The devil girl smiled seeing the Angel sitting so quietly on her desk. She had done a rather good job trying to hide... but it was about time they had a little chat in her mind.
She very sensually sat next to her, appraising every crevice of her counterpart. "Well... Hello cutey..." the devil girl smiled.
David tried to ignore her but was very uncomfortable to even look at the mostly naked devil girl. However she could tell that, despite the difference in skin tone and the addition of the tail, there was 'something' of similarity to her. A familiar shape... just like her sisters.
"Aww... nothing to say sweetie? I'm heart broken... I thought maybe, you and I, could be friends..." She winked.
David glanced at her. "H-huh?"
"Come on sweetie... your no angel, and I'm no devil. Not really... so why act like one?" She giggled. "I don't think the cosmos would mind if we were... close."
"Your almost naked!" David said raising her voice. "How can you say your not acting like you look?"
The devil girl rested her arm around the angel girl, even as she tensed up. "Because... it's fun. Why don't you give it a try. I think all the boys would love to see a hot, naked, angel girl... I bet you look as good as I do, under those robes..."
"Get away from me!" David pushed the devil girl though not in a way that would have hurt her.
The devil girl didn't seem to get angry at all. She was like a playful cat, testing the water. She instead simply approached David again. The angel girl stared at the red skin, and glanced at the spaded tail, taking another look at the small horns on her head. She was very tense.
"Let's be friends..." She repeated. "You may call me... Adora." She giggled.
David tried to ignore her.
"Come on sweetie... use those luscious lips of yours... I want to know your name..."
Fine, maybe it will shut her up. ".... David" the angel girl spoke quietly.
Adora blinked, then smiled, and laughed very hard. "Ooooh! That's hilarious! I can only imagine... and I imagine it, so very well... I bet you've had a lot of fun in that body."
"None of your business!" Said David annoyed. She was really starting to get on her nerves. She could sense her other sisters feeling her agitation too, they all seemed to pause waiting for what David was going to do.
"No... I suppose not... so... Truce?" She giggled again offering her hand. Why would a devil girl try to make friends with an angel anyway? It made no sense.
David not really sure what she's getting at, quietly accepted the hand. "Yeah... okay. Truce".
She didn't want trouble from her anyway.
Jon tried to word a few questions to Brittany, but it was difficult. She was nonchalant about it but... the girl had a certain perception around her.
"Jon, your questions are curious indeed. Do you believe in the Lost Arts I speak of?"
"I- Recent events, have made me believe in it," She spoke very truthfully. "What can you tell me about magic?"
"The songs I hear, are vague in their chorus... but one verse is clear- though i must translate it from Latin." She paused as she considered the wording carefully. "Before we left the world of man, keys were left with magic at hand, Four elements they imbued, a stone of Earth, a torch of fire, A chalice of water, and the breath of one. Each held a power, and each held a weakness... any of of these items, may open the door to other worlds, but they can not affect the power of the other."
"S-so.. these were objects?"
"I do not know. It is but a song. A song I know from a time long before modern technology..."
The stone... was it perhaps part of a set then? "What.. do these objects do?"
"The songs... are even vaguer on this. I once again have to confess ignorance to this subject Jon," She sighed. "I sense, you seek a power to change your form back as you were... I regret, and very sorrowful if I have given you false hope."
Jon bit her lip. "No- It's... its not that. I... well..." Well it is a bit of that, if he were to tell the truth. But it was not false hope!
"Its tiring to hear the songs Jon.. may I rest a moment before we continue?"
"E-er.. sure. I'm sorry"
The Briton smiled. "Quite all right."
Harry was unable to do her work. She kept on thinking about Ken, in a sad sort of way. Is this what it would always be like, on this side of the fence? When she was a boy, she didn't think about girls that much. She was just too shy. She wanted so much to be able to talk to them. She realised now that she was a girl, she was doing exactly the same thing but on the other side. She was talking to girls now, afraid to even go near another boy.
Was it really so different then?
Her sense of self had gone completely out the window. Zoe, couldn't tell her what she needed to know. The same thought kept on going over and over, was she a real girl?
Physically... yes.
But she wasn't born a girl. Therefore, she wasn't a real girl... right?
Isn't that what Ken meant? Real girls are not made, they are born. She was born a boy... that definitely had to mean she wasn't a real girl, didn't it? The same argument applied to anyone else changed into a different species, or other exotic form. They were not 'real' monsters. They were not 'real' demons. They were not real.
By that same logic...
...She was not a real girl.
The child trembled, shaken and disturbed.
It's not that she even wanted to be a real girl. Did she?
Zoe was right, she was such a withdrawn person she didn't have an identity even before this happened. She delved deep in herself to find the courage to face these dark feelings. The lack of confidence she had was justified, but it was not helping. The logic was true. She was not Born as a girl.
But then, are people born into the lives they lead either?
This was her body for the rest of her life...
Maybe her parents could help her work this out.
She hoped.
At the canteen, Mikey was having a bit of trouble. Her skill at maths had become known and suddenly everyone was asking her do to random math questions. It was a game at first but... it just turned into something a bit wilder, when everyone started to join in on it.
"Hey Mikey what's seventy three times sixty one!" A girl asked.
"Mikey what's Pi's tenth digit?" a student asked.
"Mikey what's one divided by three times three?" yet another student asked with a grin.
Mikey had at first answered all the questions but it was getting out of hand.
Effie got off Mikes shoulder, and gestured Dennis to follow.
"How can we help? We can't do anything physical here," Dennis reminded her.
Effie looks curiously at where the other student was resting. "Well... He has a watch. A digital watch... and we are digital fairies aren't we? I think... I have an idea."
The tiny teenage girl stuck her hand into the face of the watch, and was surprised to see the digits start to blink.
"Wow..." Dennis was impressed. "What now?"
Effie wasn't sure at this point. "Maybe I can set the alarm to go off..." she wasn't sure if it would work, it seemed her presence mostly glitched it up. A moment later she was rewarded by the chirping sound.
The kid looked in surprised at his watch and tried to turn it off, but it wouldn't stop. he had to leave Mikey to try and fix it.
Mikey giggled a bit. "I didn't know you could do that" She smiled.
"Neither did we," said Dennis. "Effie's smart."
Effie blushed very hard at that complement, her heart beating just that little bit faster. She cleared her throat. "Um- thanks."
