CHAPTER 3


Con realized that the boy was talking to him and replied.

“Yeah? So?”

Angelica smiled as they ‘conversed.’

“We used to be the newbies… Didn’t we Angelica?” the boy whispered as Angelica nodded in agreement. “But now, everyone respects us. You should do the same. If you wanna survive in this school.”

Con sensed he was being threatened and clenched his fists.

“Are you threatening—” Con began but Angelica shook her head.

“Do well to listen to Angelica. She’s stupid but she’s good. Oh by the way, I’m Damien. Damien Saint.” Damien finally said, before drifting into what seemed like sleep.

“Saint…? Are you related to him, Angelica?” Con whispered several minutes after he could hear Damien’s breathing become regular, similar to when one’s asleep.

“You say that even though you don’t know my last name… but yes, I’m related to him.” Angelica looked happy even though she had just been called stupid by her… relative.

“Don’t you give a damn that he just called you stupid?” Con asked, awe on his face.

“No. Not at all. Both him and Erica call me that. It’s because I often let my emotions get in the way of doing something. But Sin is even worse than I am!” She laughed, which sounded like the tinkling of bells.

“Sin…? Erica…? More relatives?!” Con asked, bewildered. He had never known someone with so many relatives!

“Yes, my twin brother and my older sister. Damien is my older brother.” She smiled. And is if on cue, the door opened again – revealing a slender, effeminate looking youth. He looked around the room and found who he was looking for.

“Who’s that one?” Con asked, pointing at the effeminate youth. He had brilliant white hair and his eyes were like both Damien’s and Angelica’s – electric blue.

“I’m Sin!” he smiled happily and seated himself right next to Angelica, grasping a hold of her hand and holding it tightly. But before Con could get a word in, the door opened once more and in walked a girl, clad in black and had hair even blacker than her uniform vest.

“New student?” the girl raised an eyebrow at Con, who in turn ‘looked’ at her.

“So?”

“Nice to meet ya, I’m Erica.” She replied carelessly before crossing the room and sitting with Damien who was still asleep because he hadn’t moved or talked ever since he first arrived.