Chapter 3 Mirror and the voice

It shocked her more to see the girl was on the ground, at the front of the statue and her eyes widened, the statue has changed position again. The statue was opposite the dead girl, the dead girl strangely looked familiar to Darelia.

She remembered coming across the girl when she was about to go into the principal's office, how did she suddenly end up dead? The connections Darelia pointed out were strange to her. "We promise to investigate this and help our students be rest assured that there is no danger at all." Principal Mana addressed.

Principal Mana's eyes caught Darelia, she was still in a towel. Some students who saw her began to laugh while Athena quickly pulled her as they ran back to their hostel. "You shouldn't have come out in a towel." Athena said as she closed the door and Darelia rolled her eyes, starting to dress up.

Athena waited till she was done and grabbed her hands, "You haven't told me your name. You don't want to be friends?" She asked and Darelia glares at her. Her mascara was on her face which made the glare dangerous that Athena darted backwards.

Darelia's eyes suddenly softened, she brought out a notepad and pencil from her notepad and scribbled something down. "Um, sorry but I don't understand images." Athena looked into the book and saw her draw two boxes with a bulb of light in between them, what does that mean?

She scribbled something else down and showed it to Athena who was staring at her strangely, she just drew something else that looks similar to the first one. "Can't you talk or write your name?" Athena had to ask and Darelia sighed, walking out of the room.

She felt dejected that she was dumb but that wasn't enough, she can't even hold a pen well to write. She had tried severally, her father had brought so many tutors to teach her how to write but she just couldn't even hold a pen. She discovered she could only draw images depicting what she wants to say which nobody ends up understanding

Athena didn't want to be too inquisitive, she just wanted to be friends with Darelia. "We have only three classes everyday." She tried to start a conversation, maybe to make Darelia say something. "I thought it is a Catholic school, they don't pray at all?" Darelia wanted to ask but it could only remain in her mind except her cat knows the answer.

"Catholic is just a name, the school is nothing close to what catholic churches do. There are witches, vampires, black cats, sirens and others here. It is just like a supernatural school." Athena concluded while explaining and Darelia could only nod, looking around like she was searching for something.

Athena pulled her into the class they were to have their lectures and sat them beside Fair and Haven. "New students should introduce themselves." The teacher said and Darelia fondled with her pen slowly, how does she escape this?

"Indie, Lisa, Reuben, Foster, Beretta ----" The teacher nodded as they all introduced themselves except for Darelia who didn't stand up. "Aren't you a new student?" Indie said, she intentionally wanted everyone to know her stepsister is dumb.

Athena bit her lips, she could see the nervousness under Darelia's mascara eyes. Haven suddenly saw Darelia's opened notepad and her eyes dimmed at what she drew. "Dare -- her name is Darelia." Haven quickly said and the students turned to her, surprised that she talked.

Haven has always been the most quiet one and the students tagged her as a dangerous witch whereby she is a black cat but she didn't care and she was still surprised as to why Darelia couldn't say her name herself, why did she draw images when she could possibly write it out?

The teacher just moved to the board and started writing with the students copying too but Haven once again noticed Darelia wasn't writing, she was just biting her pencil and looking around with a suspicious gaze in her eyes. "You are not writing." Athena whispered.

Darelia gave a small smile and held her pencil, Haven expected her to write but she started drawing instead and when Haven looked at those images well, it was saying what exactly the teacher was writing. "You don't know how to write?" Haven didn't know why she asked. Darelia's notepad fell to the floor, frightened at the sudden question.

One student unintentionally heard Haven whisper it and she began to transfer the hot news around, the new girl not knowing how to write. In minutes, the news has traveled round the class and Darelia whimpered, she ran out of the class immediately.

Athena ran after her and Haven sighed, feeling disturbed and remembering her sister who would always draw too since they were kids and that was how she could understand words images depicts but Darelia's handwriting looked familiar.

In the female cubicle where Darelia was washing her face, "I miss father!" She whined in her head, smiling widely at the memories her father had created with her. He was the only one in the wide world that didn't treat her like a garbage or an outcast, she misses him so much.

She knew he might have fought with his wife for transferring his children to another school without his consent. That was how her stepmother does, she never informs him of anything she wants to or any decision she wants to make which Darelia saw as a bad character, they were husband and wife for heaven's sake.

After washing her face, she reapplied the mascara on her eyelids and this time, it was a bit darker while she looked at the mirror. Dropping the mascara back into her bag, she raised her head to look at the mirror and see if it was perfect enough. Her eyes widened in fear, blood sputtered on the mirror.

Darelia glanced back and looked at the mirror again to see if she was hallucinating again but the blood dripping from the mirror proved her wrong, it was reality. "Dare ---" A certain voice, shrilly fear made her core tighten as she knew immediately that she wasn't alone.

The same voice she heard in her head last night at the front of the statue and talking about the statue, she suddenly saw it in the bloody mirror and her heart skipped a beat. "Behind you, Dare - Lia!" She held her head as the voice repeated and she instinctively looked back.

The door closed immediately which wanted to make her scream but she couldn't, she turned back to the mirror just to see an unknown man whose canines were long and he had blood at both sides of his mouth which frightened the hell out of Darelia. "Behind you, Dare - Lia!" Her back hit the door, twisting the knob and trying to open it until she blacked out and immediately, everything returned back to normal.