To start from the begining...

Hi...
As some of you might know my name is Wings, but i don't get that name for just any reason... But for you to understand why i have my name i'd have to start from the begining, which was years ago...
i was a normal kid (i have brown hair and brown eyes, i'm pretty fit, i did karate every thrusday and friday and on certain saterdays i'd go out and do some putty or climb some trees) living in a normal world, as far as i new my world was dull and would probably always be dull but what i didn't know was that my world and the world as we all knew it was balanced on the shoulders of one person... though that comes later, right now i'm sitting in a history class struggling to stay awake while the teacher blabbed on and on about some king that had been killed by some assasin...'like all the kings or queens died of natural death', i think sarcasticly with a small sigh, the teach Mr.Howet turned around to face me as though he'd heard my sarcastic thought.
"Is there something you want to share with the class Miss Nickle? eh" He's staring so hard at me it feels like he's burning a hole right through my head.
"No sir", I say staring hard at my feet like all the answers to the universe lie in the very material that makes up my shoes.
"Very well, may I get on with teaching the class?" Mr. Howet draws out his words slowly. 'He's trying to embarass me', i think unhappily as the rest of the class covers their mouths and start giggling softly at me, 'When will this day end?' i put a hand to my forehead, unfortunitly this movement just attracts more attension to me which means for the rest of the lesson everybody is laughing and calling me names. I make my mouth small and stare furiously at the clock hanging at the front of the class, wishing that i could make the time go by faster.
'At last!' I brighten up just as i hear the bell go, signaling the end of school and the begining of the weekend 'Yes!'
I walk as fast as possible toward the front of the gate, nearly bowling someone over on the way out.
"Hey! watch out" He shouts in suprise.
"Sorry!" I scream over my shoulder just as i'm exiting the gate, still walking fast, at almost the same second that i exit the front gate and enter the parking lot, i stop, something doesn't feel right, i look around at the parked cars but can't spot my moms, "Strange", i whisper, "I thought mom said she was gonna pick me up this afternoon on her way to the shop and drop me off at home..." I felt a cold shiver starting at the top of my back and making it's way down, 'Somethings wrong.' I think, trying to figure out what it is, 'Think, come on think, what could it be?' i smack my head hard, trying to think and not even realising that someone had come up behind me. 'I guess i'm walking home', i shrug my sholders trying not to look to fazed, and start walking towards home, when i'm nearly there i realise that i can hear footsteps besides my own except it sounds like the person they belong to is trying hard to cover up the noise and trying to copy my steps, but when i look behind me all i catch is a fleeting shadow that disapears so quikly i question wether i'd actualy seen it or not. 'Well, well' i think consintrating hard on the noise this mystrious stranger is making as he or she follows me, 'If someone is stalking me then whoever it is better be ready to be going on a long walk around' I smile sneekishly just keeping down a snicker that's pushing to get out of my thoat.
I take a sudden left, stopping for a second, hearing the stranger stagger for a second trying not to bash into me, i turn around just before this person could run away again.
i was about to say something smart and mean but my mout goes dry the moment i see him, and instead of saying anything i run all the way back home tasting blood in the back of my thoat just as i reach the front door but even here the feeling that something has either gone wrong or is about to follows me. I reach up with the key to the front door in my hand but realise that the door is already unlocked when it swings open but what was kreepy about the fact that it swung open was that i hadn't even touched it, but even kreepier than that was that i found him sitting in a chair in the lounge acting as though it's the most natural thing in the world for him, his left leg crossed over the right, he was wearing a pair of jeans, a black T-Shirt and black sheos, his black hear that was cut to the top of his ears except for the right side of the fringe which went down to his chin in the middle and growing shorter as it reached his right ear.
He stared at me mockingly with his deep blue eyes as though he'd expected my arival for quite a while now'He's so smug and stuck up' i thought.
"No i'm not." He said looking more and more smug as the seconds pasted.
"Not what?" I'm starting to feel lost and light headed, dreading the answer i already know he's gonna give me....
"I'm not 'smug and stuck up'."
'Is he reading my mind?' I'm trying not to look to shocked as i feel my mouth go dry and my world start to spin.
"Yes." He stares hard into my eye's as though he's trying to make me understand something.
"No... You couldn't... It's not possible..." my mouth drops open.
"Yes it is possible." He says firmly.

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