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Flash

L ast night with Jake was nothing short of perfection. Everything I experienced with him felt so right. He’s everything I could have ever dreamed of and more. I’ve never felt that much passion with any other person I’ve ever been with. I knew he was special, but last night definitely sealed the deal for me. He’s my missing piece. He fits with me just right. In every conceivable way possible.

Before we drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms, he asked if I’d officially move into his room with him, and I couldn’t have agreed to his request quicker if I tried. People might think we’re moving fast, but I don’t think that’s the case at all. We’ve been moving at a snail’s pace for a long time; it’s time to take life by the horns and live the life we want to. We both know what’s between us isn’t just some passing flame; we’re both in this for the long run. Why shouldn’t I move into his room with him when we both know it’s right for us?

We’ve got the assembly at the school to deal with shortly, but Jake and I have arrived here a little earlier as we need to update Micah’s records and ensure the school is aware of his new arrangements. Micah came to school this morning with Cam, but I spoke to him before he left, and he sounded excited and happy despite everything that’s been going on in this place recently. He knows he can trust us all to handle what he brought to our attention.

I enter the school’s main office with Jake by my side and glance around the space. For a school, it seems very bland and boring. I was expecting to see more color and displays about the school and things the students have done. I shake my head at what I’m seeing before me as I head towards the desk, which has a young man and a young woman behind it. I’d guess they’re both in their early twenties from their youthful appearance.

“Good morning. How may I help you?” The young man asks.

“We need to update the details you have on file for Micah Williams. There have been some changes since he was last in school.” I reply politely.

“That’s fine. Let me just grab you out a few forms.” He says before turning his back and getting what he needs to.

“What happened with Micah then?” The young woman asks while eyeing up me and Jake. Her eyes gleaming with the hope we’ll give her some juicy information.

I internally roll my eyes at the way she’s checking the both of us out as well as the way she seems far too interested in what’s happened in Micah’s life. She’s definitely barking up the wrong tree if she thinks either of us has any interest in her and also if she thinks we’re going to stand here and gossip about a student. Is she out of her mind?

“Those details will be provided on the forms and seen by the people who require to see them.” Jake replies diplomatically.

It’s probably a good job he is the one who replied to her; I wanted to tell her where to stick her nose, and it wouldn’t have been said in a pleasant manner either. Before anything else can be said between us and the young woman, the young man is back and handing over a clipboard with paperwork.

“Just fill these out and return them to me. If we require any additional information, we’ll let you know.”

“Thank you. We made sure we brought the paperwork that might be needed.” I say as I take the clipboard and head over to the seating area with Jake to fill out what we need to.

* * *

It turned out to be rather easy to sort out all Micah’s details. The forms were straightforward, and we had all the legal paperwork they needed to see to ensure I had the right to be changing what I was. The woman ended up keeping her nose out of it all after what Jake had said, which I was more than a little thankful for. I just didn’t like the way she was acting; the changes going on in a student’s life are certainly not something I believe any staff member should be trying to gossip about, and it was clear to me she wanted some sort of gossip to spread.

By the time we have everything handled in the office, the members of the MC have begun to arrive for the assembly. From the very confused looks of all the staff in the office area, none of them have been made aware of what is about to happen. It seems like the principal has decided to keep things close to their chest. Probably a smart idea considering there is at least one staff member who has earned our ire.

As soon as Wrath and Flame enter the office area, I head their way to find out how the sleepover went last night. I’m hoping that Micah and Cam behaved themselves, though I can’t imagine that would ever not be the case; they’re both good kids. I don’t even need to ask before both Wrath and Flame are telling me just how good Micah was last night and this morning before school. They had no issues at all. I couldn’t be happier to hear that and to know both boys enjoyed their first sleepover. I imagine it’s going to be the first of many.

We aren’t left waiting in the office for long, before the principal comes out to greet us and escorts us to the assembly hall. As we all walk towards our destination, I see masks of indifference start to drop over every member’s face. None of us are going to risk giving away what all this is really about until the time is right.

I know this is going to be interesting; I can’t remember the last time Devil’s Inferno had to make a statement such as the one we’re about to. Fucking hell, I know we’ve never had to make such a stand with kids being the main fucking audience, but it seems like people in this town have forgotten just who we are. I’m not just referring to the children that will be in the audience either; their parents seem to have had a memory lapse about just who they’re dealing with. It’s time for them to get a reminder to stop spouting bullshit about us going soft and get a handle on their children.

We aren’t going to sit back and allow this problem to grow any bigger than it already is. If this isn’t stopped now, there is no way of knowing just how far these children will end up going in the future and just what damage they will end up causing. We’ll always do everything in our power to stop things like this, even if the way we do it may seem a little unorthodox.