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I next thing I remember clearly is Dean falling to the ground. Watching him hit the cement was like watching every person who had ever gave me s**t go down. Oh yeah, I was on a revenge high for about eleven seconds before my Geometry teacher conveniently strolls by on her way to the staff parking lot. I prayed she wouldn’t see us, I really did. She was on the other side of the blacktop, so it was certainly possible. I literally thought to myself, “Whoever’s listening, I know you condemned my parents to eternal purgatory, but if you just did me this one favor I would be so happy.”

Sadly, nobody was listening. Ms. K. turned around and stared right at me. And then, she started racing over to us at a seemingly superhuman speed. “Well, ******** me.” I sighed, turning to help Dean up off the ground.

“Serik Lunix Azreil,” I heard her yell, “What have you done!”



Before I even got a chance to explain, I was seated next to my Demon parents in the principal’s office. How lucky was I to have the only principal on the face of the planet to have valid numbers for everyone’s parents?

“Your son has done something particularly distressing…” He was blathering. I was more worried about Stella finding out what I’d done.

“Yes, I think a week out of school might be a very good idea.” My mom interjected. Now I was wondering how big Dean’s face was gonna swell up, his poor girlfriend.

Then my principal said something that really worried me, “I can’t be sure if Mr. Meyers’ parents are going to choose to press charges against your boy.” I tried to make my best innocent face. I failed.

Finally, the meeting was over. I gave a quick nod to the principal, said my apologies, stuck my tail between my legs, and ran. My parents and I walked in silence to the car. Once we were inside they simply stared blankly out the windshield.

“Your Father and I have been waiting for this day for a very long time.” My Mom sighed. I was very confused, but not surprised.

“I’m so proud, “My Dad gushed, “My Son’s first act of true violence!”

“You guys,” I laughed sarcastically, “This isn’t a good thing.”

“My little boys going to spread evil just like his daddy!” Mom cried, messing up my hair with her hand.

“I swear, you guys are ******** nuts.” I sighed, but they ignored me.

“Just wait till we enroll you in Terror classes, you’ll have so much fun.” Dad laughed.

“Classes, where?” I asked, more than a little worried.

“Well honey, where all little bad demons go.” Mom grinned at me, like the answer was written across her teeth.

But I already knew. They didn’t just want me to take classes that were hell. No, that’d be too normal. They wanted me to take classes in hell.