If November had been told earlier that day that he would leave home and return to see it burning, he would have called the person a joker.He couldn't believe the sight in front of him and even for a moment, he forgot his friends were beside him. They had all rushed down after the call he received.Macey let out a horrified gasp and Sebastian had his mouth parted the whole time, he tried to speak but words couldn't come out.November's home was burning from the rooftop, part of the house had already burnt to the extent it needed to be renovated before anyone could stay in it. The other part was still on fire even as the fire extinguishers were doing their best to quench it.November was glued to the spot where he was standing, unmoving as he watched his house go into shambles. A place his mom had inherited from her grandfather. The only place they could call home since his father left them with nothing in Alaska. The boy could barely believe his eyes. Everything was surreal. How did i
"You could move in with us for the time being," Sheriff Brightside took off his hat and observed Harriet Calhoun's face. It was late evening and they were on his balcony."I appreciate your offer, Aleric, but I cannot accept it." Harriet Calhoun looked away and rubbed the side of her arm. She didn't like people offering her help like she was a beggar. Few people have asked her to move in with them, but she declined. She didn't want anyone's pity. She was capable enough to take care of herself and her kids, that was why she was a mother."Why?" Sheriff Brightside narrowed his eyes in confusion as he went over to stand right in front of her, towering her with his huge height."It just isn't right, I don't want to inconvenience you or your kids," Harriet Calhoun had her face free of tears as she answered Macey's father, "we'll find a way to fix things. We could live in there and manage," she gave off a slight shoulder shrug, hoping Sheriff Brightside would drop the idea of having her and
Chase Adams knew he went too far over what he did to November's home. When he finished sending fireballs to the house, he realized the act was inhumane. It was never his intention to begin. It all started the previous day when November used harsh and hurtful words on him. Spoke to him the way no one ever had before.Chase was depressed the whole evening, and couldn't even sleep a wink. He spent his night getting himself drunk in his room, after kicking his door and avoiding his father and the servants. How could November Calhoun of all people speak to him like that?November was the exact description of, 'a person would not remain a fool forever.' The boy stunned him to a stupor. Used his quirks to glue his butt on his chair like a fearful, obedient servant. This was the boy who was scared of him at school. Who took his heels when he learned he was coming his way. November Calhoun would hide inside the male's locker room, from the fear of getting bullied. This was the same person
November was having a hard time falling asleep. It felt surreal to him that his house got burnt down by Chase Adams and he was at Macey's. Tomorrow was Monday and he had to go to school. Meanwhile, he had put his mind aside from the Pharmaceutical company and Mr anonymous. He didn't care anymore.Stacey was fast asleep and his mom, he didn't know where she went. She was probably outside smoking. She tends to smoke when something had gone wrong.November felt like a fool for just sitting there without doing anything. He should be beating up Chase Adams by now. But how was he supposed to leave when Sheriff Brightside was outside and possibly with his mom?He couldn't stay in there just like that, he needed to give Chase a taste of his own medicine. The damned boy was at his own house, asleep on his bed while he was here, broken and in pain. Quentin Brightside had lent him a shirt and a pair of jogger pants because he didn't have any clothes left. Just his suit and the super suit in his
He was supposed to wear his super suit. Macey mused to herself and then November appeared immediately as if he had read her thoughts."I forgot my suit," he told her."Right, you don't want to be recognized by anyone now, would you?" Macey muttered under her breath and then held his backpack to him.He immediately unzipped the bag and pulled out his super suit, before popping on the button and the suit immediately clad his body."Tell my mom I went for a night walk to clear my head if she asks of me," "This would be the second time I'm telling her a lie," Macey tucked a strand of blonde curls and then folded her arms across her chest."Thanks, Mace. Please stay here with Stacey," November took steps forward and stood in front of Macey, towering over her by just two inches because she was 5 foot seven inches tall.Macey took a hard hurtful gulp as the boy placed a hand on her shoulder. He wasn't November Calhoun anymore, he was now mysterious N who wanted to avenge his family. And to
Chase was soaking himself in an inflatable hot tub on his balcony and drinking expensive wine straight from the bottle when he felt a large pressure gradient from the speed of the wind. The wine bottle he was holding to his lips even knocked him in his face and fell into the water, giving a small part of it a golden stain before it trailed away.Sensing a presence behind him, he snapped his head back and saw the mysterious N. "November?" He called the boy's name as fear immediately gripped him. He wasn't expecting him to show up so soon. How the boy managed to get through the guards was worth questioning. There was no response from the Mysterious N, he just curled his neck aside and started taking slow and casual steps toward where Chased was in the hot tub. November clenched his jaw behind his mask, hating Chase so much for having a good time out there when his mom was cracking her brain on how to take loans in rebuilding their house.November clenched his fist so hard that Chase'
"Come on, Mace. Let's go to school. I'll give you a free ride in my car," Quentin Brightside urged his younger sister who was still in her pajamas. "You could take the shotgun this time.""You trying to be caring is so gross. Ew. And for the records, I'm not going to school today," Macey replied, folding her arms across her chest."Why? You've never missed school before unless you're sick." Quentin appeared shocked as he grabbed the keys to his car."Just go, Quentin. Since when did you start being so considerate? You hated the sigh of my face.""That doesn't make you any less of my sister," Quentin ran his fingers through his hair."Leave me alone,""Wait, are you skipping school because of November?""That's none of your business." She huffed and flipped her hair backward."Aha! I knew it! You've got a crush on him!" Quentin slammed his fist into his palm."Shut up!" Macey snapped, before growing still, wide-eyed because Quentin just stated the obvious truth. How did he know? Was t
November spent the whole morning and afternoon thinking about the death news he heard from Sebastian. He just could not believe the fact that after the warning he gave to those men, they still went ahead and shot sir Zachery in his house the previous night. He couldn't even bring himself to tell Macey that he went after those guys and threatened them to leave the man alone.It was clear that Mr. Anonymous was powerful, and was hell-bent on killing sir Zachery, an innocent family man.November spent the entire afternoon boiling with rage. He spoke to the man just yesterday afternoon and now he was dead. There was obviously nothing he could do about it because he had his own problems to worry about, Chase's dad was yet to show up and his mom was helpless.The death of sir Zachery pained him so much, but how could he go after those men? The issue at hand was deeper than the eyes could see. They killed Mr. Zachery because they didn't want the man to go about telling people that the Abulte