking, I swung around and backhanded the person with their hand on me. I watched the jock from earlier as he went flying through the wall.

I was surprised when he stood up. He must be a mutant but not a paladin level. I was all set to put a smack down on him when the Principal stepped up behind him, picking him up with one hand.

“What is going on here?” He asked the room.

“Sorry Sir, he grabbed my butt, I didn’t think I just backhanded him.” I said.

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