Gale speared through her Oriental Chicken. It sat in a sad pile on the plastic blue tray. She sighed and took a bite of the sweet and spicy meat.

" Gale... Gale! Are you listening to me" Lashiras turned her cold stare onto Gale.

She quickly turned to Ark for support. Ark gave a slight shrug.

"What?" she groaned.

"I want to..." Lashiras droned on as Gale tuned her out.

Gale's mind wandered to her next class, there would be a new student today which was strange because it was the last week of school. The staff were already preparing for the next year, judging by the now vacant walls.  

The bell rang with a startling clang. Kids shuffled out of the dingy gray cafeteria into grimy hallways. Some walked swiftly determined to reach their next class on time. Others procrastinated as if schoolwork didn't matter to them.

But where did she fall in the crowd? She was different from the rest. In a way that no one would believe. She ducked into her classroom, room 107.

She sat in a desk in the middle of the clutter but one that was near a window. Science posters littered the wall. A diagram of a frog was hung haphazardly on yellowing whitish walls with an occasional message penciled on the peeling paint.

She pulled her long dark brown hair into a ponytail as the bell rang for class to start.

I am different, she thought, I am an angel.

Start date: May 17, 2017