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Chapter 1: Friday Night

Iris Dove sat in her seat at the back of her grade eleven-history class with her eyes transfixed on the clock above the door. Uh, I just wanna get out of here! This is slow and painful torture! Stupid clock…has to be so fucking slow.

“Miss O’Neill.” Iris’ head shot upright from the desk. “Sleeping again Isabel?” Iris shook her head no.

“Sorry Mrs. Johnson. I was thinking about what my project would be on.” she curled a lock of her golden blond hair, which went just past her shoulders, around her finger. The entire class had turned around to face Isabel so they could, hopefully, see her get her first detention during her high school career attending their school. Many of the students began to snicker or laugh and some others smiled with satisfaction.

“Well Miss O’Neill you have all weekend for that. Just pay more attention.” Iris smiled and nodded.

“Yes ma’am.” she answered the stern old teacher who simply turned and finished writing a note of the blackboard.

Once the bell rang Iris made her way down the crowd hallway and to the parking lot where she met up with her two older cousins: Cassandra and Bonnie. “I swear, I hate having a fake name! I just want people to call me by my real name Iris Do-”

Cassandra slapped her hand onto Iris’ mouth. “Isabel O’Neill. While we are among these humans we cannot use our real names and I know most of your life you never had to change your name but unless you want to get yourself killed or end up in some scientist’s lab then by all means use your real name. And while you’re at it why do you just show them your true colours.” Bonnie said to Iris in a stern, adult like voice. Cassandra hesitantly removed her hand from her younger cousin’s mouth.

“You’re right Bonnie. Like you always are.” Iris replied in defeat.

“C’mon, smile Ir-er-Isabel. Any ways, tonight you don’t need to hide your name.” a smile returned to Iris’ face as she heard those words from Cassandra and the three got into the shiny blue jeep.

As Bonnie sped down the road her long curly brown hair danced in the wind. Cassandra began to remove her layer of makeup from her face and Iris leaned forward to cranked up the volume of the radio. “Hey! What do you think you’re doing Isabel!?” Bonnie asked as she turned the music back down.

“It was a good song! Besides, you’re supposed to crank your radio or do you want to look like a browner?” Iris gave her older cousin a sly look as she went to turn up the volume again.

“Fine,” she signed in defeat. Iris squealed and cranked the volume even louder. Cassandra finished taking her make up off and started to tie her sleek black hair into a ponytail as she let her body move to the music. The three teens gossiped the entire drive to Iris’ house.

“Okay, I’ll see you guys tonight!” Iris shouted as she walked up the driveway to the front door where she unlocked it and went straight to her room, which was just down the hall in the one storey house. She first allowed her body to collapse onto her bed. She made a long and tiresome yawn than sat back up sluggishly. Well, the party isn’t until 7:00 so I’ve got 4 hours to burn. She yawned again and laid back. Well, might as well take a nap! I don’t wanna be tired for tonight. She shut her sapphire blue eyes and drifted off to sleep.

“Iris!” Iris woke up from her dream immediately. “Come on! Time to get ready!” her mother yelled in her scolding tone.

Iris stretched her arms and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She glanced at her alarm clock, which read 6:00pm. Her eyes widened and she jumped from the bed and ran to the bathroom where she removed the layer of make up. I hate having to wear all this foundation. She glanced at the cotton balls that she used to clean her face and looked at them sickly.

She briskly washed her face to make sure all the foundation was off. Iris then padded her face softly with a towel and smiled at her true reflection. Her face was that of a slightly tanned colour and at the outer corners of her eyes was a single small, navy blue triangle that pointed towards her ears.

Iris went back to her bedroom where she shut the blinds and opened her closet. She searched through the piles of hanging garments until she came across the one she was looking for. She took it out and smiled. I think I’ll wear this one tonight. She took off her dark denim bellbottoms and orange t-shirt. She grabbed the short-sleeved ivory gown that she had taken out and slipped it on. The dress was long enough to cover her feet. The front and back had a low décolletage. She then put on the velvet blue bodice, buttoning up the gold-rimed sapphire buttons in the front.

Iris turned to the full-length mirror on the back of her bedroom door and examined herself. She sensed something was missing but couldn’t place her finger on it. Oh! I know what I’m missing! She shut her eyes and shook her head gentle back and forth. As she shook her head, her golden locks of hair grew to the length of her back. She walked over to her bedside table and picked up a silk blue ribbon and used it to tie her hair into a loose ponytail. There, now I’m ready. She glanced back at the alarm clock, which now read 6:45pm.

Iris scurried out of her room and went into the garage where she slipped on a pair of silk blue slippers. She made her way to black, sleek sunfire and sat down in the backseat. Her older brother, Quinton, sat upfront next to their father who was already in the driver’s seat, waiting for his wife to be ready.

Her mother wore a similar style dress but instead of a blue bodice she wore a deep red one to match her dulled, shoulder length ginger hair. Her father and brother both wore ivory coloured dress slacks with an ivory dress shirt and coat to match. Quinton looked very much like a replica of their father. Both had chestnut brown hair and icy blue eyes. Iris often wondered where her blonde locks came from. Neither side of her parents’ family had any trace of blonde in them. Odd…she thought to herself.

Iris’ father drove for about a half an hour down a country road until they came across a barely noticeable, old dirt road that was that led into a thick forest. They drove down the road for good ten minutes and parked their car among the other parked vehicles. Small lanterns streamed through the tress like garlands, guiding the way down the wooden pathway. Iris and her family walked single file through the narrow path to where the others were. Music that was reminiscent of Gaelic and Irish style filled the air as they drew near.

“Hey Iris!” a young teen called from one side of the crowd of people talking and dancing. All the people there wore clothes much like Iris and her family wore. From the crowd of people emerged a girl the same age as Iris. She had silky black hair that went to just above her waist and was tied in two loose braids. She wore a pastel green gown with a deep forest green bodice to match her emerald eyes and her triangle shaped birthmarks at the outer corners of her eyes. Unlike iris, her markings were more elongated. The markings were more than just birthmarks for them. They distinguished families, or tribes as some put it, apart.

Iris grinned from ear to ear before she wrapped her arms around her childhood friend. “Oh Juno! I missed you! I hate how we only get to see each other every Friday!” both broke the huge and smiled at each other.

“Do you think I like it? Hell no! I wish things could be the same. Why did you have to move?” Together they walked away from the crowds of people and sat down on two large boulders shaped like chairs.

“Because my dad found a job that he wanted as did my mom. So me and Quinton have to suffer living like ‘humans’ and I hate it! I can’t even use my real name!” Iris sighed heavily and looked back at her friend. “Oh my god! I must look like a fool!” Iris exclaimed as she rose to her feet. She had forgotten to make one more change to really complete her ensemble. She squinted her eyes for a few seconds then sighed and opened them again. Out of her back exploded two large, glorious white wings.

Juno giggled, “I was beginning to wonder if I would have to remind you or not. It did look a little funny seeing you as the only one without their wings out.” the two girls laughed and decided to join in on the dancing. As they danced, one male caught Iris’ eye. He was tall and had thick, black unruly hair. She didn’t get a chance to see his face, but something drew her to him. Slowly she moved away from her friend to follow him.

“Hey, where are you going Iris?” Juno asked as she grabbed her friend’s wrist. Iris turned to face Juno.

“Who’s that?” She asked, indicating the Angalikan that had caught her eye.

“Oh…that’s Owen. His family just joined our colony earlier this week. They don’t live here in the colony. Like you, he lives in town and attends one of those public schools. Actually, come to think of it, I think he goes to your school, Laurier.” a large grin formed on Iris’ face. He goes to my school! Sweet!

“Do you know his ‘human’ name?” Iris asked, still grinning. Juno, however, didn’t smile at all.

“Unfortunately, no. Sorry Iris.” Iris frowned momentarily but she was determined that she would find out who he was.

“Juno!” Juno turned towards the voice, which belonged to her mother. A tall slender woman with long black hair, much like Juno’s, emerged from the crowd of people. A distressed look was plastered over her face.

“Mom, what’s wrong?” Juno asked immediately.

“Vesta’s gone missing. We don’t know where she is.” She clutched her chest and failing miserably at concealing her worry. She did have every right to worry and overreact like she was. They, the Angelikans did have enemies in the world; Enemies who would go so far as to kill them without a second thought.

“I saw her go into the forest, Mrs. Jade. If you want, me and Juno can go look for her.” Iris said. Juno’s mother nodded and the two went into the forest.

“I hate it when she does this. I just hate it because it scares mom half to death.” Juno complained. The two walked around for almost an hour without much luck. “She’s probably back by now.” Juno said as she went to walk back to the party but Iris wasn’t ready to go back. She grabbed Juno’s hand.

“No…I think I know where she is.” Iris whispered to Juno as she looked towards a bush. The two smiled evilly at each other. “Oh well Juno! I guess you’re an only child now!”

“Yeah, it’s such a shame though! Mom and dad are really gonna miss Vesta!” the two could barely stop each other from laughing.

“Hey! You know what you could do! You could sell all of Vesta’s stuff and make a lot of money since she won’t be needing any of her toys now that she’s gone!” with that said, Vesta came running out of the bush and attacked her older sister. Vesta was only 6 years old, eleven years younger than Juno and Iris. Her hair was thick and went just past her shoulders. She wore a simple pastel green dress with a dark green, velvet belt.

“Don’t you dare touch my stuff!” she yelled at Juno, who was laughing uncontrollably.

“Don’t worry Vesta! We were only joking!” Iris explained as she lifted Vesta off of her sister then helped Juno to her feet. Vesta then stormed off towards the party. As Iris and Juno turned to walk back, both got an awkward feeling.

“Something’s not right…” Iris breathed. Both looked around carefully. Then, without warning, a large man wearing camouflage jumped out of the brush holding a gun pointed right at Iris.

“Die you damned Angalikans!” he yelled at the two and fired. Juno quickly pushed her friend out of the way and took the bullet.

“Juno! No!” Iris screamed in horror. The man smiled with satisfaction and prepared to fire at Iris but he wouldn’t get that chance. Iris turned to the man and thrusted her arm towards him causing an invisible force to send him flying backwards through the air, making him land miles away. Iris fell to her knees beside Juno in tears.

“I’m sorry…” Juno whispered.

“No, no, no! I’m not letting you die Juno! You’re my best friend and I’m not about to lose you.” More tears streamed down her face in what seemed like endless rivers. Juno forced a smile, which soon faded as her eyes rolled back into her head. “No, no, no, no!” Iris yelled again as she sobbed.

A/N: I hoped your enjoyed this first chapter and I hope to get the next one up soon so please review. I really want to hear your thoughts on this story so don’t hesitate to comment.

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Chapter 1: Friday Night

Iris Dove sat in her seat at the back of her grade eleven-history class with her eyes transfixed on the clock above the door. Uh, I just wanna get out of here! This is slow and painful torture! Stupid clock…has to be so fucking slow.

“Miss O’Neill.” Iris’ head shot upright from the desk. “Sleeping again Isabel?” Iris shook her head no.

“Sorry Mrs. Johnson. I was thinking about what my project would be on.” she curled a lock of her golden blond hair, which went just past her shoulders, around her finger. The entire class had turned around to face Isabel so they could, hopefully, see her get her first detention during her high school career attending their school. Many of the students began to snicker or laugh and some others smiled with satisfaction.

“Well Miss O’Neill you have all weekend for that. Just pay more attention.” Iris smiled and nodded.

“Yes ma’am.” she answered the stern old teacher who simply turned and finished writing a note of the blackboard.

Once the bell rang Iris made her way down the crowd hallway and to the parking lot where she met up with her two older cousins: Cassandra and Bonnie. “I swear, I hate having a fake name! I just want people to call me by my real name Iris Do-”

Cassandra slapped her hand onto Iris’ mouth. “Isabel O’Neill. While we are among these humans we cannot use our real names and I know most of your life you never had to change your name but unless you want to get yourself killed or end up in some scientist’s lab then by all means use your real name. And while you’re at it why do you just show them your true colours.” Bonnie said to Iris in a stern, adult like voice. Cassandra hesitantly removed her hand from her younger cousin’s mouth.

“You’re right Bonnie. Like you always are.” Iris replied in defeat.

“C’mon, smile Ir-er-Isabel. Any ways, tonight you don’t need to hide your name.” a smile returned to Iris’ face as she heard those words from Cassandra and the three got into the shiny blue jeep.

As Bonnie sped down the road her long curly brown hair danced in the wind. Cassandra began to remove her layer of makeup from her face and Iris leaned forward to cranked up the volume of the radio. “Hey! What do you think you’re doing Isabel!?” Bonnie asked as she turned the music back down.

“It was a good song! Besides, you’re supposed to crank your radio or do you want to look like a browner?” Iris gave her older cousin a sly look as she went to turn up the volume again.

“Fine,” she signed in defeat. Iris squealed and cranked the volume even louder. Cassandra finished taking her make up off and started to tie her sleek black hair into a ponytail as she let her body move to the music. The three teens gossiped the entire drive to Iris’ house.

“Okay, I’ll see you guys tonight!” Iris shouted as she walked up the driveway to the front door where she unlocked it and went straight to her room, which was just down the hall in the one storey house. She first allowed her body to collapse onto her bed. She made a long and tiresome yawn than sat back up sluggishly. Well, the party isn’t until 7:00 so I’ve got 4 hours to burn. She yawned again and laid back. Well, might as well take a nap! I don’t wanna be tired for tonight. She shut her sapphire blue eyes and drifted off to sleep.

“Iris!” Iris woke up from her dream immediately. “Come on! Time to get ready!” her mother yelled in her scolding tone.

Iris stretched her arms and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She glanced at her alarm clock, which read 6:00pm. Her eyes widened and she jumped from the bed and ran to the bathroom where she removed the layer of make up. I hate having to wear all this foundation. She glanced at the cotton balls that she used to clean her face and looked at them sickly.

She briskly washed her face to make sure all the foundation was off. Iris then padded her face softly with a towel and smiled at her true reflection. Her face was that of a slightly tanned colour and at the outer corners of her eyes was a single small, navy blue triangle that pointed towards her ears.

Iris went back to her bedroom where she shut the blinds and opened her closet. She searched through the piles of hanging garments until she came across the one she was looking for. She took it out and smiled. I think I’ll wear this one tonight. She took off her dark denim bellbottoms and orange t-shirt. She grabbed the short-sleeved ivory gown that she had taken out and slipped it on. The dress was long enough to cover her feet. The front and back had a low décolletage. She then put on the velvet blue bodice, buttoning up the gold-rimed sapphire buttons in the front.

Iris turned to the full-length mirror on the back of her bedroom door and examined herself. She sensed something was missing but couldn’t place her finger on it. Oh! I know what I’m missing! She shut her eyes and shook her head gentle back and forth. As she shook her head, her golden locks of hair grew to the length of her back. She walked over to her bedside table and picked up a silk blue ribbon and used it to tie her hair into a loose ponytail. There, now I’m ready. She glanced back at the alarm clock, which now read 6:45pm.

Iris scurried out of her room and went into the garage where she slipped on a pair of silk blue slippers. She made her way to black, sleek sunfire and sat down in the backseat. Her older brother, Quinton, sat upfront next to their father who was already in the driver’s seat, waiting for his wife to be ready.

Her mother wore a similar style dress but instead of a blue bodice she wore a deep red one to match her dulled, shoulder length ginger hair. Her father and brother both wore ivory coloured dress slacks with an ivory dress shirt and coat to match. Quinton looked very much like a replica of their father. Both had chestnut brown hair and icy blue eyes. Iris often wondered where her blonde locks came from. Neither side of her parents’ family had any trace of blonde in them. Odd…she thought to herself.

Iris’ father drove for about a half an hour down a country road until they came across a barely noticeable, old dirt road that was that led into a thick forest. They drove down the road for good ten minutes and parked their car among the other parked vehicles. Small lanterns streamed through the tress like garlands, guiding the way down the wooden pathway. Iris and her family walked single file through the narrow path to where the others were. Music that was reminiscent of Gaelic and Irish style filled the air as they drew near.

“Hey Iris!” a young teen called from one side of the crowd of people talking and dancing. All the people there wore clothes much like Iris and her family wore. From the crowd of people emerged a girl the same age as Iris. She had silky black hair that went to just above her waist and was tied in two loose braids. She wore a pastel green gown with a deep forest green bodice to match her emerald eyes and her triangle shaped birthmarks at the outer corners of her eyes. Unlike iris, her markings were more elongated. The markings were more than just birthmarks for them. They distinguished families, or tribes as some put it, apart.

Iris grinned from ear to ear before she wrapped her arms around her childhood friend. “Oh Juno! I missed you! I hate how we only get to see each other every Friday!” both broke the huge and smiled at each other.

“Do you think I like it? Hell no! I wish things could be the same. Why did you have to move?” Together they walked away from the crowds of people and sat down on two large boulders shaped like chairs.

“Because my dad found a job that he wanted as did my mom. So me and Quinton have to suffer living like ‘humans’ and I hate it! I can’t even use my real name!” Iris sighed heavily and looked back at her friend. “Oh my god! I must look like a fool!” Iris exclaimed as she rose to her feet. She had forgotten to make one more change to really complete her ensemble. She squinted her eyes for a few seconds then sighed and opened them again. Out of her back exploded two large, glorious white wings.

Juno giggled, “I was beginning to wonder if I would have to remind you or not. It did look a little funny seeing you as the only one without their wings out.” the two girls laughed and decided to join in on the dancing. As they danced, one male caught Iris’ eye. He was tall and had thick, black unruly hair. She didn’t get a chance to see his face, but something drew her to him. Slowly she moved away from her friend to follow him.

“Hey, where are you going Iris?” Juno asked as she grabbed her friend’s wrist. Iris turned to face Juno.

“Who’s that?” She asked, indicating the Angalikan that had caught her eye.

“Oh…that’s Owen. His family just joined our colony earlier this week. They don’t live here in the colony. Like you, he lives in town and attends one of those public schools. Actually, come to think of it, I think he goes to your school, Laurier.” a large grin formed on Iris’ face. He goes to my school! Sweet!

“Do you know his ‘human’ name?” Iris asked, still grinning. Juno, however, didn’t smile at all.

“Unfortunately, no. Sorry Iris.” Iris frowned momentarily but she was determined that she would find out who he was.

“Juno!” Juno turned towards the voice, which belonged to her mother. A tall slender woman with long black hair, much like Juno’s, emerged from the crowd of people. A distressed look was plastered over her face.

“Mom, what’s wrong?” Juno asked immediately.

“Vesta’s gone missing. We don’t know where she is.” She clutched her chest and failing miserably at concealing her worry. She did have every right to worry and overreact like she was. They, the Angelikans did have enemies in the world; Enemies who would go so far as to kill them without a second thought.

“I saw her go into the forest, Mrs. Jade. If you want, me and Juno can go look for her.” Iris said. Juno’s mother nodded and the two went into the forest.

“I hate it when she does this. I just hate it because it scares mom half to death.” Juno complained. The two walked around for almost an hour without much luck. “She’s probably back by now.” Juno said as she went to walk back to the party but Iris wasn’t ready to go back. She grabbed Juno’s hand.

“No…I think I know where she is.” Iris whispered to Juno as she looked towards a bush. The two smiled evilly at each other. “Oh well Juno! I guess you’re an only child now!”

“Yeah, it’s such a shame though! Mom and dad are really gonna miss Vesta!” the two could barely stop each other from laughing.

“Hey! You know what you could do! You could sell all of Vesta’s stuff and make a lot of money since she won’t be needing any of her toys now that she’s gone!” with that said, Vesta came running out of the bush and attacked her older sister. Vesta was only 6 years old, eleven years younger than Juno and Iris. Her hair was thick and went just past her shoulders. She wore a simple pastel green dress with a dark green, velvet belt.

“Don’t you dare touch my stuff!” she yelled at Juno, who was laughing uncontrollably.

“Don’t worry Vesta! We were only joking!” Iris explained as she lifted Vesta off of her sister then helped Juno to her feet. Vesta then stormed off towards the party. As Iris and Juno turned to walk back, both got an awkward feeling.

“Something’s not right…” Iris breathed. Both looked around carefully. Then, without warning, a large man wearing camouflage jumped out of the brush holding a gun pointed right at Iris.

“Die you damned Angalikans!” he yelled at the two and fired. Juno quickly pushed her friend out of the way and took the bullet.

“Juno! No!” Iris screamed in horror. The man smiled with satisfaction and prepared to fire at Iris but he wouldn’t get that chance. Iris turned to the man and thrusted her arm towards him causing an invisible force to send him flying backwards through the air, making him land miles away. Iris fell to her knees beside Juno in tears.

“I’m sorry…” Juno whispered.

“No, no, no! I’m not letting you die Juno! You’re my best friend and I’m not about to lose you.” More tears streamed down her face in what seemed like endless rivers. Juno forced a smile, which soon faded as her eyes rolled back into her head. “No, no, no, no!” Iris yelled again as she sobbed.

A/N: I hoped your enjoyed this first chapter and I hope to get the next one up soon so please review. I really want to hear your thoughts on this story so don’t hesitate to comment.