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Chapter 1:: The Suicide.

Christ Middle School, England.

Alley's feet were cold and numb due to the continuous deep snow. She watched the chimney flames bring up warmth to her face; dark eyes, blund long hair, thick rusty skin, no chest to speak of and slight freckles on her cheeks. The flames sparked up right before the door flew out, a mirage of young female teenagers marched in around Alley. Her face turned unbecoming red because she knew what terror had come for her now. "Isn't it the one and only Alley," the tallest of the girls said ironically, she was not just tall but has a thick short hair in colour of chestnut, refugee skinny and thin legs.
Since elementary school, Alley has been frequently bullied by these particular group of girls but she was quite too weak and weird to stand for herself.
"What do you want now?" Alley asked, her voice like an iron scratching the wall. She never made eye contact with them but continued anyway, "I haven't done anything wrong..."
"oh yes you have, Alley Wilogbhour!" Mayth, the tall girl replied.
"what?" Alley's eye's darts to hers immediately.
"you forgot to do my laundry this morning! And you gonna pay weirdo"
"I was not born to be your slave," immediately, the girls grasped in great silence. "And who do you think you are to reply that way–"
"–i am Alley"
A brief sign of rage rode across Mayth's face, "I get it... you are growing some wings aren't you?"
"I have...