Chapter 3

School’s Dreadful

World: Earth  

Date: 01/01/2139

Teacher POV

‘That child has been eyeing me like im a fine piece of steak in front of a starving lion, im a little uncomfortable here, maybe I should step to the side a little, yes……… yes, those daggers are following me, who is she……or he anyways, oh Raven?’ The poor teacher shook a little as she continued to teach the 35 seven year old children about basic mathematics while feeling a bit chilled.

MC POV

‘I want it, want it, want it sooooooo badly I can barely hold on, it’s so sparkly, pretty and big yeah I like no love big things I can’t wait to touch it, I can right, yes, no, yes, no it’s bad to touch whats no yours Raven stop, but it’s so pretty maybe for a little while,’ Raven could feel some drool dipping down her chin as she ogled the ring on her teacher’s finger whose name escaped her.

‘Okay im going to borrow, yes borrow it for a little while but I need to stop looking so suspicious, though at least it’s nice someone has looked at me thrice today that’s a record hahahaah,’ Raven was giggling to herself as she stopped eyeballing her teacher and looked at the board then instantly became sleepy.

‘What gibberish is this,’ she couldn’t understand a thing that was on the board even with her enhanced intelligence. Mrs. Willow..Wicklow…..Whatever was apparently teaching them trigonometry, she couldn’t even do multiplication well much less. Her head started to ache as she listened so instead she ignored her and started to plan out her strategy to getting to her pretty toy.

One torturous hour later the long hand fixed itself on the twelve and the heavenly bells rang. One thing she thanked herself for doing was learning to read time. She rose with the flock of students and left the class while blending in perfectly to the rhythm. As she passed the teachers desk she quickly tripped one of the students then moved back in time with the crowd as the Maya landed face first.

Mrs. quickly approached Maya and as she did Raven smoothly slid the ring off her finger and into her own pocket. Smiling she emerged herself into the concerned crowd and acted alongside them in trying to help up her helper or should she say victim.

The crowd quickly dispersed as an embarrassed Maya rose and fled to whichever class she had next. Glowing inside Raven gently stroked her prize while perfectly pacing alongside her peers and carefully controlling her features to be the norm of the hallway.

She wasn’t a thief, she was just a dedicated collector, like those people who go in unknown areas and bring back artifacts. Yes, she giggled, inside of cause a now natural ingrained instinct to remain unseen, she was only collecting not stealing Mrs. will get a new one in no time.

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She had to admit she had gotten better and better since she was caught. She had not always been this good; the first time she stole two years ago was not pretty, not at all. Raven frowned as she remembered, it was the first time anything had caught her eye, and it was one of those new lifelike Barbie dolls that could move, talk and play with her. She passed it every day on her way to the dorms with her friends, Maggie and Danna where everyone at the ages of four to eight had to live. All children had to be admitted into schools at the age of four and live in dorms which she found quite inhumane. Anyways one day the temptation was too great and she made a grab for it not without the quite, irritatingly loud protestations from her friends which she had to admit was not all that got her into trouble.

Raven had to shake her head at her young self who had forgotten to observe if anyone was around to report her mischievousness much less the owner whom she might add was very longwinded. After that incident Raven was tempted yet again with a huge Barbie doll house, the car came next, and then she was hungry for an expensive looking lollipop.

The list went on, after many failed attempts Raven knew she had to make a choice, her popular good two shoes lifestyle or take a walk on the dark side.

 Raven walked into her next class, glanced at the teacher, saw it was her physics teacher and then went straight back down memory lane, not like he would notice anyways, she smirked. Well walking on the dark side is hard work, still is as she still had plenty of practice and research to do. Anyways to achieve her goals Raven became an obsessive freak that skipped classes, except the espionage types; too much to count.

Raven had first gone to the library and borrowed as much books on the topics of spying, assassination and yes stealing. All these books were surprisingly easily obtainable as the world was not raising them to live in normal society but in the game world. She had even searched the internet to find the best methods to feed her obsession with things that weren’t hers. For a year Raven had studied and practiced as well as stalked strangers throughout the school.  

‘My friends abandoned me, I can’t believe they abandoned me, I know I was too engrossed in my hobby but still they were traitors!!’ she couldn’t even get revenge cause they would have known it was her unfortunately.

Her friends letting her go was like cutting her ties to the last of her humanity, she was being a bit overdramatic but still it was her head. Smiling a bit sadly to herself, Raven recalled the tears, screaming and tantrums she pulled off for a full week straight then an immediate silence that she was sure was quite eerie to everyone in the building.

Staring blankly at the boring teacher Raven was remembering how she slowly made herself fade into the background until it was nothing more than second nature to her. She was a shadow of the masses always there but forever ignored until she made herself heard.

‘When I feel like showing myself to the world they will surely be in for a little surprise, but until then my precious little things mummy’s coming to get you hehehehe.’